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RICHARD ALLEN SCOTT - Through the Years

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<strong>RICHARD</strong> <strong>ALLEN</strong> <strong>SCOTT</strong><br />

THROUGH THE YEARS<br />

1974<br />

In <strong>the</strong> summer of 1974, Sharon and I bought a<br />

Boler trailer which we could tow with <strong>the</strong><br />

Cougar, and move around by hand. Off we<br />

went on a tour of <strong>the</strong> Maritimes, visiting<br />

Sharon’s grandparents, PEI (first time for me),<br />

and Doug Falkenham in Fredericton.<br />

We picked up an old wicker crib at Sharon’s<br />

grandparents’ house, that had been used by<br />

countless family members. Perhaps we were<br />

thinking ahead.<br />

This year we<br />

acquired our first<br />

pet – a budgie we<br />

named “Poopsie”<br />

after <strong>the</strong> one I had grown up with in Regina. He came<br />

everywhere with us in <strong>the</strong> apartment, even <strong>the</strong> bath tub.<br />

While away in New Brunswick, our apartment was<br />

broken into, we believe by <strong>the</strong> building super with a<br />

key, as <strong>the</strong>re were no signs of forced entry, and my<br />

Force-issued revolver was stolen, along with a ‘billy’<br />

(non-issue). I was exonerated of all fault since it was,<br />

in those days, ‘securely’ stored (hidden in <strong>the</strong> closet).<br />

It was never found, and I still remember its serial<br />

number, as those things were absolutely drilled into<br />

you in training. Don’t remember <strong>the</strong> numbers of<br />

subsequent weapons though.<br />

June 2017<br />

119

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