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Name: Laurel MacLean nee Sutherland
From: Carlisle, Ontario
E-mail: gamgam0826@gmail.com
Name: Laurel MacLean nee Sutherland
From: Carlisle, Ontario
E-mail: gamgam0826@gmail.com
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Hi Everyone-I just discovered this site and was surprised to see the 1963 Yearbook with my picture. It certainly brings back a lot of fantastic memories. I had a crush on Dennis Good, and I dated a soldier by the name of Gary Emery (super guy). My Dad then was posted to Ottawa, Lahr and Larkhill, England, Ottawa. As a PROUD ARMY BRAT, we just made friends fast, because we never knew when we would be posted or where. It certainly isn't like that today, some kids never get to travel like we did. Yes, it affected my schooling and friendships going from Picton, El Paso, Ottawa, El Paso, Picton, Ottawa, El Paso, Picton, Ottawa, Shilo, Ottawa, Lahr, Larkhill, Ottawa, BUT, I saw the world, learned that a lot of civilians hated us, that Americans didn't know where Canada was, but all in all, I wouldn't have changed one thing. I am still an Army Brat, and will be till I die. Haha You don't get that these days, the Camps are nothing like we had back then. We all stuck together through thick and thin. I remember going to Brandon, Saturday mornings on the Army bus with the Gang, and having civilians spit at us or throw eggs or tomatoes. Remember, we weren't the HEROS that they make out the soldiers are today. Well, I am here to say, our Mothers didn't talk to the press, they gave up their careers (my Mum was a Canadian Nursing Sister, four years of University), when there was a probkem with the running around when the husbands were on scheme, it was dealt with right away, by the CO No one went and squealed to the press, we were a close knit group and we all protected each other, no matter what. Our Father's were heros to many of us and I certainly know mine was to me.
Hi Everyone-I just discovered this site and was surprised to see the 1963 Yearbook with my picture. It certainly brings back a lot of fantastic memories. I had a crush on Dennis Good, and I dated a soldier by the name of Gary Emery (super guy). My Dad then was posted to Ottawa, Lahr and Larkhill, England, Ottawa. As a PROUD ARMY BRAT, we just made friends fast, because we never knew when we would be posted or where. It certainly isn't like that today, some kids never get to travel like we did. Yes, it affected my schooling and friendships going from Picton, El Paso, Ottawa, El Paso, Picton, Ottawa, El Paso, Picton, Ottawa, Shilo, Ottawa, Lahr, Larkhill, Ottawa, BUT, I saw the world, learned that a lot of civilians hated us, that Americans didn't know where Canada was, but all in all, I wouldn't have changed one thing. I am still an Army Brat, and will be till I die. Haha You don't get that these days, the Camps are nothing like we had back then. We all stuck together through thick and thin. I remember going to Brandon, Saturday mornings on the Army bus with the Gang, and having civilians spit at us or throw eggs or tomatoes. Remember, we weren't the HEROS that they make out the soldiers are today. Well, I am here to say, our Mothers didn't talk to the press, they gave up their careers (my Mum was a Canadian Nursing Sister, four years of University), when there was a probkem with the running around when the husbands were on scheme, it was dealt with right away, by the CO No one went and squealed to the press, we were a close knit group and we all protected each other, no matter what. Our Father's were heros to many of us and I certainly know mine was to me.
Added: November 14, 2017
Name: Laurel MacLean nee Sutherland
From: Carlisle, Ontario
E-mail: gamgam0826@gmail.com
Hi again-I have been going through the site and have found it really interesting. There was a picture of the Honest John Missile, my Dad was part of NATO and working on that and the Hawk Missile, we were posted to El Paso and Shilo, for that and he was posted to Fort Churchill without us for over a year. I was looking at the maps and pictures, there are honestly big trees now, because when I lived there there was nothing. I remember having to get my Father's written permission for any soldier who dated me. I only dated one, Gary Emery. My Dad was very strict. Can anyone out there remember when the PMs were patrolling the streets and there was a curfew and you would always have to show the written letter, (if you were with a young soldier). As I said previously, we obeyed the rules, not like today. The pictures of the houses bring back so many memories, good and bad, I remember them so differently, haha. My husband brought me back to Camp Picton, (I kept bragging about what angreat place it had been, I should have never returned. It was no longer a base, the houses had been sold and really not looked after and the feeling I had when we drove away was sad and I started to cry. This was not the place I had called home so many times, I should have JUST lived with my memories. Haha Thanks again for letting me yack, there is so much to go through on your site, it was really a great idea to have.