Submitted by
Name: Bill Brown
From: Kingston, Ontario
Name: Bill Brown
From: Kingston, Ontario
Comments:
Hi all;
It is with deep sadness that I have to report the passing of a Shilo Brat who was near and dear to many of us.
Pauline McMullen passed away April 4th in New Zeland, where she has lived for a many years. Pauline has been struggling with MS for a number of years.
My condolences go out to the McMullen family
Bill Brown
Hi all;
It is with deep sadness that I have to report the passing of a Shilo Brat who was near and dear to many of us.
Pauline McMullen passed away April 4th in New Zeland, where she has lived for a many years. Pauline has been struggling with MS for a number of years.
My condolences go out to the McMullen family
Bill Brown
Added: April 7, 2008
Name: Butch Otty
From: Fort Langley, B.C.
E-mail: george.otty@mckesson.com
Hi all. Signed this a few years ago and caught with a couple people and figured I'd update again. Lived in Shilo from 1962 to 1971. First on Citadel then at 27 Alfreston. We were on outside edge of the camp and my dad grew gardens and I built a wooden "fort" well out past our actual backyard fence. I used to love going to the base post office with my dad, that little white building across from the "shopping center". I can still clearly picture the post office boxes in there and the sound of the key as my dad opened it to get the mail. And going to the saturday afternoon theater to watch some western movie, buying snacks and the inside ticket booth where we bought the tickets. Some of my friends back then were Andy Buick, Paul Sawatzky, Terry Walker (right next door) and Jim something (also next door, jeez, cannot remember his last name, he was a year or two older than me). The McKnights lived in the house on the other side and he was a principle of one of the camp schools for a few years. A lot of memories. I always thought Shilo was a perfect place for a kid to grow up. I've driven back through the base 5 times in the past 25 years as I was on travels. The first time it was under control of the West German Army and the front gate was still secure. I looked up a random name in the phone book in Brandon with any address of a street I knew on base. I went up to gate, said I was there to visit Mr. XXXXXX a that address, they looked it up and let me in. Seems crazy now that I took that chance but I really wanted to go back and drive around my old life. I will be back there again. It pulls you.
Drop me a line if you knew me or my family.
-Butch (George, but back then it was just "Butch".