• 1951-58 Royal Naval Engineering College Keyham/Manadon (Marine Engineering);
• Royal Naval College Greenwich (Naval Construction);
• Reactor School, AERE Harwell;
• Innumerable service and project management courses. Career Outline:
• Const.Lt. 1959-62 NDHQ Ottawa-Ship Design
• Const.LCdr 1962-65 HMC Dockyard, Halifax-Ship Repair
• Const.LCdr. 1965-68 NDHQ Ottawa-Ship Design
• Const.LCdr. 1968-71 UK Exchange-LEANDER Frigate Project Manager (44 Ships)
• Const.LCdr. 1971-73 NDHQ Ottawa-DDH 280 Project Systems Engineer
• Constructor 1973-76 UK MOD-Ship Habitability
• Constructor 1976-79 UK MOD-INVINCIBLE Aircraft Carriers (3) Project Management
• Constructor 1979-91 UK MOD-Ship Costing and Contract Negotiations for Frigate, Conventional and Nuclear submarines, Trident missile Submarines, Minesweepers.
• Community Activities: Local Government Parish Councillor,City of Bath Mayor's Honorary Guides, Public Footpaths management ,Kennet & Avon Canal Association, Music Festivals. Current Interest: Opera, Classical Music, Theatre,Bridge, Walking, gardening, Continuing Education, History, Archaeology, Antiques, Foreign Travel.

As a result of my Air Cadet service and the good connections of the squadron CO (a director on the National Committee), I lucked into both a flying scholarship in 1948 and a League scholarship to Royal Roads in 1949. The rest is history. The four years spent sloping off at RR and RMC paid off with a commission that took me and the AIR/P portion of our class all over the country in the summer and fall of 1953. Since my sinuses didn't take kindly to the rapid ups and downs of jet flying, I was shipped off to Centralia for a short stint as a staff pilot at the Air Radio Officers School (remembered fondly by Fitz, I'm sure). I learned that fully loaded Dakota does a very spectacular hammerhead stall. My next job saw me boring holes in the sky in both Harvards and Expeditors in support of the GCA school at Aylmer, Ontario for the next three years. My reward for my perseverance was a posting in 1957 to the fighting 109th Communications Flight (the only operational unit in Air Div at the time) at 2(F)Wing Grostenquin, France. A medical grounding based on questionable circumstances saw me back in Canada in 1958.

After extensive testing at the IAM, 1107 Avenue Road, Toronto, I was released and went to work as a field rep (repo man) for a finance company. I crossed paths with a mobile recruiting unit, and accepted the Queen's shilling again, this time as a Supply Officer. After successfully passing the requisite drinking course at Aylmer (again), I started my second service career at Saskatoon in 1960. This posting was rather short-lived because the station was closed in 1962. Being rather parsimonious, the RCAF moved me down the road to help open the radar station at Yorkton (the only station at which the "hill" was lower than the domestic site). I managed a short respite from gophers and blizzards by attending the RCAF Staff School at, once again, 1107 Avenue Road.

While in Saskatoon, at the suggestion of one of the guest speakers at Aylmer, I took the IBM aptitude test, but heard nothing further until my posting to Air Materiel Command HQ in Rockcliffe in 1965 as a programmer analyst. G/C, later AVM Millward was the AOC at the time. I learned something about programming the IBM705 (a 64K room filler) from an IBM service rep who was one page ahead of us in the text ( he knew his stuff, but this was the first time that he had taught on this specific computer).

There were greater things in store than I was aware of at the time. A six week course at Sheppard AFB, outside Wichita Falls, Texas, in 100-degree plus weather, qualified me as a functional analyst just in time to join the DEVIL programme in an attempt to automate the logistics capability of the then integrated (?) CAF. My dedication to duty (among other things, proving all the designs in the First Great Paper Airplane Contest book) earned me an exchange posting in 1969 to USAF Logistics Command HQ at Wright-Patterson AFB, Ohio, to teach them how to do automated integrated logistics. They saw fit to award me their Air Force Commendation Medal for my contribution. I think I earned it for all the duty free booze-ups that I contributed to. Good things never last, so I was back in Ottawa in 1971.

