A. Slt’wllrl MacDonald D.F.C., M.D. CHM.

in the services. I can still remember running down to the Red

Cross canteen to buy peanut butter sandwiches. One time we had to study navigation for two weeks and at the end we had a three hour exam. I, being of the keen type, got

5 a sample of an old exam of a trip to Germany, and every

‘ night for the two weeks I worked out the flight plan, which usually took an hour, and the actual plan two hours measuring each leg of the flight with my rules, figuring out the winds and change of courses. At the end of the two weeks when we got the test, to my surprise I got the exact paper I had worked on every night - the flight plan took me four minutes, and the trip to and back from target 25 minutes. I knew by heart all distances and winds and changes of course. I put up my hand that I was finished in half an hour. The examiner said it was impossible and he took me to the head table and went over it and found no mistakes and let me go. All the rest were working on the flight plan - I had a feeling the examiner would give me another test and waited in awe, but no doubt he thought I was top of the line. A few days later I saw a chance to go to Oxford University for two weeks - the only course available was in Agriculture. I was anxious to say I had some university training, especially in Oxford. I was supposed to go on a Monday, but on Friday I was called out to go on a Commando course farther down the coast.

I went to the C/O. and pleaded with him to let me

off. He was a Wing commander and refused me. Some years later, when I was in Halifax teaching Math., he was taking Law and needed a Math. course. Did he not arrive in my class! I must say he got no breaks, and as a result he said to me one day, ”You are a very tough examiner” and I said, "So were you, when you refused to let me go to Oxford." The only Officer I felt I got even with.

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