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June 24, 2012

How Paths Cross

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How Paths Cross.

by Dick Hunt, Saturday, June 23rd, 2012.

I like to find out where people are born and raised and so I ask questions.  A day or two ago I talked with a group of men in Holyrood Manor, a visit primed when someone mentioned being born in Alberta. It happened that several of us were born in Alberta.  One said he was born in the village of Leo on the C.N.R. Branch line between Hanna and Stettler. So was I and in the early 20th Century  my Father used to ride his horse from his homestead (1903) to Leo to get the mail. He told us that in the fall of 1906, a vast Prairie Fire burnt most all the native grass and much of the hay between the Battle River on the North and the Red Deer river on the south. He also said a man on a fast horse was outrun by the advancing fire and forced away off course on his way home, so fast did the fire advance, with high winds.

The name of my friend born in Leo is Sam Hergert and he visits with his wife  each day while I visit with my wife.  I was born on August 4th, 19– in my Fathers Ranch House a short distance from where my Maternal Grandfather and my Mother established the village store and Post Office of Endiang, south of Leo in 1910. My parents were married in February, 1913, in St.. George’s Anglican Church, Stettler Alberta, near  to the northern terminus of the C.N.R. Branch line. I lived and worked on the Ranch until I answered God’s call to study for the ministry. In 1957 I became the Minister in Charge of that Church.  I also ministered in Leo, Hackett, Botha, Byemoor, Endiang, Erskine, Craigmyle, Delia, Hanna, Castor, Coronation, Gadsby, Bashaw, Mirror and in other areas, for seven years. Some of my family members still live in the same area.

I had spent just under four years in the RC.A.F. during the war in Radio and Electronics. I never got overseas but served off the west coast of B.C. on an Island for 19 months with a Bomber and Reconnaisance Squadron.  Our  Flying Boats, (Stranraer) later replaced with Canso (PBY)  Amphibians used to patrol the North West Pacific area after Japan bombed Pearl Harbour on December 7th, 1941.  In December 1943 I was posted to Number Ten Repair Depot, R.C.A.F in Calgary.  It was there that I met my future wife, Ruth Brandon and we were married there on October 14th, 1944.  In early 1945 I received my Discharge  and we went back to the Ranch where I grew up, where the labour force was in very short supply.  We worked there in Partnership with my eldest brother Wilf and his wife Alyce for ten years and our first three children , Joy, Rob and Gail were born there.

I was Commisioned as a Lay Reader in the Anglican Church in the early 50’s with authority to conduct services and preach in various areas while still Ranching and being deeply committed in Community activities.  Eventually I became convinced God was calling me to Ordained Ministry and Ruth and I and our children moved to Saskatoon, Saskatchewan where I trained in Emmanuel College.   Our fourth child Harold Timothy  was born there and diagnosed with bone Cancer in his right thigh at 9 days of age. That required that he suffer a full disarticulation of his right leg at the hip socket on his sixteenth day.  He has never had a return of his cancer and has lived a very active life, as a amputee skier and a Cabinet Maker.  His was the first Diagnosed case world wide of cancer at birth. He is just approaching his 56th birthday. He has three grown children.

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