Well, I am now a staff officer. Sort of.
I've been appointed as Squadron Admin Officer (CSAdO) for 12 Squadron, for next semester. In short, I'll be responsible for all the paperwork that goes into running a squadron. It's not generally considered a glamorous job (obviously!) but it has to be done. I guess that's the price you pay for being competent and fairly efficient.
Ah well, maybe it'll put me on the fast track to NDHQ in Ottawa where I can have a nice, comfy, 8-to-3 job and a house in the 'burbs. Not that I particularly want that--I'd rather be out defeating the evil hordes on a sleek greyhound of death.
We'll see how next year goes!
Friday, May 9, 2008
Sunday, May 4, 2008
The passing of a great man
Padre Jean-Yves Fortin, the Roman Catholic chaplain here at RMC, passed away suddenly last night.
I'm still in shock, as I'm sure the rest of the RMC community is, and I get a bit teary-eyed every time I let my mind stop. Padre Fortin was always jovial, laughing and joking around with us lowly OCdts and NCdts, eating with us often, and always knew how to raise our spirits. Loved by everyone, he will be sorely missed.
For me personally, he was the first chaplain I really knew. Of course, there was a chaplain in St-Jean during basic, but I only met him once. Padre Fortin was around from the time I got here for FYOP up until now, always remembering to ask how my mom was doing, and making sure to prod me so I'd go back home once in a while. Of course, it was almost expected (at least I'm sure some people would expect that) because of his position, but I always thought it was nice that he'd always remember people and would ask relevant questions.
Rest in peace, Padre.
I'm still in shock, as I'm sure the rest of the RMC community is, and I get a bit teary-eyed every time I let my mind stop. Padre Fortin was always jovial, laughing and joking around with us lowly OCdts and NCdts, eating with us often, and always knew how to raise our spirits. Loved by everyone, he will be sorely missed.
For me personally, he was the first chaplain I really knew. Of course, there was a chaplain in St-Jean during basic, but I only met him once. Padre Fortin was around from the time I got here for FYOP up until now, always remembering to ask how my mom was doing, and making sure to prod me so I'd go back home once in a while. Of course, it was almost expected (at least I'm sure some people would expect that) because of his position, but I always thought it was nice that he'd always remember people and would ask relevant questions.
Rest in peace, Padre.
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