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Life & Times of Randall D. Hawes

We are settled back into our hometown now. We have been wandering for 6 years, but a combination of the lack of employment opportunities where we have been (with causes that are far too numerous to mention here) and the serious illness of parents drew us back to the homestead.

The old hometown

Orillia Ontario Canada

Not that we are having any more success here on the employment front. When you are +/- 60 it is virtually impossible to get past the first hurdle of employer review of submitted resumes to even get to an interview. If they even get a whiff that you are ‘mature’ or have not worked for as little as a few weeks, your submission gets set aside immediately.

Why do they do that? Because they can. Unemployment and underemployment are so high, employers don’t have to consider anyone except those whom they judge to be their perfect candidates. And quite often they’re wrong in that judgement and soon after they have to repeat the process. Except they do the same thing again, expecting a different result. That’s the definition of insanity, isn’t it?

However, the lack of productive employment will give me the opportunity to write more posts here. Expect the unexpected.

Cheers!

 

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Another Fine Mess

Posted by admin on December 18, 2011
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The Laurel-Hardy Murder Case

DVD cover of The Laurel-Hardy Murder Case

Back in the late 50′s and through the 60′s, when I was a little younger than today, one of my favourite TV shows was Laurel & Hardy. They made famous a highly misquoted saying, spoken by Oliver Hardy to Stan Laurel - “Well, here’s another nice mess you’ve gotten me into!” in their 1930 film The Laurel-Hardy Mystery Case. It was usually Oliver who created the mess in the first place, but he would always blame Stanley.

I know that I have always said it as – “Well Stanley, here’s another fine mess you’ve gotten us into!” That’s probably the most common variation, and stems from their 1930 film titled Another Fine Mess.

However you say it, the meaning is the same.

(Just as an aside, the exclamation D’oh! was first uttered in many of the Laurel & Hardy films by Scottish actor James Finlayson. What is old, becomes new again!)

Getting back to my main theme, another fine mess, I want to talk about my current situation, how I got myself into it, why I’m in it, and issue a warning to anyone else contemplating following my steps into the abyss.

Back in 2006 (which sure seems like ‘the old days’ now), my wife and I were both gainfully employed in reasonable secure full-time jobs that we enjoyed. For 17 years, we had been living in a “wonderful” old 1920′s 2-story red brick house where we had raised our children and were close to family and friends. (I put ‘wonderful’ in quotations because anyone who has owned one of these knows how much work it is to keep up!) We should still be there.

In late 2005, my very talented brother decided (along with some other magnificent musicians) to launch a Pink Floyd tribute band and tour around western Canada playing in theatres. The legacy of this project can be seen on the All In All It’s Just… website (which I designed and built, btw). I was the Manager of all things, from bookings to bookkeeping.

I was very excited about the project and wanted to be part of it, so in May 2006 we left our jobs, packed up our worldly goods, and moved lock-stack-and-barrel to the Comox Valley on Vancouver Island where my brother lived. The project was an artistic success, if not a monetary success. We had some great times and developed some lasting memories.

My wife had been hired by a non-profit organization in late 2006 and absolutely loved her job. She had made many friends through her employment and thoroughly enjoyed it. I was employed at a company for 2 years and while enjoying the job and my co-workers immensely, I had to leave in late 2009 because of: 1) stress caused by dysfunctional management, and 2) a head injury I suffered while on that job, an injury that I did not recognize as serious at the time, but which impaired my thought processes, unbeknownst to me. In spite of attending a 3 month job-hunt training program in early 2010, I was unable to find any further employment.

In early summer 2011, my wife was unfairly and callously released from her position because of a dysfunctional Board Of Directors. All of her co-workers and associated colleagues at other organizations were outraged by this action, but the deed was done and there was no going back. Through various government-funded job search organizations, she began investigating employment openings in the same general field, but was told not to expect to find one any earlier than perhaps a year and a half in that geographical area.

