Tuesday, November 12, 2019
Not everyone was medically fit to serve in the army (or other branch of military) Dad enlisted in Sept 1941, and was sent to Halifax to board a ship for Europe. However, the ship was waiting for a part that was being shipped from New York. Because there was a grain ship in the nest berth, and there was a wind that blew the grain dust right over Dad's ship. Dad ended up with a very serious asthma attack and was sent to the infirmary. A series of delays in getting discharged prevented Dad and some other men, from getting to the ship on time, and when everything was finally discharged, the men were too late as the ship was sealed and no one was allowed on or off.
Dad was sent to the barracks to await the next ship and during that time, he asked if he could join the kitchen as a cook. (He subsequently taught all his children to cook) He also joined in with a couple of other people and traveled around to other camps to entertain the troops waiting for transport. During this time, Dad had a couple more asthma attacked and was ultimately given a medical discharge in April, 1942.
Sis and I talked about this today and I said that had he been on that first ship, he may or may not have been one of the casualties of the war. Had that been the case, we would not exist. I am proud of my dad for being willing to serve his country, but at the same time, glad that I am here.