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Lest We Forget

Bob Collins

Collins Robert Cecil (Bob) (Jumper) LCDR CD11 RCN (RTD)

17 November 1922 - 10 May 2017 Deceased age 94. World War II Veteran. His spirit will join his beloved wife, Marjorie (predeceased 2010) after a marriage of 68 years. Bob as family patriarch is remembered as a loyal family man and leaves five children: Patrick, Bonny Mattila (Glenn), Doreen Fehr (Calvin), Ronald (Darlene), Cynthia Leach (Allan); ten grandchildren: Richard Payne (Karen), Victoria Payne (Shane), Shawn Collins (Theresa), Cole Mattila (Carina), Julie Spencer (Rick), Roxanne Fehr-Carlson (Boomer), Laura Collins (Shane), Charmaine Jackson (Chris), Jillian Schumard (Kevin), Kyle Leach; fifteen great-grandchildren; sister Phyllis Friesen. Predeceased by mother Elsie Calvert (Collins) (Webster) (1989), father Henry Collins (1925), step-father Harry Calvert (1972), sister Doreen Harris (2008). Remembered by nieces, nephews, cousins and families in British Columbia, Alberta, and Ontario; cousin, Michael (June) Hubbard, Petworth, England; the Webster cousins Auckland, New Zealand. Bob was born in Calgary, Alberta to Elsie and Henry Collins (Veteran WWI). Elsie later married Harry Calvert and the family moved to Vancouver 1927, a year later to Scotland, returning to Vancouver 1931, and Victoria 1936. Bob's early schooling was various attending primary schools in Calgary, Vancouver, and Langholm, Scotland. Later, schooling at Tempelton Junior High in Vancouver followed by the family settling in Victoria and Bob attending Victoria High School. While living in Vancouver during the depression years (dirty thirties) Bob (10 years old) found his own needs by selling Liberty Magazine and Vancouver Sun using the money to contribute to the family. He was an Eagle Scout leader and attended the Lord Baden Powell Grand Rally at Hastings Park in 1935. Moving to Victoria in 1936 he managed time for 7 am household delivery of the daily Colonist and Vancouver Sun, then off to school for 9 am. Summer months from 1937-1939 involved riding the freight rails with his cousin, Malcolm Harper, to the Okanagan and Alberta to look for work, always returning late for school in September. With the war starting in September 1939, Bob left school and enlisted in the naval permanent force as a boy seaman, January 1940 age 17. He enlisted at HMCS Naden, Esquimalt BC. Qualifying as a wireless operator 1941 Bob was sent to Halifax and then Ottawa to serve at the new wireless stations located at the government experimental farm and at Sandy Hill. He met his beautiful Marjorie and married in 1942. Posted to Victoria early 1943 for emergency mine-sweeping service in HMCS Courtenay based Prince Rupert patrolling the coasts of British Columbia and Alaska. East coast service followed in 1944 by taking part in patrol and convoy duties in the Battle of the Atlantic. Bob served in various HMCS ships, Wentworth, Petrolia, Kootenay and finally returning to Esquimalt in Levis II in January 1946 - a long time to be away from family in Victoria (without the internet). After the war Bob decided for a career in the navy. Along with his wife and family traveled many times coast to coast to serve in various ships and establishments - Naval LORAN, Whitehead NS; naval radio station Masset, Queen Charlotte Islands; Gander, NF; Aklavik, NWT; Washington DC; HMCS locations at Cornwallis NS; Gloucester ON; Coverdale, Moncton NB. In 1964, Bob was appointed Staff Officer to naval reserve HMCS Unicorn Saskatoon, SK where he served until 1970, then appointed to Ottawa to serve within the communications distribution authority at CFB Rockcliffe until his retirement in 1972. In 1974, he started a second career with the BC provincial government in the Ministry of Forests, Technical Services Branch retiring in 1987; a public servant of the Crown both Federal and Provincial for over 45 years. Bob enjoyed life in the Cordova Bay area of Victoria. Along with Marjorie he kept busy with the fruit trees and gardening and receiving many visits from friends and family. In 1991 Marj and Bob moved to another home in Victoria, and enjoyed ten years of RV travel throughout Canada and USA. He and Marj continued to live independently in their home until their passing. A devoted respectable family man and loving helpmate with a strong sense of responsibility and spirituality, his motto was "everything in moderation and to love one another". He enjoyed his family photography especially his "rogue gallery"; he was an avid reader, and an early-on amateur radio operator VE1, VE5, VE8, VE7MU. Bob was a legion member Britannia Branch No. 7. Bob loved his sweet treats. Long lived - good life - generous spirit - good deal Bob. Cremation. A Celebration of Bob's life will be held at First Memorial Funeral Services, 4725 Falaise Drive, Victoria on Friday, May 26, 2017 at 1:30 pm. Condolences may be left for the family at