This time I was putting my experience as an analyst to use in trying to prove the design that arose from the DEVIL programme. It was a short step from this job to becoming the Materiel Group Management Information Control Authority (MICA) desk officer with very little control and not much authority, overseeing the expenditure of some $60 million on automation at one stage. This job saw me through to CRA in 1977. After a stint as a "consultant", I managed to get the job back as a Class 'C' reservist, and spun it out until we managed to get it converted to a civilian position in 1984. I finally retired from my fourth career during the big downsizing in 1996 (took the money and ran). This may sound like a very limited and dead ended career, but the job was never the same two years running because of the constantly changing technology and my perennial cry of "There's got to be a better way!". By the time I finally left, things were getting better as the red tape was being slashed on all sides.

Being retired is not all it's cracked up to be. While the money is good, I sometimes threaten to go back to work, simply to get a rest. Family Matters: I married Mary Fornasier (thanks, Moe) in 1954. We have four sons who managed to survive all the travelling without serious trauma, five grandsons ranging in age, at the time of preparation, from twenty years to 10 months, and two granddaughters.

3165 Rundle JR (John)
Family: Married Cpl Sonja Nichols, RCAF 1956; son Cliff : helicopter pilot, flying north of Yellowknife, son Dave: Major Ld SH, currently student at British Army Staff College; daughter Carolyn: chef at Windmills Cafe Kingston; son Steven: captain - C130 pilot 435 Sqn Winnipeg. Education:Queens: Civil Engineering 54, Msc 58

Career Highlights:Taught at RMC; Head RCAF Site Development and Planniing Branch Base Construction Engineer - Greenwood; Project Manager CFB Valcartier; Staff Officer - SHAPE; BTSO CFB Borden Director Military Engr Ops NDHQ; DCOS, Technical Services, Training System; Retired as a Colonel 1987.

Current Activities: Travel and mountain hiking, playing trombone - Trenton Citizens Band, ,active in Community Care and Church, Air Cadet League - Ontario Provincial Committee.

3168 Simmons TG (Tom)
Wife, Verna, three children, five grandchildren

• 53-64 Shell Oil, Senior Landman
• 64-65 Western Metals Land Manager
• 65-71 Canadian Industrial Gas &Oil, Land Manager
• Kingside Minerals and Investments. Started and owned a small oil and gas producer, sold because of Trudeau's National Energy Policy (NEP) (You weren't alone Tom! Ed)
• 84-95 Simmons Management, owned smal oil & gas pproducing company
• Hayden Resources, a family owned small oil & gas producer

Now, imagine this; Phyllis, slim, blonde and beautiful, smiling at her husband, telling me that she had always been interested in history. Why, her Grandfather, Stanley Wayman Brewster, had just been invited to attend a ceremony at Plymouth Rock to welcome the replica of the Mayflower to North America. He was the nearest living descendant of William Brewster, religious leader of the Pilgrims, who had arrived in this country in 1620. Check. On one of the honeymoon days, I thought I might demonstrate what a fine rifle shot I was. (After all, I was an RMC.) I set up some bean cans on the shore of the lake and picked off a couple. I then told Phyllis to have a try. "You'll soon get the hang of it, sweetheart."' "Which one do you want me to hit?" There was only one bean can left upright so I didn't know what she meant. "Which letter do you want me to hit?" she asked. "Eh?" I said. She picked off the can. When I retrieved it, it read BE*NS. Check.

Phyllis went to Halifax to get a job and rent an apartment. She was going to be the family breadwinner while I went through Dalhousie law school. I signed up with the RCAF while she was away. I was transferred to 426 (T) Squadron at Lachine, PQ, flying the Korean Airlift. I was too young to draw marriage allowance so Phyllis got a job as a lady foreman at RCA Victor (they had the contract for servicing RCAF radar equipment). She was paid more than the world traveler. Winnipeg, 1956. I was teaching at the Nav School. The Smallwoods were $3,000 in debt. I told Phyllis that if she could do a better job with the money, she should jolly well have a go at it. Phyllis took over the family budget and by 1959 the Smallwoods had $3,000 in the bank. Check.

During our stay at Winnipeg, we had two children, Joey (of course) and Janice Elaine. I was transferred to 402 (T) Squadron as a Regular Support Officer (in Winnipeg) where I wrote some songs and lyrics. The squadron performed them in an evening of song and dance for charity in Winnipeg, Edmonton and Calgary. The Winnipeg winters were getting us down. I applied to HQ asking to be transferred to a warmer climate. Phyllis warned me that they probably didn't have much of a sense of humour at HQ. She was wrong. I was transferred back to the Air Navigation School as a student to get my air interceptor wings, then Cold Lake and Baden Soellingen on CF 100's (419 Moose Squadron).

