No. 3 Service Flying Training School Calgary
AW2 Laura Bagby moving Cessna Crane with a tractor September 3, 1942.
Monday, November 23, 2020
Lloyd Arnold Friedman DFC - Course 50
'An outstanding human being' Decorated veteran lived his life 'with decency, integrity, valour'
(By: Kevin Rollason - Winnipeg Free Press) Lloyd Friedman wasn’t just a member of the greatest generation — the people who fought in the Second World War — he was one of the greatest gentlemen you could know.
Friedman, who lived just over two months past the century mark, died on Oct. 9, 2019. Veteran lawyer Harvey Pollock, Friedman’s brother-in-law, calls Friedman “my hero.”
“He was an outstanding human being. He was a teacher. He was an institution.”
Pollock said he learned about his future brother-in-law’s kindness when his future wife, Sylvia, took him home to Regina to meet her family and friends at the family owned Empire Hotel.
“It was hot and the air conditioner was on in the bedroom,” he said. “That morning I remember Lloyd tiptoeing into my room checking to see if I was comfortable and pulling the blankets up tucking me in.
“I will never forget his kindness and acceptance. If I was to be Sylvia’s husband, then he would be my brother and for all of his life he was, with love and respect.”
Friedman was born in Southey, Saskatchewan, on July 29, 1918, to Nathan Friedman and his wife Sarah, the oldest of two boys and three girls. His father was a homesteader in 1907, who later became a merchant, rancher and hotel operator. Nathan Friedman Bay in Northern Saskatchewan is named after him.
Lloyd was a teenager through the Depression years and became a teacher in Saskatchewan, but in the summer of 1940 at age 22, he joined four other Jewish guys to drive to Regina and enlist in the Second World War effort.
Andy, Friedman’s son, said he once asked his dad why he enlisted when he could have stayed safe teaching through the war.
“He explained to me that they went because they were Jews,” Andy said. “They had known about Hitler since 1933.” Friedman, who grew up in a province far from any ocean, decided he wanted to join the Royal Canadian Navy, but his family said he was rejected — he couldn’t swim.
Pollock said Friedman decided that if he couldn’t be on the water, he’d be above it and he joined the Royal Canadian Air Force. He trained in Brandon, and by 1943, he was flying a Lancaster bomber with a crew of six other men in Squadron 405.
“His crew loved him,” Pollock said. “They wanted to be with him because they thought he had a closer relationship to God because he was a Jew.
“On this first mission he was to drop pamphlets over Paris... they were hit and their navigational system was knocked out and they got lost. They were over Spain and a plane found them and showed him the way back. He landed with little fuel left.”
Friedman and his crew flew 57 more missions over two tours of duties, the last ones being part of the pathfinder force, the planes that went ahead of the main bomber group, flying extremely low to drop flares at targets to make it easier for the Bomber crews to aim at.
“Though many did not make it through the war, dad and his crew did and formed very close friendships during the intense time they spent together,” Andy said. Friedman and his crew had reunions with each other every two years, with Friedman being the last to die. Andy said when he asked his dad about his wartime experiences, Friedman wouldn’t tell him at first. But when he asked his dad about what he won all his medals for, he responded “Oh, just staying alive.”
When Friedman was awarded the Distinguished Flying Cross the citation called him “an exceptional leader and organizer who, by his own personal example of fearlessness and extreme devotion to duty, has inspired his crew with the same unquenchable spirit.
“Undoubtedly, this officer’s fine record of achievement and keenness to take part in offensive action will be difficult to surpass.”
When Friedman returned from the war he received a job offer from Trans-Canada Airlines, which later became Air Canada, to come fly for them on the company’s Atlantic route to England.
Pollock said Friedman’s mother put an end to that.
“She told him ‘I have lain awake nights worrying about you flying and now that you are home safe, please refuse’.” Friedman did and soon he was teaching again, first in British Columbia, until his dad took ill in the late 1950s and he came home to help look after the hotel. He then went back to teaching, coming to Winnipeg to work at St. John’s High School from 1962 until he retired in 1983.
He was 45 when he met Lola and he became father to her two children. She died 15 years later.
Martin Pollock said his uncle was like a loving grandfather to him and his love went to all around him.
“He and Aunty Lola received their dishwasher as a gift,” Martin recalled.
“They used it twice. They missed time shared washing and drying dishes at the sink so they resumed their evening manual labour bathing in each other’s presence as the new dishwasher sat idle for years listening to their love.