We had both become disenchanted with the general atmosphere and cultural disposition of the people, which was pervasive in the Comox Valley. (As my wife remarked many times, the people in the Valley were ‘dfferent’. You can take from that what you wish.) I discussed moving out of the Comox Valley with her, and the sum of it was: she didn’t really want to leave, but would; she didn’t want to move elsewhere on the Island; nowhere else in BC met her liking; she didn’t want to settle in Alberta, Saskatchewan, or Manitoba; so that left Ontario. She didn’t want to return to our hometown of Orillia because she believed that it had degenerated over the years; she didn’t want to move to a big city; so we finally settled on Alliston, because she had a good friend there and we both thought employment prospects were good.

So, once again, we packed up all our worldly goods and travelled 4,500 KMs overland to Alliston. For some reason, my wife had the idea that Alliston was a larger center with all the amenities. She never mentioned this to me, so I was never able to correct her. After staying there for a couple of weeks with her friend, she decided that she didn’t want to live in Alliston because it was too small and there wasn’t any public transit to get around. After further discussion, we decided that Barrie held the best prospects for us, as it was billed as one of the fastest growing cities in Canada and was purportedly “booming”.

Not quite.

After we had already found a place to live in Barrie, and before we had even physically moved into Barrie, the story broke that in fact, Barrie had the highest official unemployment rate in the country at 11.7%. Wonderful. Just, wonderful. And this has born out to be truthful. After literally months of scouring job sites, emailing resumes, faxing resumes, dropping off resumes at various locations, uploading resumes to various online employment sites, joining employment agencies, going to courses, obtaining or upgrading licenses and certificates, our job hunt has been a complete failure. Not even a nibble. Not even a call back for a first interview. Nada. Nothing. My wife is despondent and her spirit is broken.

Now, time has run out, along with our cash. Every minute of every day now, my wife mutters to herself; “Well Randy, this is another fine mess you’ve gotten us into!”

Yup. I done did it this time. We’re screwed.

So, what lessons can I provide to others? Well, these are them, as I see it:

  • There is high unemployment out there, much much higher than what the “official government statistics” state.
  • Remember that this is not the same economic/employment world as it was prior to 2008. Profits are up, but employers are realizing that they can get higher profits without hiring additional personnel. They are not hiring.
  • Do not believe that Ontario is the economic engine of the country and that there are jobs for the asking, because it is not and there are not.
  • Politicians (Governments) do not care about you.
  • Of you are a Boomer looking for a job in this current economic/employment malaise, you will most likely not get hired. Most businesses/organizations are owned or managed by Gen X’ers and staffed with Millennials. They will not hire you.
  • The grass is not greener on the other side of the fence (or the country). I’m sure most of you have already learned this lesson, one way or the other.
  • If you suffer a head injury of any significance, go to a doctor and demand a full diagnosis and treatment plan. Tell your significant other that, if you suffer a head injury and don’t seem to be thinking straight, they should insist that you go to a doctor, even if you don’t believe anything is wrong.
  • If you know someone who is unemployed and looking for a job, actively become involved. Give them suggestions, ask around for them, ask your friends for them, ask your bosses for them. Don’t just lay back and do nothing, using the excuse that it’s none of your business and they’ll take care of themselves. You need to care about others.

I hope that with this missive I am able to prevent even one person from making similar mistakes/misjudgments that I have made. I hope that it isn’t all for naught.

You all take care of yourselves, and remember to care about others. They need you. My wife and I will continue our struggles and end up somewhere, together or apart. Life will go on.

May the Good Fairy spread bippy dust on your dreams.

 

Sunset Over Comox

 

 

 

 

 

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Originally posted August 31 2010

Why Does Canada, Alone, Have a Highway Of Heroes?

This is a very interesting and fascinating question, which could probably fill an entire Ph.D. Thesis and still not be fully answered. One would need to delve into history, psychology, sociology and cultural anthropology to even begin to understand this phenomena that has morphed into a sense of unbridled national pride .. something that Canadians rarely demonstrated in the past.

Patrol In Khandahar Province

Patrol In Khandahar Province

 

I am going to attempt to keep the answer to this question short and simple, if only because a blog post needs to be kept below or not much over 2,000 words. Any more than that and eyes start to glaze over and readers click off in search of some other means of instant gratification. So, right off the bat, let’s give some possible answers to this question – Why does Canada, and NO other country, have a Highway Of Heroes?

