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It is with pride and joy that I wish to inform you that my first grand
son was born this morning, Lucas Robert Trépanier, weighing 8 lbs 9 ounces.
After 48 hours of labor, the mother, Kelly, and son, are both well and
resting at the Civic Hospital in Ottawa while the father, Jezreel, is
excited beyond words. Everything went well and yes, the baby looks
just like Kelly. See attached photo.
C'est avec tres grande joie et honeur que vous informe de la naissance
de mon premier petit fils, Lucas Robert Trépanier, pesant 8 livres 9 onces.
Apres 48 heures de travail, la maman, Kelly et son fils, se reposent a
l'Hopital Civic d'Ottawa pendant que papa Jezreel ne peut se contenir
d'excitements. Tout s'est bien passé, et le bébé ressemble a sa
maman come deux goutes d'eau. (voir photo attachée)
This might fit under the Miscellaneous
In fall of 1992 (or perhaps spring 93..the
memory fades), the Canadian High Commission team put many years of futility
behind them and won the US Softball league championship. Two former ELs
on that team.
That’s Pete’s son in the front row
From: Leger Roy [iodinia (at)
Sent: Friday, November 11, 2011 18:34
This was a BMW ad in the Maclean's magazine that I am a
subscriber to. I am sure it is only in my magazine. How they are
able to insert any name in a mass produced issue is beyond comprehension.
I was never contacted on the subject by Maclean's. Isn't technology
wonderful. I am sure if you check a Maclean's magazine on the newstands
that my name will not appear on it. It was inserted between pages 14 and
15 in the Nov. 14. 2011 issue. Sidney Crosby's picture is on the front
From: Roly Mailloux
Sent: Monday, May 23, 2011 21:41
Subject: European Cycling Tour 2011
Dear Family and Friends,
On Wednesday morning, May 25th, I will be leaving for an 8.5 week cycling trip
in Europe. I will be flying to Amsterdam to begin cycling along the Rhine and
the Danube with a sidetrip to Brussels. I hope to cycle as far as the Black Sea.
If successful, my trip will cover over 4000 kms. I will be returning from
Istanbul to Montreal on July 25th.
While I'm away I would ask you to stop sending
any joke and non essential e-mails. Thank you.
I will also be writing a blog at " www.maillord1.blogspot.com
" if you would like to keep abreast of my travels.
From: Dan Burns
Sent: January-15-11 06:04
Subject: On a roll in 1944 T6
This was truly the highlight of my trip to Florida!
There is nothing (even a Duc!) that sounds better than the gurgle of a
T6. What a treat to fly. Another addition to the bucket list.
All the best in 2011.
January 5 2011
Ray Fortin has received a message from
Jerry Proc announcing a new book published by the Radio Society of Great Britian
"INSIDE ENIGMA: The Secrets of the
ENIGMA Machine and other Historic Cipher Machines."
Sending you a photo of me
splitting my firewood...with the log size and the fact that
it was also very much green it took a lot more energy to
split those...anyway, it took me 7 hrs over two mornings to
split everything and pile it all nicely back...this lot will
suffice me for next year...but will continue to cut with my
chain saw to put more in reserve as my brother in law has
many more trees to be cut to pieces...my axe is an 8 lbs
splitting axe from Princess Auto..it`s marvellous and as
long as I can I will do a Lou Bérubé and not buy myself a
log splitter...for me it`s better than going to the
gym...alone there with my job site radio sitting on the top
of the oil drum on the right, with my thermos of coffee and
packed lunch is my happiness...really...I'm 15 lbs lighter
than last September and now aiming for another 5 or more
this year...which will bring me to l80 lbs...and from there
work towards the 175 which will be just great for my old
We visited the
Connolly's in PEI. We had dinner in a Lebanese restaurant and then went
to the racetrack to loose a few dollars and drink a few pints. As you can see
they are both well. When we met them at the house, she was cutting the grass
and he was in his workshop working on a power supply.
Here are some
pictures of the mess that greeted us today. Nothing major broken but a lot of
sorting out with tons of loose stamps on the floor. I am glad I was not here
when it happened. Some broken dishes and glasses, pictures were off the walls,
I would hate to see a 7 earthquake. The wine racks were OK but lots of broken
jars, luckily, no full ones. Tons of nails, screws and bolts on the floor in
the shed and the same to a lesser extent in the garage. The furniture was
moved around. The chimney looks ok. We have not heard if the dam has been
damaged 5 km up river. It will be a while before things get back to normal.