“From cradle to grave, he was a poster boy of selflessness,” Martin added. “The needle of his life compass faced true north — with decency, integrity, valour, with unbendable duty to the principles and values he cherished.”
At his passing, Friedman was the oldest parishioner at the Adas Yeshurun Herzlia synagogue in River Heights.
After his retirement, Friedman became the consummate volunteer, being a founding member of the Reh-Fit Centre, delivering meals on wheels, driving people to doctor appointments and grocery stores, and helping his synagogue.
Friedman also had a love for poetry, which is fitting given the community he was born in, Southey, was named after poet Robert Southey and the town has named several streets after poets including Keats, Browning, Burns and Byron.
His favourite poem, I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud, also known as Daffodils, by William Wordsworth, includes the lines:
“For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils.”
Friday, November 11, 2016
Remnants of Second World War flying school in Calgary disappearing
Andy Robson, 91, holds a 1943 photo of his fellow trainees at the No. 3 Service Flying Training School at Currie Barracks. He trained to be a pilot at the Lincoln Airfield. The last of the airfield buildings including the hangar at left and the Wildrose Brewery building, on the right, are soon to be demolished. —
BY TAMARA GIGNAC, CALGARY HERALD 05.05.2013: During the Second World War, hundreds of young men from as far away as Australia and New Zealand learned to fly bomber aircraft at the No. 3 Service Flying Training School in Calgary.
It was an important aviation hub for pilots bound for overseas combat, although little remains today of the former British Commonwealth air training facility.
But as the former Currie Barracks military base completes its transition to a trendy urban neighbourhood, some are concerned the few landmarks that remain will be lost to the sands of time.
Andy Robson, 91, got his wings at the wartime school on Sept. 26, 1943. He learned to fly on a Cessna Crane and later volunteered for Bomber Command in England.
“It would be really nice to see what is left preserved. A lot of pilots trained here. It has an important history,” he said.
The remaining hangars from the era are slated for demolition next year to make way for the last of three development projects on the 81 hectare site.
Back in 1935, the army property was in the middle of nowhere.
“There wasn’t much around there. It was pretty isolated,” Robson recalled.
“To get there from downtown, you took the streetcar as far as Marda Loop and then you walked across the prairie out to the airport.”
This is Andy Robson’s 1943 photo of his fellow trainees at No. 3 Service Flying Training School at Currie Barracks. Now 91, he was in his early 20s when he trained to be a pilot at the Lincoln Airfield.
Construction began that year on an unpaved landing field on the southern section of Currie Barracks.
Beginning in 1940, a portion of the land became the pilot training school. It closed in 1945, and the airfield was later renamed RCAF Lincoln Park, which served as a repair depot and a NATO pilot training facility until consolidation within the Canadian military closed aviation operations for good in 1964.
The abandoned runways were later used as a racetrack for sports car and motorcycle racing until the early 1980s. For years, a collection of deteriorating wartime hangars and other properties remained like ghosts from a bygone era.
Some of the structures have disappeared, but others carry on as film studios and even a pub.
The clock is ticking, however.
Many military buildings have existed on borrowed time since the mid-1990s, when the federal Liberals under Prime Minister Jean Chretien announced the closure of Currie Barracks.
Canada Lands, a Crown corporation that redevelops property no longer required by the federal government, converted the site for mixed residential and retail use, starting with Garrison Woods on the east side of Crowchild Trail just south of 33rd Avenue S.W.
As Canada Lands moves ahead with building on the huge tract of land that remains, including the former airfield, officials say they are committed to honouring the site’s military past.
“There is a significant amount of both historical buildings and spaces that will be preserved here on Currie,” said Doug Cassidy, Canada Land’s western region vice-president.
Approximately a dozen buildings are designated provincial heritage sites and will be refurbished and in some cases used as business space.
The Officers Mess on Trasimene Crescent will stay, as will a formal garden behind the structure and all of the barracks buildings around Parade Square.
But the remaining aircraft hangars will be demolished, including a green Quonset occupied by the Wild Rose Brewery.
The building known as AF23 was used as a military clothing supply store and, more recently, a set for a Jackie Chan movie.
Ultimately, AF23 was deemed not to have any heritage value. Cassidy said he understands some people are not pleased to see the hangars disappear from the former RCAF lands, given their early ties to Calgary’s wartime airfield.
