Bi/ Land and By Air

Manager was from Pictou Island, and he knew Hector’s father. He went to the front of the hall and introduced both of us to the crowd. As a result, we had an excellent time.

On return to Malton, I was put into the old grind of going to classes and flying. We had a long trip through the field to go down to the old airport with our laundry. We were not allowed to walk down the road, but one dark night I decided to chance it. When I got out on the road, a car stopped and who was it but the C/O. and his driver. He had a big dog in the back seat. He got out of the front seat and got in with the dog. The C/O. kept talking and asking questions, but never asked me my name. I can assure you I walked back through the field.

I will never forget the thrill of putting on Sergeant stripes and standing in parade, waiting for my Navigation Wing, and then going into Trenton, as if everyone I met could notice that important wing. The next day I had to go down through that long field to get my supplies for overseas service and the only thing that struck me funny was when I asked for a new suit, he asked, “What is your name?” and when I told him he said, ”We do not have your size.” I placed the bag with all my supplies on my back, and trudged back to the new camp. When I got there I felt that I was almost exhausted and I threw the equipment on the floor. Just then I was called to the Head Office. When I arrived, the C/O. shook my hand and said, ”Congratulations, you are now an Officer, PO.” 1 had to take all the equipment and stroll back and was given a cheque for $150.00 to buy my uniform. I left the Sergeant stripes on until I got to Montreal, and I being a Scotsman bought my hat, suit, etc., as there was no sales tax if I sent them home, and I had limited cash to spend on my two weeks’ embarkation leave. The clothes arrived at Murray River the day I was on my way to Halifax. I never got the

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