My Eleventh Hour: Adventures in a PBY Flying Boat

High inside the Arctic Circle. 1966. The captain taxied the immense, majestic Canso flying boat into the frigid Foxe Basin arctic waters. We were leaving Igloolic, a fragile-looking settlement perched tenuously, like a tern’s egg, on a rocky island between the giant Baffin Island and the mainland Melville Peninsula. I would most likely never...

Oh What a Lucky Man He Was

Lorne Alfred Goulet left the Bird River farm at seventeen and enlisted in the Winnipeg Rifles to fight a European war. He fought his way from Normandy to Holland, was shot through the arm, evacuated to a hospital in England, rejoined his regiment, captured a pill box of Germans, won a medal, returned home...