  1. Click on this link and scroll down to the picture of the fellow wearing the baseball cap. Read the writing on the back of the cap. Now scroll down and read the comments.
  2. Know that, while most Canadians do not support the war in Afghanistan, they do support their Armed Forces, completely and unequivocally.
  3. Know also that there is no disconnect between the Forces and the public in Canada, there is no “them” and “us”. They are representatives of ourselves. They are our mothers and fathers, our sons and daughters, our brothers and sisters, our aunts and uncles, our cousins. They are our blood.
  4. The Soldiers did not decide to enter the war in Afghanistan, the politicians did. The politicians issue the orders. The Soldiers must obey, and pay the price.

Does that answer the question for you, in short form? I am going to continue on with this article and expand a bit on the history and cultural influences that drive this phenomenon. If you would prefer to learn more through audio-video, rather than reading, just follow this link to the YouTube search listing for Canada Highway Of Heroes. There are scores of videos to watch.

What Is The Highway Of Heroes?

The Highway Of Heroes is a 172 kilometer [107 mile] stretch of the Macdonald–Cartier Freeway, more commonly known as Highway 401, located in Ontario, Canada. It begins at Glen Miller Road in Trenton and ends at the intersection of the Don Valley Parkway and Highway 404 in Toronto. You can view the Google Map here.

Why Is It Called The Highway Of Heroes?

After Canada’s participation in the Korean War ended in 1953, we became a nation of Peacekeepers. In fact, Canada became known as “Peacekeepers To The World”. For many generations, Canadians have only known their military to be peacekeepers. So it was a shock for the nation when Fallen Soldiers, killed in battle, began arriving back on Canadian soil in 2002. This was the first time ever that Fallen Soldiers had been repatriated to Canada. In World War I, World War II and the Korean War, the casualties had been buried in-country. But now they were “coming home”. The government was not prepared. The military was not prepared. Canadians were not prepared.

All returning Fallen Soldiers are flown into Canadian Forces Base Trenton, where grieving families, military personnel and government dignitaries receive them. From there, a funeral procession leaves the base and heads to Toronto, arriving at the Chief Coroners Office at the Centre for Forensic Sciences in downtown Toronto. They get there by driving down the 401.

The first four Soldiers were killed April 18 2002, all from the 3rd Battalion Princess Patricia’s Canadian Light Infantry. They arrived at CFB Trenton a few days after and were received by family and friends. Because these were the first Fallen Soldiers brought back to Canada, the media were all over it. Some people in Trenton were watching the coverage, and on a whim, decided to go to the highway overpass at Trenton. There were about 30 people on the overpass that first day, including two police officers. Word of this occurrence spread, and when subsequent Fallen Soldiers arrived for the journey to Toronto, more and more people began lining the highway or standing on the 50 overpasses along Hwy 401 to show their respect and thanks. And they continue to spontaneously come out by the thousands to this day, in burning heat, freezing cold, rain, sleet and snow.

The origin of the name can be traced to a June 23, 2007 article in the Toronto Sun by columnist Joe Warmington, in which he interviewed Northumberland photographer Pete Fisher. Warmington described the gathering of crowds on overpasses to welcome Fallen Soldiers as a “highway of heroes phenomena.” This led a Crahame Township volunteer firefighter to contact Fisher on July 10 about starting a petition, leading Fisher to publish an article which was posted to the Northumberland Today website. The online article eventually caught the attention of London resident Jay Forbes. Forbes began a petition, which received over 20,000 signatures before being brought to the Minister of Transportation on August 22. Following the announcement on August 24, the provincial government and MTO set out to design new signs. The signs were erected and unveiled on September 7, 2007 and include a smaller reassurance marker (shield), as well as a larger billboard versions. [Wikipedia]

No other country has anything like the Highway Of Heroes. In fact, countries such as the United States of America and Great Britain go to great pains to hide away the return of their Fallen Soldiers to home soil. This is further explained in this article in the National Post:

Part of the difference surely lies in the psychological distinction between living on the old imperial periphery and being at its centre. Canadians do not have the same lingering bad conscience about sending troops abroad to fight for humanitarian values that comes with being an Englishman — or, perhaps, with having entered the more hotly contested war in Iraq. British and American soldiers have remained relatively much busier with combat responsibilities than ours since the Korean War, perhaps inducing a form of great-power fatigue in the public. And in the United States, images of coffins returning from the front became a highly contested political symbol during the Vietnam War; that genie cannot now be easily restored to its bottle.