For now, the hangars remain. The city has yet to receive an application for demolition.
That offers little comfort to Jaeson Cardiff, a longtime Calgarian with personal ties to the old RCAF Lincoln Park.
He sees it as the end an era.
“My grandparents lived just across the way from the old airfield. I remember as a kid, sirens would go off during practice and there would be helicopters landing there,” Cardiff said.
“I always knew there was an airport there and that it played a fairly major role in Canada during the Second World War.”
Saturday, February 14, 2015
Saturday, February 2, 2013
Squadron Leader Raymond Edward Thorold-Smith, DFC
Photo - Wing Commander Arthur Dwight Ross, officer commanding No. 3 SFTS, Calgary, pins wings on the tunic of Leading Aircraftman Raymond Edward Thorold-Smith, January 16, 1941.(RCAF photo)
Raymond Edward Thorold-Smith
No. 3 Service Flying Training School, Currie Barracks, Calgary October 28, 1940. Graduated January 16, 1941.
57 Operational Training Unit February 12 - April 21, 1941
No. 452 Squadron, Royal Australian Air Force, was the first Australian squadron to form in Britain during the Second World War in accordance with Article XV of the Empire Air Training Scheme. Its first personnel took up their posts at Kirton in Lindsey on 8 April 1941 and, flying Supermarine Spitfires, the squadron became operational on 22 May.
Pilot Officer Thorold-Smith led Yellow section on a target support sortie August 9, 1942. Red section was led by Squadron Leader Brendan Eamonn Fergus "Paddy" Finucane. Soon after reaching the French coast, a large number of Me.109's were encountered. The squadron claimed 5 enemy aircraft destroyed which included one shared Finucane shared with Thord-Smith. During a September 18 bomber escort to Rouen, Pilot Officer Thord-Smith destroyed a Me.109. He destroyed another October 13 during a Blenheim escort to Arques. Squadron Leader Finucane and Keith 'Bluey' Truscott each destroyed 3 - 109's.
Photo - November 1941 - 400213 Squadron Leader Keith 'Bluey' Truscott (left), Squadron Leader Brendan Eamonn Fergus "Paddy" Finucane RAF (centre) and 402144 Squadron Leader Raymond Edward Thorold-Smith of No 452 Squadron RAAF. (Credit - AWM)
On November 6, 1941, Thorold-Smith led "A" Flight escorting three Curtiss Tomahawks which were to attack coastal gun positions in France. Thord-Smith described the subsequent encounter with enemy aircraft in a combat report: "I was port leader Yellow 1 at 12,000 feet N.W. of Griz Nez and flying south, 6 enemy aircraft dived on rear of port section. I turned my section hard to port. I did a diving beam to quarter attack on rear enemy aircraft (Me.109F) from 300 yards to 200 yards with cannon and machine gun - saw flashes in front of cockpit and engine - no evasive action. Left enemy aircraft in steep dive leaving thin black smoke increasing rapidly. Felt something amiss, saw over left shoulder a radial engine aircraft doing fine port quarter attack from 50 yards. No warning from Yellow 2 - I assume that this enemy aircraft had shot him down. Still turning to port, I jammed back the stick, did very steep climbing turn and knew enemy aircraft couldn't follow - then throttled fully back, whipped into vertical turn in opposite direction. Below and to starboard I saw a Spitfire going down on its back pouring out white smoke from coolant radiator, then saw enemy aircraft again below, slightly ahead and crossing from port to starboard, I could still see a radial engine and standard camoflage. I did a diving starboard beam to quarter attack starting with about 4 lengths of deflection from 300 yards. Fired very short bursts and kept watch behind - closed to 200 yards. Pieces flew off cowling and tail unit, and thin black smoke came from enemy aircraft. At 8000 feet approximately, he dived vertically - I followed to 500 feet and watched him dive into the sea about 8 miles N.W. of Gris Nez."
Photo: Buckingham Palace - Squadron Leader R. E. Thorold-Smith of No. 452 (Spitfire) Squadron RAAF, shows his DFC to his fiancée, while 13009 Corporal Charles Marshall looks on. London Gazette December 2, 1941 - Distinguished Flying Cross Citation: "This officer has participated in 50 operational sorties since July, 1941. He has proved himself to be first class fighter pilot and a most determined and capable fighter leader. He has destroyed 5 enemy aircraft and shared in the destruction of another."
Saturday, July 10, 2010
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