Not sure that Dad was at Brandon but this gives an idea of the training he would have undertaken. However he was at Goderich http://www.huroncounty.ca/museum/shg.php
http://www.airmuseum.ca/heritage.html
Guest Speaker
Archie Londry
WWII Veteran Flying Instructor
#12 Service Flying Training School, Brandon
As the song goes "I've looked at clouds from both sides now" is perhaps why I have been asked to say a few words about the Commonwealth Air Training Plan Museum.
I trained under the plan and was a flying instructor in the Plan and for some period of time was here at #12 S.F.T.S. Service Flying Training School. Just a bit about the Plan. When you enlisted, your first posting was to Manning Depot, which was basic training, very strict discipline and tough conditioning.
I don't know what kind of animals they thought we were but all Manning Depots were in old barns. #1 in C.N.E. buildings in Toronto in the bullpen, #2 in the old Wheat City Arena, which housed livestock for the Manitoba Winter Fair, and #3 where I started was in the horse barns at the Edmonton Exhibition grounds.
Next came a posting to either guard or tarmac duty. l I was sent to #12 S.F.T.S. as an AC deuce. Aircraftman Second Class, you couldn't get any lower. Time was spent sweeping hangar floors, pushing and washing aircraft and any other joe-job imaginable.
Next came I.T.S., Initial Training School, ground school where we were taught theory of flight, navigation (including astro), meteorology, aircraft recognition, etc.
We were also introduced to the link trainer, a primitive flight simulator where many washed out without even having been in an aircraft.
It was here also that your M.C. Alex Matheson, when he was there, learned to cheat if he didn't know how beforehand. Any doubtful candidates were measured for leg length to assure they could reach the rudder pedals of a Tiger Mother. This consisted of sitting with back to wall and legs extended. Alex managed to wiggle his little bum (it was then) forward a couple of inches thus extending his leg length. I think they knew but they let him go anyway so he carried his wee cushion from then on when he was flying.
On graduation from I.T.S. you were promoted to L.A.C., Leading Aircraftsman, and presented with a white flash to wear in the front of your wedge cape signifying aircrew. Ground crew and army boys told the girls that it was a warning that you were infected with V.D.
From here you went to E.F.T.S., Elementary Flying Training School, flying Tiger Moths where most of our instructors were old bush pilots.
Last weekend it was quite a thrill to go to the de Havilland Aerospace Museum in Toronto and fly the last flight of Tiger Moth 3874 which I had flown 62 years before at #19 E.F.T.S. at Virden, Manitoba. She is now in retirement.
Next came S.F.T.S., Service Flying Training School, where those who made it received their wings. From here I was joed into the job of flying instructor.
After a short stint at F.I.S. Flying Instructor School, I was again posted to #12 S.F.T.S. as a green kid with a little over 250 flying hours charged with the task of training other kids to fly multi-engine aircraft then go on as skippers on four engine bombers carrying a crew of 6 or 7 and dropping bombs on target and returning home again in spite of weather, flak and enemy fighters.
#12 was a busy place. At peak times we might have 18 or 20 aircraft in the circuit with 3 on final approach and no radios.
Traffic was controlled by aldis lamp and very pistols. Few accidents occurred on the aerodrome.
However, there were casualties. Besides Canadians, 790 Royal Air Force, 59 Royal Australian Air Force and 41 Royal New Zealand Air Force airmen were killed in and around Canada. Imagine the grief of those parents who thought that by being sent away from a war zone their sons would live at least a few more months.
Of the over 18,000 members of the Royal Canadian Air Force who lost their lives in all areas, most ranged in age from 19-22. Those included my roommate here at #12. Their life spans were short.
Some interesting points that happened here:
I would like to acknowledge our ground crew. Those boys, fitters, riggers, instrument men, etc. with only a few months training were servicing the aircraft on which our lives depended. There were many others including W.D.s, Womens Division, who did many jobs. Their motto was "We serve that men might fly."
Everyone involved had an important job to do but the aircrew and especially pilots got all the recognition.
I would like to pay tribute to and salute these others.
These are a few of the stories of the Commonwealth Air Training Plan and #12 Service Flying Training School
We are on historic ground!