Personally, I feel that Canadians should stand proud for the way we receive our Fallen Soldiers.

History Of Canada At War

World War I was the catalyst that first brought Canadians together as a nation. Official Confederation was in 1867, but we were still very much a Dominion of Britain. In fact, you can narrow this catalyst down to the Battle Of Vimy Ridge. That battle was a stalemate. The British, French and amalgamated armies had not been able to break the German lines. Then, the idea was hatched to bring all four Canadian divisions together into one corps under Canadian command, then send them against the German trenches. The battle began on April 9 1917. After fierce, almost inhuman fighting the Canadians were in complete control of the Ridge by nightfall, April 12 1917. The Canadians also fought bravely at the Second Battle of Passchendaele and the Battle of the Somme. Canada’s total casualties during WWI stand at 67,000 killed and 173,000 wounded. These battles became a Canadian nationalistic symbol of achievement and sacrifice, which continues today.

World War II saw Canada enter as an independent nation, with its’ own army, air force and navy. We were instrumental in establishing supply routes to Britain on the sea and in the air that literally, quite literally, saved their nation. By the end of the war, Canada had the 3rd largest navy in the world, and the 4th largest air force, having trained over 48,000 pilots from various countries in Canada. Canadians were fully involved with the invasion of Sicily, and stayed on to fight up through the mountains of Italy. We sent 5,000 troops, along with 1,000 British, into the disastrous landing at Dieppe. It was a lesson well learned, though, for our later participation in D-Day at Juno Beach. On June 6 1944, we landed at Juno Beach and penetrated farther inland than any other landing sector. Our soldiers then fought viciously against the best German divisions in France before veering north and liberating Holland. There is an ongoing tale that the Germans were terrified of the Canadians, perhaps harkening back to the battles of WWI. Canadian losses in the war were over 45,000 killed and 58,000 wounded. Our participation in WWII solidified our status as an independent nation.

Korea, 1950 – 1953. We tend to forget about the Korean War, but Canadian Forces acquitted themselves quite well in that confrontation. Especially of note is the role of the 2nd Battalion, Princess Patricia’s Canadian Light Infantry (2PPCLI) at the Battle of Kapyong. I’m not going to repeat the whole story [read it here], but suffice to say that the Canadians fought with unheard of valour and distinction, refusing to give up, stopping the Communist attack and in effect saving Seoul from being overrun. This led to 2PPCLI being awarded the United States Presidential Unit Citation for their bravery under fire, a badge that every 2nd Patricia (including our son) still wears on their uniform every day.

As earlier mentioned, after Korea was a long period of Peacekeeping. Things didn’t always work out well in that role, though. There was the unfortunate incident in Somalia (who in their right minds would send Special Forces troops in to act as jail guards?!?) and there was the heartbreak of Rwanda, where our soldiers were ordered to stand aside and watch genocide be perpetrated against a people. I think that’s probably why, in Bosnia, they refused to stand aside and fought the Battle of Medak Pocket, again involving the 2nd Battalion, Princess Patricia’s Canadian Light Infantry. You’ve never heard of Medak Pocket? Not many have. It was kept pretty much under wraps. You can read the full official version here, or view an excellent, chilling, two-part video documentary here. You will shiver.

Canadian Soldier On Patrol

Canadian Soldier On Patrol

I think that battle was the end of the peacekeeping ideal for the Canadian Forces. We are not suited to it. We are fighters. And thus we come to Afghanistan. The Americans were pulling out after the initial invasion, having set their eyes on Iraq, and Canada arrived as part of the ISAF international force, along with many other countries. The ISAF forces were divided up throughout the country, and guess what part of Afghanistan that Canada was assigned to? Kandahar Province, homeland and heartland of the Taliban, right on the borders of Pakistan and Iran. It was a huge task, but we were up to it, though ill equipped at the time. We are much better equipped now. The Taliban learned soon enough not to engage our Soldiers in direct battle, because they got their asses handed to them every time they did. So they resorted to suicide bombers, roadside bombs and IEDs, which is how the vast majority of Canadian Soldiers have been killed.