Olga Wojcik

Wojcik OLga

Suddenly, but peacefully, Olga passed into the hands of God on April 20th, 2018. Born in Utrecht, Holland on September 5, 1941 to Gerald and Johanna Cremers. The family moved to Amherstburg, Ontario and it is there where she met her friend, soulmate and beloved husband of 53 years, Murray Wojcik - whom she leaves behind broken-hearted. Olga will be deeply missed by her daughter Audrey (David Sharpley), her son Mark and her cherished grandchildren Derek, Dylan, Sarah, Joseph and Dawson. Survived by sister Sonja (Pete Zanuttini) and fondly remembered by nieces and nephews, and her numerous friends whom Olga touched with her kindness and grace. The family will receive friends at Holy Cross Parish at 685 Walkley Road in Ottawa on Wednesday 25th April at 11:30am, followed by Mass at 12pm and reception. Memorial donations made to CHEO, Olga's favourite charity, would be appreciated by the family.


Jim Battershill

Battershill Jim

From Phil Colwill-----------Jim Battershill passed away last evening 21Apr18 in Nanaimo, B.C. Obit will be posted when available.

Marina Alain

Alain Marina

Posted Dec 20, 2017 5:34 PM

Marina Alain, passed away unexpectedly at The Moncton Hospital on April 15, 2018 at the age of 83. Born in Moncton, NB, she was the daughter of the late Edward and Syble (Black) Smith.

Marina is survived by her husband of 58 years, Yvan “Scotty” Alain, children; Marieanne Alain, Marc (Shelley) Alain, Rob (Maureen Crabb) Alain, grandchildren; Tara (Richard), Krissie (David), Ashley (Randy), Dylan (Kendra), Maia and her great–grandchildren; Ian, Chloé, Kylee, Aiden, Rosie and Lincoln. She is also survived by her sisters; Joyce Smith, Irene Robb and her many nieces and nephews.

In addition to her parents Marina was predeceased by her brothers; Jimmy, Johnny and her sisters; June, Joan and Francis.

Resting at Fair Haven Funeral Home with visitation on Thursday April 19, 2018 from 1:00pm until service time. The funeral service will be on Thursday at 2:00pm. Interment will take place in Fair Haven Cemetery.

Donations in Marina’s memory may be made to the Alzheimer’s Society or a charity of the donor’s choice.

Arrangements entrusted to Fair Haven Funeral Home and Cemetery, 1177 Salisbury Road, Moncton, (506) 852–3530. A book of condolences may be signed at


291 Birthday Oct 1, 2011

1 October 2011 marked the Birthday of the Communicator Research (Comm Rsch) occupation and 45 Years of excellence in SIGINT operations.

1966 Integration and Unification

July 19, 1966 - Integration and Unification, creation of the Canadian Forces Supplementary Radio System (CFSRS). Stations previously controlled independently, by the three services would now be directed by a Commander headquartered at HMCS Gloucester.

