MapleSugar said, "I had no idea of his accomplishments until I read his obituary."
This is the most frustrating thing a person can imagine! I used to gather what information I could get on the old Yukon Telegraph Line, the single wire, with batteries and operators in cabins every 30 miles, that stretched from southern BC to the Yukon, in gold rush days of 1900 and beyond. Very little was ever written about this line and true information is hard to come by. Was good friends with a retired telephone operator, but never asked him anything about it. His obituary stated he had been an operator at a remote spot on the Yukon Telegraph Line, for several years!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
That is too bad, I'll be he could have filled in any blanks you may have.
Working in various industries, I've learned a lot by listening to the older fellows and their life stories. Some of them are rather interesting as they have accumulated a lot of experience. I tended to avoid all the guys my age or younger that seemed to think they knew it all. You don't learn anything when you don't listen to somebody who helped write the book on the subject you are trying to understand.
Most vets or ex-cops I've met don't talk much about their unpleasant experiences. I think they just want to forget about them, or file them away somewhere they can visit alone and sort out. If they tell me anything, it is usually after I’ve known them for awhile and they felt like talking about something that bothered them. An ex-RCMP detective I worked with was deeply troubled by some of the homicide victims he saw. It was a shame, because he is a really great man and I think it led to him having a serious drinking problem.
I was doing a pistol qualification for Brinks about 18 years ago at the Kelowna range, and this old guy noticed us in our uniforms and wandered over and started talking to us. We were done shooting for the day, and were just sitting around talking about hunting rifles and our choice of calibers......or something along those lines. I was in my early 20's and obviously the youngest person there. The old man kept interrupting and stating, "Meh, I just shoot targets now, I don't hunt anything anymore......I killed enough people during the war." When he said this, I could see him looking out of the corner of his eye at me, as if he were wishing I would press him for more information about all the people he claimed to have killed during the war. He did it several times before he finally left, every time with the almost imperceptible sideways look at me to see if I would take the bait.
I was thinking he was full of it and wasn’t interested in hearing what he had to say. One of my partners at the time told me of making the mistake once of asking his uncle (who had seen a lot of front line combat) about the war. He said his uncle got all quiet then kind of mad and stated, “The only people who want to talk about the war now and how great it was, are the same people who were hiding under their desks when the bombs were falling.” My partner said that was the first and last time he ever asked any vet about their wartime experience.
I’m really only planning on calling this gentleman I hardly know, because my Mom mentioned I would be interested in hearing what he had to say, and he agreed.