We are always on the lookout for ex-Cadets to add to our Class Notes section. If you or if you know of an Ex Cadet with something interesting going on, we want to hear about it! Whether it’s career related or more on the personal/family life, we would like to know to know what’s going on with you and / or them.
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5965 Eric West, Class of ’63 – Dr. West was a Cadet at Royal Roads Military College. He went on to get a PhD from Iowa State University in statistics and computer science in 1970. West was the dean of the faculty of business at the University of Windsor for 15 years, and then came back to Victoria to be dean of Management at Royal Roads. Then came the post of vice-president of RRU’s Centre for Global and Executive Development, where he co-developed the Royal Roads MBA program in Iran. When he turned 65, he moved to a small town in southern Sweden. He has subsequently taught or consulted in Asia, the Middle East and points in Europe. Retired he isn’t. Earlier in 2012, and a bit at loose ends, he got in contact with an old friend and colleague that he had met at a conference in 1992 but had not seen in many years. Their friendship was rekindled and that turned into romance. Eric is now in the process of moving to Santiago, Chile. http://lifeasahuman.com/2012/feature/the-road-less-traveled/
22166 Christian Sheink, Class of ’02 – Maj Sheink serves as Director Ammunition and Explosives Management and Engineering 4-2 in Director General Land Equipment Project Management at National Defence HQ. DAEME is responsible for in service support, ammunition program support, ammunition engineering services and ammunition acquisition support.
22928 Alayne Edwards, Class of ’04, completed a post-grad in Non-Destructive Testing at RMC in 2010 and is currently the Maintenance Support Officer at ATESS in Trenton. She spends her free time running her horse farm, Belcarra Stables, in Shannonville, ON. Weekends from May to October are spent competing all over Ontario in the sport of Eventing (the equestrian version of Triathalon). (ALAYNE.EDWARDS@forces.gc.ca)
3894 William Badger, Class of ’57, recalls a bit of fun from February 1957:
Kingston, a dull winter night in the city by the lake.
Not on the RMC campus! Not in Fort Haldimand!
The Situation Determiners group, a highly secret, but often-disciplined bunch, is trying to decide what to do about Saturday morning and the inevitable drill parade. The weather report calls for snow, sleet, hail and high winds.
“Tonight, it’s just plain cold. But the weather tomorrow promises to be miserable. What do you say we provide a little excitement and mess up the parade square?
“How are we going to do that?”
“That would take far too long!”
And now the sage of the group speaks, “Why not flood the parade square?”
The great idea is accepted by all.
“Who knows where to get a hose?”
“We were on fire duty last fall and we had to pull around a hose wagon. Let’s get it and hook the hose up to a hydrant and flood away!”
“But how will we prevent WTO Hargraft from putting a stop to our shenanigans?”
“What time does Hargraft go to bed? ”
“He never goes to bed – Saturday morning is too important for him.”
“Let’s get somebody to distract him. Who stays up that late at night?”
“Well, the 2nd officer of the day has to stay up that late; he has to take the defaulters parade.”
“Who’s on duty tonight?”
“The same guy that’s always 2nd officer of the day.”
“Do you think he can convince Mike not to blow the whistle on us?”
“Well, they’re both private schoolboys and he can always play the old Good-for-School-Spirit game.”
Saturday morning – the weatherman was correct–it is miserable out!
At breakfast, the notice is given that drill will take place as usual but without rifles.
RSM Coggins is on the steps of Mackenzie to greet us. “Well gentlemen, it seems that the weatherman neglected to mention freezing rain, but all is not lost! It looks like a great day for a route march. Let’s see what things look like out on the point. Wing Commander, march them away!”
Off we went and then Coggins decided that we needed more exercise, so around we went again.
Finally we were halted.
When we turned to look at each other we could hardly see. Our eyelashes needed deicing! We marched off and into our dorms still covered with snow. The snow, of course, continued melting and messed up the hallways and eventually our rooms.
A great time had been had by all but, as always, Coggins was too smart for us!