October 1, 1966 - Military Occupation (MOC) 291 (Communicator Research Operator) was created. RCN Radioman Special (RS) trade, along with the Radio Telegraphic Operators (R&TG) of the Royal Canadian Signal Corps and the Royal Canadian Air Force Communications (Comm Op) began their duties as 291'rs.

Now, the Comm Rsch occupation is not only involved with SIGINT operations but with EW and Network Operations as well.

Also this year, the 1 October 2011 marks the official stand-up of the new Army Communication and Information Systems Specialist (ACISS) which is the new Signals Military Employment Structure which regroup the former Lineman (Lmn); Signal Operator (Sig Op); and Land Communications & Information Systems Technician (LCIS Tech) occupations. Happy Belated Birthday to those two occupations!

Michel C. Boislard
CWO | Adjc
CFIOG CWO | Adjudant-chef du GOIFC
Ph/Tél: 613.945.3153
Fax/Télécopieur: 613.945.3199



From Tom Jenkins
The CF no longer has Military Occupation Codes (MOC) and therefore MOC 291 no longer exists. The MOC has been replaced with the Military Occupational Structure Identifications Codes (MOSID). They are a five digit code, and 291ers have been awarded MOSID 00120.
As for the name of the trade, nothing has changed there. We are still Communicator Research, though it is often printed in error as Communications vice Communicator.
That being said, I do believe we will continue to refer to ourselves as 291ers for a long time yet. Somehow "00120ers" doesn't have the same ring to it!
Have a good one.


Missing the Service Life

Relayed from Ron Lauzon: and courtesy The Sigs Club blog............

Occasionally, I venture back to one or another military post, where I'm greeted by an imposing security guard who looks carefully at my identification card, hands it back and says, "Have a good day, Sir!" Every time I go back to any Military Base it feels good to be called by my previous rank, but odd to be in civilian clothes, walking among the servicemen and servicewomen going about their duties as I once did, many years ago. The military is a comfort zone for anyone who has ever worn the uniform. It's a place where you know the rules and know they are enforced -- a place where everybody is busy, but not too busy to take care of business.

Because there exists behind the gates of every military facility an institutional understanding of respect, order, uniformity, accountability and dedication that becomes part of your marrow and never, ever leaves you. Personally, I miss the fact that you always knew where you stood in the military, and who you were dealing with. That's because you could read somebody's uniform from 20 feet away and know the score. Service personnel wear their careers on their uniforms, so to speak. When you approach each other, you can read their name tag, examine their rank and, if they are in dress uniform, read their ribbons and know where they've served.

I miss all those little things you take for granted when you're in the ranks, like breaking starch on a set of fatigues fresh from the laundry and standing in a perfectly straight line military formation that looks like a mirror as it stretches to the endless horizon.

I miss the sight of troops marching in the early morning mist, the sound of boot heels thumping in unison on the tarmac, the bark of drill instructors and the sing-song answers from the squads as they pass by in review. To romanticize military service is to be far removed from its reality, because it's very serious business -- especially in times of war. But, I miss the salutes I'd throw at senior officers and the crisp returns as we crisscrossed with a "by-your-leave" sir.

I miss the smell of jet fuel hanging heavily on the night air and the sound of engines roaring down runways and disappearing into the clouds. I even miss the hurry-up-and-wait mentality that enlisted men gripe about constantly, a masterful invention that bonded people more than they'll ever know or admit. I miss people taking off their hats when they enter a building, speaking directly and clearly to others and never showing disrespect for rank, race, religion or gender. I miss being a small cog in a machine so complex it constantly circumnavigates the Earth and so simple it feeds everyone on time, three times a day, on the ground, in the air or at sea. Mostly, I don't know anyone who has served who regrets it, and doesn't feel a sense of pride when they pass through those gates and re-enter the world they left behind with their youth.

Face it - we miss it............ Whether you had one tour or a career, it shaped your life.

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