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THE KEITH<br />
BEEDIE STORY<br />
A Hawker Hurricane at one<br />
of the RCAF’s training units<br />
during WW II, 1942.<br />
PART 1: LAYING THE FOUNDATION<br />
CHAPTER 3: HOME AND AWAY<br />
MANNING M DEPOT<br />
During D the war years, RCAF training started at one of the fi ve Manning<br />
Depots, located in Toronto, Brandon, Edmonton, Quebec City and<br />
Lachine. It was a vital fi rst step in the process of taking raw recruits<br />
and turning them into skilled, confi dent, competent airmen. <strong>The</strong> depots<br />
took recruits to a basic level of physical and mental fi tness that would<br />
enable them to serve overseas. It would be clear to those in charge of<br />
the exercises and drills who was holding up under the pressure of life<br />
at the Manning Depots and who was not going to go the distance.<br />
When recruits arrived, arrived they absorbed<br />
rigorous military discipline and learned the basics of aviation. <strong>The</strong>y were<br />
taught regulations and Air Force history, and learned the skills and tools required for plane navigation. When<br />
they weren’t learning about fl ying, they were put through military drills and taught about weaponry. <strong>The</strong>re<br />
were marches to be endured and inoculations to be tolerated. It was a quick way to make men out of boys who<br />
were coming straight from their mothers’ kitchens.<br />
Photo: Library and Archives Canada, PA-145309.<br />
Poster: Rare Books and Special Collections, McGill University Library, WP2.R14.F3.<br />
what nice-tasting stuff it was. I don’t know how much I had, but it<br />
didn’t take much. I don’t remember a hell of a lot about the rest of the<br />
wait. Th ere were no berths so I passed out sleeping upright in my seat.<br />
I may have gotten a better sleep because of it.”<br />
Th e following day the train got underway again. <strong>Keith</strong> fi nally arrived<br />
late Friday evening at the Edmonton Manning Depot, housed in the<br />
stadium where the Edmonton Eskimos had played football before the<br />
war and would play again at the war’s conclusion. <strong>Keith</strong> was assigned<br />
to Flight 109 and told where he would be sleeping for the next six<br />
weeks. He was housed in a hut with 30 to 40 other men, but there<br />
wasn’t much time for sleeping. <strong>Keith</strong> and his fellow prospective pilots<br />
were put through the wringer, spending sun-up to sundown in training<br />
exercises, conditioning, drills and weapons lessons. <strong>Keith</strong> kept an eye<br />
out for his friend from the recruitment offi ce and discovered that he<br />
had been assigned to Flight 108. At the end of his six weeks at Manning<br />
Depot, <strong>Keith</strong> was given the rank of Aircraft man Second Class (AC2).<br />
“I was burning to get stationed to a fl ight training school. I knew I had<br />
something to off er. I’d done well on the exercises, the shooting drills.<br />
I knew planes inside and out. I was pretty sure I wasn’t going to be a<br />
pilot, but they didn’t need any. But maybe an air gunner? I just wanted<br />
to get overseas, for heaven’s sake,” says <strong>Keith</strong>.<br />
Word came down that Flight 109 was to double up at<br />
Manning Depot, which meant <strong>Keith</strong> wasn’t heading<br />
to fl ight training any time soon, if at all. “Another<br />
six weeks of doing the same thing in Edmonton!<br />
Th en we heard that Edmonton was closing down,<br />
so I got a third set of six weeks in Toronto. I was<br />
upset,” <strong>Keith</strong> recalls. It didn’t help him get over his<br />
disappointment to hear that Flight 108 had already<br />
been posted to training school. Had he been on the<br />
fi rst section of the train leaving Vancouver, it would<br />
have been him heading off to learn to fl y.<br />
Adding insult to injury, a rash of sickness struck the troop train that<br />
<strong>Keith</strong> took from Edmonton to Toronto. “Th e guys in our car had all<br />
eaten something that gave us diarrhea. Th ere were only two toilets and<br />
that just wasn’t enough. Guys were left with no other option but to pull<br />
down their pants, open the window and let it go.” Th e train didn’t stop<br />
at any stations on the journey, and an unfortunate incident occurred as<br />
they sped through one on their way. “We fl ew past a platform that had<br />
“I was burning to get<br />
stationed to a fl ight training<br />
school. I knew I had<br />
something to offer.”<br />
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