OK, I've built a new album. The new URL is:
It's a private album so only folks that click on
that link will be able to view it.
It is fitting that 22 April is an
Old FARTS day! Would you please buy a round for everyone on my behalf on
OldFARTS Day, and I'll make it up to you when I'm next in Ottawa?
You might recall these DON and DAN stories:
We went sailing in my boat on the Ottawa River c. 1974 and capsized the thing
right in the middle. We managed to right it after awhile, and get back to
shore. We pulled the boat out of the water, and went to my cottage in
Quebec to drink G & Ts.
Another time in Aylmer, Don came over in the middle of winter in his Austen
Mini, which he said could go through more snow than my Datsun truck. It
couldn't, and he spent the night in Quebec.
Don replaced me in Saigon. I met him on the tarmac as he got off the
plane, purple jeans, tie-died shirt, hair all over the place: I don't
think either of us remembered much more than that.
From: Terrance Hayes
Sent: Thursday, April 02, 2009 14:15
Subject: April 1
When I arrived in Paris, it finished what was an almost wholesale turnover of
embassy technical staff. Only Roy Lewis, the Sr EL remained. Leger Roy had
arrived just weeks before me and was still searching for a place to live. Techs
were not very popular around the Comm Centre at that time.
With the passing of time things vastly improved, so much so that we often went
out for Friday lunches with our operator colleagues.
On our first April 1 in Paris Ray Boisvert and several of his colleagues came
into our office and asked me to tell Leger that a Mr. Lyon called and left a
message for him to call; that he was visiting Paris and would like to talk. I
knew immediately, by the interest this group showed, that it was an April first
I dutifully scribbled a note and left it on Legers desk.
When Leger came in he questioned the note and with curiosity asked what time the
call came in and, more to himself, tried to figure out who Mr Lyon was. He came
up with a name of some he knows with a similar name and asked me if that was
maybe the name. I replied that he had a French accent and that maybe I heard the
name wrong. That the fellow seemed to know him and was interested in getting
together for a drink. CM's continually poked their head in and out of the office
while this played out.
That piqued Leger's interest and he dialled the phone number. The lady who
answered asked who he would like to talk to and he said Monsieur Lyon.
The Lady at the other end of the line said "Mais qui monsieur? Nous
avons eu 6 appels qui demandaient a parler a monsieur lion ce matin."
"Mais non, monsieur, c'est un zoo."
While Leger was on the phone a crowd of CM's worked their way into the office
and were very jubilant at pulling off this prank.
Leger took it very well.
Date: Sat, 14 Mar 2009 11:56:24 -0400
Well after sitting 3 hours on the runway in Ottawa
waiting for clearance from air traffic control in Newark, NJ, we finally
managed to take off. The reason for the delay, they explained, was due
to very high winds in Newark making it difficult for planes to land safely and
things were really backed up. Control didn't want us to arrive in Newark and
add to all the planes circulating overhead waiting to land. Needless to say I
missed 2 connecting flights to Atlanta but was able to get on a third flight
which got me into Atlanta at midnight. I had plenty of time to make my
connecting flight to Liberia, Costa Rica, as it wasn't scheduled to depart
until 10:20. I just had to find a way to kill 10 hours or so. I managed to
find an all night fast food joint in concourse C (I was in concourse D) and
after walking over there got something to eat. Then I found a quiet spot and
stretched out on some benches and managed to doze off for a couple hours.
Around 5 AM I was able to find a Delta staff and was told my flight for Costa
Rica was departing from D2, which of course, was way over on the
other side of town. I was the first one at gate D2 at 7:00 AM when the gate
crew arrived. Checked in - made myself comfortable - and proceeded to wait
another 3 hours for boarding. Around 8 the gate crew annouced there was a
change in the departure gate and that we would now be taking off from D33
which was at the opposite end of concours D. Bloody HELL!!! I had been up
on my feet (more or less) for over 24 hours. I dragged my ass over to D33.
This killed another half hour. At 9 the gate crew announced there were seats
available in first class at $150. I rushed over to the counter only to find
there were already a dozen people in front of me. Would I get a 1st class seat
or not. I really needed the extra leg room, etc just so I could relax and
maybe catch a little more shut eye before arriving in Liberia. I got lucky.
