Canadian men and women served during the Second World War, and the cataclysm that was that war affected them deeply. Their words, whether written, or especially told orally through recordings, resonate deeply throughout the exhibit.
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Wanderings Of A Canadian Loon Through The National Capital And Beyond
Wednesday, March 18, 2026
Secrets
This is the service uniform of Clovis Ira Bourdeleau, who served in the Merchant Navy from 1942 on, facing all of the dangers that his counterparts in the regular navy faced as part of the convoys across the Atlantic, bringing needed supplies to the war in Europe. Merchant Navy veterans had to fight for the right to be recognized as veterans in their own right.
As mentioned yesterday, there were many programs set into place to help veterans readjust to life at home and get started again after years in military service.
Veterans established Legion halls where they felt they could talk about their war experiences with others. Some were excluded from the Legion- women and racial minorities- who simply created their own groups.
Elaine Goble has spent twenty years painting Canadian veterans in a vivid way, and here we have two of her works. Remembrance Day 2000 is an early work in her series, depicting veteran Kenneth Edwards. Normandy Warrior at right is more recent, portraying Philip Favel, an Indigenous veteran who fought in Europe.
This quote particularly resonates with me. Veterans had seen so much horror during the war, and the instinctive reaction of many was to not talk about it, to internalize it.
Canadian soldiers had been posted in Hong Kong in December 1941 on garrison duty. The Japanese military attacked multiple targets, including at Pearl Harbor, over the same few hours. The Canadians were taken prisoner after the battle ended with great casualties. Anyone familiar with how the Japanese treated prisoners of war will know that the next few years were pure hell for those soldiers. A monument to that battle is here in Ottawa; it's been awhile since I last photographed it.
Tuesday, March 17, 2026
Voices
I had visited a temporary exhibit, Last Voices of the Second World War, at the Canadian War Museum ahead of Remembrance Day last year. I had found it deeply emotional, and wanted to visit again before it closed up in January. So in between Christmas and New Year's in December, I stopped by the Museum for a visit. The exhibit is the work by Museum staff with veterans and their families, through their own words, photos, and artifacts. It looks at their war experiences and what coming home meant to them.
After the First World War, there wasn't really much support or plans for how to demobilize soldiers and get them back into civilian life. The Canadian government did things differently after the Second World War, setting up programs and efforts to help with the transition.
Coming home after the things they did and saw and experienced could be overwhelming. This display case includes a train ticket from a veteran of the Battle of Hong Kong, who returned home after years as a prisoner of war, and the discharge documents of another veteran.
Monday, March 16, 2026
Finale
The Laurier Avenue Bridge nicely frames the final stretch of the Rideau Canal.
I've always liked a spiral staircase. This one descends down to the path along the Canal from the bridge above.
I took this shot from beneath the last bridge before the skateway ends- or begins, depending on your perspective- the Mackenzie King Bridge.
The Ottawa Convention Centre looms on the east side. Branding rights being what they are, these days it goes by the Rogers Centre. It is a marvelous, modern building.
On the west side, the National Arts Centre.
A look again to the east side, where the Government Conference Centre stands. These days, it temporarily houses the Senate.
The end of the line, kilometre 0.0. Beyond is Plaza Bridge, and in the distance, Parliament Hill.
I turned back again.
And then once more where I'd been walking to.
I headed off the Canal and up the slope alongside the National Arts Centre, taking this final shot. A fitting ending for another year for Winterlude.
Sunday, March 15, 2026
Peaceful
Picking up where I left off yesterday, I looked back.
And then onward it was.
The last stretch was ahead.
The next bridge, with its distinctive arch, was the Laurier Avenue Bridge.
One last look back towards the Corktown Bridge.
And then I proceeded on. Tomorrow we wrap up my Winterlude series.
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