Ask any senior American officer who has commanded Canadian troops in Afghanistan and they will tell you that any regular Canadian soldier is the equivalent of the best US Marine. That’s a plain honest fact. We have the finest fighting Soldiers in the world. And I would venture that you can extend that to all the other branches of the Canadian Armed Forces as well.

So that brings us full circle, back to the original question … Why does Canada, and no other country, have a Highway Of Heroes? If you have read, watched and listened to everything I have presented here, then you know the answer to that question.

Summing Up

It has taken me many hours to write this, because every time I review the Highway Of Heroes videos or read the online articles I get emotional and it clouds me up, as our oldest son has just returned from a tour in Afghanistan. He was assigned to the Force Protection unit of the Kandahar Provincial Reconstruction Team.

On the late afternoon of December 30 2009 my wife and I were in our van driving down the main street in our town. The radio news came on with a report that four Canadian Soldiers and a Canadian journalist had been killed by a roadside bomb while driving through Kandahar in a LAV. The report went on to say that the Soldiers where from the Force Protection unit of the Kandahar Provincial Reconstruction Team. My wife and I looked at each other, not daring to breathe. I swear our hearts stopped. Then I remembered the Notification Protocol for Canadian Soldier deaths and I said to her “If it was him, we’d already know.” They always notify immediate kin before anything is made public. But those are several seconds I never want to re-live.

Canadian Soldiers

Canadian Soldiers Standing By

That LAV was from our sons’ Platoon. He and his crew were at Base, loitering around their LAV, idly cleaning their weapons, listening to the comm when the report came in … One LAV hit, five VSM, [location]. They immediately got their stuff together, jumped in their LAV and raced to the scene. It had been a huge explosion. All they could do was stake perimeter protection and start picking up the pieces of the LAV that didn’t need a crane to move. (VSM means vital signs missing)

So when I saw the media coverage of the motorcade driving up the Highway Of Heroes, carrying the grieving relatives of the four Soldiers killed in that blast, and all the people standing on the overpasses honouring them, all I could think of was “There but for the grace of God go I”. It was the pure chance of scheduling that kept my sons’ LAV at Base that day. It could have been him, so easily. So for me, it’s personal. There should be, and needs to be, a Highway Of Heroes.

You can view a listing of the Canadian Fallen Soldiers here.

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 Originally posted August 25 2010

Small Business Management Consultant

I had been preparing the foundation for my launch into the Small Business Management Consulting world. Most individuals who put themselves forward as a Management Consultant seem to be portrayed as wearing power suits, driving new expensive cars, holding educational degrees out the wazoo and being former CEOs of large companies. Myself, I wear slacks and a golf shirt while scooting around in my 2006 Dodge mini-van. Does that make me less valuable to any enterprise striving to become better at what they do? I don’t think so. It some ways, it would have made me more valuable, certainly from a practical standpoint.

Vancouver Island North

The geographical area that I will be presenting here is locally known as Vancouver Island North, or, perversely, North Vancouver Island. Vancouver Island is located off the west coast of mainland British Columbia, Canada, in the Pacific Ocean. Vancouver Island North is that part of the Island ranging from the Comox Valley up to Port Hardy, and includes the population gatherings of Comox Valley, Campbell River, Gold River, Sayward, Port McNeill, Port Alice and Port Hardy, plus many other tiny communities.

The Comox Valley itself can be broken down into Fanny Bay, Buckley Bay, Union Bay, Royston, Courtenay, Comox, Cumberland, Mount Washington, Merville, Black Creek and Oyster River, plus many other tiny communities. You can look all this up on Google Maps.

