We Celebrate Our Warriors With Veterans Day, the Canadians Call It Rememberance Day.
My father died three years ago today. Mom said at the time she thought it was special that a veteran died on Veterans Day and I agree. A special thanks to those that have died and lived in service to our great country, may we never forget their sacrifices for our liberty and freedom.
It seems to me that most Americans don't think much about our world other than what our enemies may do to us, but on this Veterans Day, I want to share some information about our Canadian friends for a change. They have stood beside us through thick and thin, they have heros too, and their pain and triumph is ours as well. The following is just one of their heros stories...
If you look at the back right-hand side of a Canadian $10 bill, you will see an old veteran standing at attention near the Ottawa war memorial. His name is Robert Metcalfe and he died last month at the age of 90.
That he managed to live to that age is rather remarkable, given what happened in the Second World War. Born in England , he was one of the 400,000 members of the British Expeditionary Force sent to the mainland where they found themselves facing the new German warfare technique - the Blitzkrieg. He was treating a wounded comrade when he was hit in the legs by shrapnel. En route to hospital, his ambulance came under fire from a German tank, which then miraculously ceased fire. Evacuated from Dunkirk on HMS Grenade, two of the sister ships with them were sunk.
Recovered, he was sent to allied campaigns in North Africa and Italy . En route his ship was chased by the German battleship Bismarck . In North Africa he served under General Montgomery against the Desert Fox, Rommel. Sent into the Italian campaign, he met his future wife, a lieutenant and physiotherapist in a Canadian hospital. They were married in the morning by the mayor of the Italian town, and again in the afternoon by a British padre.
After the war they settled in Chatham where he went into politics and became the warden (chairman) of the county and on his retirement he and his wife moved to Ottawa . At the age of 80 he wrote a book about his experiences. One day out of the blue he received a call from a government official asking him to go downtown for a photo op. He wasn't told what the photo was for or why they chose him. 'He had no idea he would be on the bill,' his daughter said.
So if you happen to visit Canada and wonder about the man on the back of their $10 bill, now you know the rest of the story. Thank you northern neighbors, may we always be friends.
A final note, I miss you Dad.