Douglas McIntyre:  

Life Holy '70's Batman, Where'd I find that "then" photo? I was still in school when that was taken, what a geek. Anyway, I did 1 year in SHCI then fled to Keiller McKay. I left Keiller in '76 and didn't look back. I delivered for Pizza Nova for a couple of years. I got my first flying job (instructor) in '78 In Stratford. I got a break in late '79 with a bush job, the pay was good but I lived on a reserve for 3 years. I got fairly adept at Cree and Ojibwa. The work took me across the country. My last bush job wasn't on a reserve but in a metis town in northern Sask (they were Chipwyan and that language sounds like Chinese to me, never learned it). I met my wife of many years there. A farm girl and nurse (from the flatlands in the south) and we're still together. We've moved so many times with my job I don't even put a return address on envelopes. Our Company was bought by Air Canada and many of us moved East for better seniority, until it was realised Halifax wasn't a good fit for a major pilot base. I'm now closer to the bottom than I was from the top, but I'll wait 'till they force me to move before I'll fork out more of my own money just to chase seniority around the country. A job is a job and I don't really care if I work holidays now. Just as long as I get every other Sunday off as that is my shooting day. Any way, we have 2 girls and my oldest is still in university, she has studied in Russia and travelled much of Europe and a bit of Scandinavia, as well as Australia, something of a world traveller on Dad's passes. She would love to move back to Russia but nothing there pays very well compared to almost anywhere else in the industrialised world. My youngest moved back to Calgary, she was born in Edmonton and raised in Sask so I guess it feels more like home to her. Her betrothed is from NS and it sounds like he likes it out there too, can't say I blame him, I kind of get tired of the constant NS rain, fog, and wind myself. The money's good out there and the tax environment is even better, I just don't care that much for Calgary. Oh well. I can't wait to retire and move back to Sask, the best province I've lived in, and I've lived in most of them. At least you can see the trees long before you hit them. You can also watch your dog run away... for three days. School Grade 12 was probably the toughest 3 years of my life. I guess I should've concentrated more on my schoolwork and less on trying to figure out how get away with cutting classes to go to work to support my flying habit. Or for that mat...Expand for more