On
another occasion we could not get typewriter ribbons of either the standard
or telegraphic mil. WE eventually obtained some standard ribbons with met
supplies and I rewound one onto the mill ribbon holder. The old ribbon was
full of holes and literally falling apart. Dick had me loop it up into a
neat bundle which he attached to a letter to Calder. "This station
realizes ribbons are in short supply and will do its part in conservation.
Find attached one ribbon to be repaired, re-inked and returned." We
received a box of ribbons the next mail.
The
one that really made his reputation was his reply to a CQ message requesting
suggestions for improvements to the stations. Dick convened a "brain
storm" session and encouraged flights of fancy. Some of the items on
his reply were: A gymnasium, a greenhouse to grow fresh vegetables, a control
tower so we could see both ends of the runway. When Ft. Simpson passed this
on the CQ circuit a lot of stations must have copied it. Over the years
I have talked to many old operators who knew of this message and had a chuckle
over it.
There
are some examples of Dick's actions to nudge Calder - there were many more.
Unfortunately Calder did not respond as he hoped. In early spring 1949 Dick
was notified that he was to be replaced as Station Commander and was to
attend a Jr. NCO Course in Vimy. He declined the posting and elected to
take his release from the Army. In preparation for the changeover all of
his gear, including his 15 ft. freighter canoe and Johnson outboard was
moved to the HBC Post under the care of the Factor, Led Kotowich.
In
early summer Sgt. Moe Lynn - with wife, son and Dog, Kazan - came in. They
occupied the second Igloo as temporary MQ. After the changeover Dick returned
a few weeks later on a CPA flight as a civilian. Hal Zinn used the station
boat to take him down to the HBC Post and he was on his way back to Good
Hope.
I have
always thought of Dick Bullock as a good, effective station commander. No
one could fault his day to day running of the station. he got all of our
myriad tasks accomplished without fuss, and ran a happy station. he had
the patience to bring along a green operator to the standards and skills
needed on a northern station.
I
also picked up a few skills I have never used again: driving a road grader;
driving and dozing with Caterpillar tractors; and how to skin a muskrat
and stretch the pelt.
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