Courtenay is the center of the universe within the Comox Valley (much to the chagrin of the other communities) and that is where I am based. However, I had leaned towards focusing my attentions on the communities up-island, predominately Gold River, Port McNeill and Port Hardy. I believe they have tremendous potential, especially in the high-end tourism segment and small-scale manufacturing of up-market unique products that can be sold online and easily shipped worldwide. I hadn’t fleshed out the manufacturing idea in my mind yet, but the high-end tourism segment is something that I have been pondering for a couple of years now. First, let’s get a quick snapshot of each community (or group of communities) on the North Island so we can get a sense of what they are all about.

The Communities

Comox Valley

The Comox Valley is the regional centre of Vancouver Island North, being the seat of the largest Regional Government in the center Island and the location of the main hospital, the Air Force Base, an International Airport (YQQ), BC Ferry from the mainland (Powell River) and the regional retail/service center. Its’ economy is largely driven by government input (Hospital, Forces Base, Airport, Municipal/Regional Government), tourism, agriculture, retail/services, construction, the arts, forestry and fishing. Forestry and fishing used to be much higher on the economic scale, but have fallen dramatically over the decades. Rising stars are agriculture and the arts.

Campbell River

Campbell River has a much greater “industrial” tone to it than the rest of the North Island, being the home of the Elk Falls Paper Mill, the Quinsam Coal Mine and Myra Falls Mine, and having a largely forestry and mining economy. However, with the recent permanent closing of the Paper Mill and the general decline in the forestry industry, Campbell River is having tough times and is trying to reinvent itself. Tourism is becoming much more important .. billing itself as “The Salmon Fishing Capital Of The World” .. and it does have a fishing fleet, a harbour capable of handling medium size cruise ships and whale-watching excursions. The small airport is currently being expanded to allow the landing of jets, and with that expansion it is going to concentrate on becoming the air freight hub for the north Island.

Gold River

Following Highway 28 out of Campbell River to its’ end, you arrive in Gold River. This is a town that was purposely built during the 1960′s to provide housing and services for the people who would work at the Pulp Mill and the accompanying forestry industry. It was good while it lasted. However, the Pulp Mill closed forever and Gold River fell on hard times. It is currently trying to establish an energy-from-waste plant on the site of the former mill, with 93% of the people in Gold River supporting the initiative. Unfortunately, I would guess that 93% of the rest of the Island population is against such an endeavor, so it’s going to be an uphill fight for little Gold River. Having said that, Gold River has amazing potential on the tourism side. It is the gateway to the incredibly beautiful Nootka Sound and the rest of the coast on the west side of the Island. It has fishing (ocean, lake, river), boating/kayaking, caving (spelunking), hiking, biking, wildlife viewing, camping and just an overabundance of nature.

Port McNeill

One can’t mention Port McNeill without also including Robson Bight, Telegraph Cove, Alert Bay, Sointula and the Broughton Archipelago. It’s quite obvious that the main economic driver is tourism, led by sport fishing and wildlife expeditions by boat. However, forestry and retail/service play an important part to the local economy as well. Ultimately though, it is a boaters’ paradise and a fishermans’ dream .. those are the main draws.

Port Hardy

The end of the road on the top end of the Island. Gateway to the wild ‘n woolly Cape Scott Provincial Park, Cape Scott Trail, Queen Charlotte Sound and the BC Ferry ship for the 15 hour voyage up the coast to Prince Rupert. As in other places, logging and mining have declined, and Port Hardy is looking to tourism to fill the gap. There are a lot of attractions, including camping, fishing, diving, whale-watching, hiking, backpacking, boating, kayaking or just sitting on the seashore contemplating life.

Final Thoughts

All the communities on North Vancouver Island have key attributes that should be drawing tourists by the plane-load from all over the world. The natural beauty, the wide variety of activities, the very freshness of everything, would be enjoyed immensely by almost every visitor who steps foot on the Island. There should be large charter jets landing daily at the Comox Valley International Airport (which is fully capable of handing them), disgorging passengers from around the world, transporting them to the many hotels, resorts and camps throughout the north Island, and watching them stare in awe, mouths agape, at the incredible natural beauty of North Vancouver Island. Instead of standing around wondering why this isn’t happening now, let’s follow the empowering lead of the Captains of the Starship Enterprise and say … “Make it so!”

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