There was still a seat available for me and a window seat to boot. I gladly
paid the extra money. Once again my flight was delayed by 50 mins or so due to
the plane having arrived late from Timbucktoo or some such place. Eventually
we were given th OK to takeoff. As I had expected I was able to stretch
out and doze off for a couple hours in between drinks, hot towels, lunch
(filet mignon), movie, etc. Fortunately the young fellow in the seat
next to me was an experienced flyer (turns out he is a pilot for Air Canada
and flies out of Atlanta). Anyway we arrived in Liberia at 2:35 PM about 15
mins behind schedule. Must have had a tailwind. Local time was 12:35 outside
temp 91 F. Getting off the plane was like stepping into a blast furnace.
Fortunately it was only a short walk to the non-airconditionned terminal. But
there was one big honking ceiling fan slowly turning and trying to keep the
air circulating. It is the biggest ceiling fan I have ever seen and I am told
it is called "Big Ass Fan". Note to self - be sure and get a picture
of fan on the way out. I made it through passport control without any problems
and proceeded to wait for my bags to arrive on the conveyer belt. Well after
waiting over half an hour there was no sign of my suitcase and my golf clubs.
Guess they didn't have enough time to make the connecting flights...duh!!!
Anyways, after filling out the necessary missing luggage forms I was informed
that there was another flight coming in later on in the evening at 6:30 and
that my bags would most likely be on it. Dennis, my brother, was anxiously
waiting for me at arrivals. He asked a terminal staff if there was anyone
left inside from flight DL353. "Yes", she said, "two
more". Dennis asked, "Does one of them have a white beard?"
"Si" was all she said. Needless to say I was a bit concerned about
my missing luggage, especially my golf clubs. How the hell was I going to beat
my brother at golf without my golf clubs. Oh well, if I lost, at least I would
have a good excuse. We drove into town - about 25 kms - did a little tour down
to the beach and eventually arrived at Dennis' humble abode. Had a beer and
went off to have a nap. Got up at 5:00. Went in the pool for a quick
refreshing dip - had a beer and drove out to the airport once we heard the
plane pass overhead at 6:25. Oh, by the way, I forgot to mention that on the
way to the airport to pick me up Dennis came across an accident. A humongous
semi had clipped a telephone pole or somehow had managed to catch the power
lines and knocked out all communications on the western side of Coco. No
phones, no cable, no internet, no communications ... just beer!!! We passed by
the work crews on the way to the airport. Dennis assured me they would keep on
working through the night until they had things up and running again. On
arrival at the airport the security guy was reluctant to allow me to go in and
look for my bags. He eventually called the supervisor over who escorted
me in and there were my bags. They looked a little beat up but intact. I was
allowed to clear customs and off we went to have dinner at a local restaurant
along the highway on the way back to Coco. On the way home we again passed the
cable repair guys still beavering away. I wanted to stop and offer them some
encouragement - maybe a beer or two would help - but Dennis said it would be
best not to stop.
Just wanted to let you all know that I've arrived
safely and so far the weather is cooperating. Mind you they could turn it down
a notch or two ... this is bloody hot ... oh well will just have to have
another cold one and try and keep cool.
From: Louis Cote
Subject: Email address change firstname.lastname@example.org
Received: Friday, November 28, 2008, 7:38 AM
Hi to everyone!!!!!!
As most of you know by now, we've opened a restaurant "REBARCE"
(means "RIBS"). The specialities of the house are:
ribs, chicken wings, and pork knuckles, plus the regular Serbian
It was lots of work during the renovations and now lots of
hours...(so much for retiring :)))).
Anyway for those of you that will be in the Ottawa area during the
Holidays, I'll be ther between Dec 24 - Jan 15. So if anybody
would like to get together for a pivo or two, send me an email.
Cheers to all..........L
We were told to
expect a lot of water. The le Lievre basin is full and the province has
ordered the opening of the dams. The water is one foot below the top of the
well and the electrical outlet is 8 inches above that. Once the water
reaches the outlet, the breaker will trip and we will be sans water. A beaver
dam has let go and flooded the road. The picture does not do justice to the
condition of the road as the truck went through. Only Marg's screams
which would have been heard at quite a distance would have given any
indication of the precariousness of the truck, the new truck
about to be washed down the embankment.