Europe was exciting. After each international alarm (Berlin Crisis, the Wall), when our squadron was stood down for R and R, Phyllis would drive me and the kids to Italy where I would recuperate for forty or fifty days. Switzerland, too, but only in summer; we still were trying to get over Winnipeg. After our perfectly serviceable CF 100's were bulldozed off the field at Prestwick (somebody bought them for scrap), we were transferred to Metz where Phyllis won the Air Division Car Rally in our Triumph. (I was the navigator.) We had just found our apartment and gotten the kids into school when a frantic message arrived at Metz halting repatriation of CF 100 crews because CF 100's would be needed in India. That night Phyllis and I went to the mess and cracked some Mumm's. We made plans.

In Canada, transferred to Chatham on 416 Voodoo Squadron, I had to be cross trained on the CFIOI, so, I was in Bagotville. Meanwhile, Phyllis went shopping for our farm in the Annapolis Valley. When she found it, she took the bankroll she had saved from our grocery money and bought the thing. I was aghast when she told me she had paid full price. I wasn't upset for very long. Two days later, the town of Wolfville announced sewer and water lines would be installed to the edge of the property. I didn't much care about the real estate value of the farm because I was going to be a farmer. But the Airforce threw a wrench into the works. The same week I resigned, Paul Hellyer announced integration of the Armed Forces. Of course, a gaggle of people resigned and, instead of just me getting out in time to plant my crop, I was held up for six months 'at the Queen's pleasure' with all of the disenchanted.

Phyllis was strangely calm that I wouldn't be able to get our land prepared and the crops in. I found out the reason why on one of my weekends home from Bagotville. Phyllis had found a job for me,just to tide us over until the next crop year. On May 10, 1967, 1 reported to IB4C Dockyard, Halifax, as a junior Civilian Personnel Officer. Over the next few years, as I was promoted to Shearwater, back to Dockyard, to Maritime Command HQ and then NDHQ, Phyllis created an atmosphere in our home that allowed me to indulge myself. I became a wood carver (eventually carving a chess set that is played on an 8 foot by 8 foot board) and I began to practice the piano again. I retrieved enough of my piano skills to play at the National Arts Center during a reception for David Peterson, then Premier of Ontario.

Phyllis looked after selling the farm. She then shopped for some land 'a bit further out'. She bought a couple of adjoining pieces (in Nova Scotia) and our house in Ottawa. She asked if she could go into real estate as a business. I said, "Of course not." Our son, Joey, went off to University to become a teacher, married a beautiful Francophone teacher, Zenonia Fulham, and has two great kids; one of them named Joseph. Janice Elaine, married 13719 Paul Anthony Conway. They have two great kids (Great kids come in two's); one of them named Joseph.

Meanwhile, I was busy being Director of Civilian Personnel and my Phyllis was faced with an empty nest. She entered the real estate business as a salesman for Canada Trust in Ottawa where she was just as successful helping other people buy real estate as she had been buying it for us. She made subtle suggestions that I should come to work with her; she would help me get started. However, I was ordered to take on a new position at NDHQ as Director of Civilian Training and Development. And that's what I did until it became obvious that there was too much business for Phyllis to handle all by herself. In 1986, despite the fact that I would take a cut in my pension, I left DND and became, eventually, a real estate associate broker at Canada Trust. Our son-in-law, Captain (now Major) Conway was transferred to Ottawa and our daughter, Janice Elaine was recruited for the Smallwood real estate team. If you ever want to know what efficiency is, go to work, for your wife and daughter!

Check and Mate.Art Beamer got my pension loss removed, so I retired on full pension despite my early departure. (Joe Beamer, the all-Canadian boy!) Phyllis and I retired from active real estate in 1992. Elaine Smallwood still carries on the Smallwood Family business and can be reached at 6l3/830/3350. We continue to live in Ottawa; can't leave the house on the Parkway. Phyllis sold the land in Nova Scotia at the appropriate time. Together with the son-in-law, she has purchased a seventy-five foot, two storey, 19th century river boat on the Rideau at Upper Brewer's Locks. Any morning now, the animals will come two by two. My four grandchildren say their Grandad is a great story-teller. So, with Phyl's encouragement, I have written a novel and am completing the second of four companion novels. I expect to hear from the publisher soon. Some of you guys are in Book One. (Ed Note: We look forward to it)