Stay tuned for
the next episode, cheers, lou
< sent us an interesting message and pictures Thursday, April 17, 2008 15:04
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From: David Smith [drdee
Sent: Friday, February 08, 2008 16:18
Fortin spent an inordinate amount of time converting a book of old negatives
to digitized B&W photos. I now have them sorted and have created
five albums per below.
would be grateful if you would send this to all our CM colleagues (The EL
website has links as well) in the hope that they can identify some of the
"unknowns" - I don't think any are CM's or EL's. I am still
missing a few first names so I would appreciate anyone with further
infomation letting me know.
photos cover those who joined in the 60's up to and including 1971. A
couple of EL colleagues were the photographers and it's suspected that the
purpose was for passport purposes since we didn't use ID cards in those days
prior to our move to the Pearson building. It is thought that the CR's
worked in the mail room which came under the Comms division which accounts
for their being in "our book". I have also included an
album of those "associated" with the Comms division - the
old-timers will recognize these folks.
Fm: Ray Palmer
<palmer (at) telus.net> wrote:
Sad to hear Don Butt is in the hospital. Thanks for your good work on our OFARTS
website! Say 'hi' to everyone that shows at lunch.
So glad that I've been able to sort out my problems with
your address. I think its all down to me and finger trouble and perhaps
what we call "senior moments"!!!
So, sorry that I didn't succeed in replying to your most
welcome message of 20 October. At the time I was having trouble with my
computer, then I went off to Spain, got back just before Christmas, big
family party at home, New Year, etc, etc. (Excuses excuses!!!).
Anyway I bought myself a new laptop with all the latest whistles and
bells (which no doubt became out of date as soon as I opened the
box). Ain't this modern stuff magic? I spent my whole working life
in communications and electronics and I still think its all magic.
It was wonderful to learn from Hannah Lewis that you had
asked for my E-Mail address and to be remembered after all these years.
I feel slightly humbled. I have enjoyed looking at the OFARTS
website, seeing many of my old friends from Canada and remembering the good
times we had here in the UK, at various posts overseas and your wonderful
hospitality on my visits to Ottawa. This message gives me the
opportunity to wish a belated Happy New Year and good health to you and all
who have survived the passing years since we last met. I have a wee dram
by my hand as I type this and I pause to raise it in honour of all of you.
Its over nineteen years since I retired and I have to say
that I've enjoyed every day of them. I keep telling the world that
there's never been a better time to be retired and I'm not sure that it will
ever be as good again. My ambition on retiring was to potter - and
that's what I have done. I've had a house in France where my daughter
lives but now I have one in Spain where my eldest son lives. So me and
my beloved spend a lot of time there. We sold our old cottage in Stoke
Bruerne eight years ago and now live in Towcester. Principal hobbies are
painting, photography, Bridge, and difficult crosswords.
By and large I enjoy good health though a few bits don't
move as well as they used to do. I still manage 18 holes of golf now and
then though these days I need a buggy!! Priscilla is struggling a
lot with back problems and legs that don't work very well but we both count
ourselves very lucky to be here.
I used to keep in touch with Russ Scott and Flora and was
very saddened by the loss of both. I missed sending my usual Christmas
card to Ron Cooke this year
but tell him I have't forgotten him and Mary.
I attach a (fairly) recent photograph of myself in
case I bump into anyone on the street who only remembers what I used to look
My very best regards
have made a trophy to be given to an OLD FART to honour the
technological event of the month. The recipient will keep it for
a maximum of 4 weeks and will decide who should get it next. It could
be passed on just after a week if event warrants it. Of course, should the
deserving OLD FART live outside the region, he will be responsible for the
just could not let all these technical happenings go unrewarded. It should
be ready for next Wednesday and will be given to??????????????????????
Mohamed does not come to the mountain, the mountain goes to the Mohamed.
Marg, in her wisdom, quit Bell Expressview with its satellite up in the sky
for Starchoice with its satellite low in the sky. Needless to say, we
lost reception after the first snow storm. So I climbed and they climbed to
clear the snow off the roof. They offered a solution, a longer mast for
$75. Being frugal, even with her money, I rigged the extension ladder so I
could reach their installation. It took them a 40' ladder to do the
initial installation. I do not have one. So up I went, took off
the dish, installed an 18" extension using a 2" X 6" and had
them come back with their ladder and reinstalled the dish. She now has
decent reception. My set up will stay there until spring just in case we get
another 4' of snow.
From: Bill Rabbie
Sent: Thursday, January 03, 2008 12:20
Subject: FILE PICTURE
You can post this or not, I look a bit different than the
young fellow you have a picture of!!
Anyhow this is my wife Marthe and self taken at Wellington-on-the-Lake
in the summer at our retirement community.
Happy New Year to you and your family.
All the best for 2008.
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