145 Gen: A Lifetime Full of Wires (145)


This is a Work-In-Progress as of 2023


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Lawn Drink Holders c1965


Contents

Abstract

This is an autobiography by David KC COLE (b. Montreal Sep 16 1944-?) comprised of a collection of anecdotal reminiscences and some photos

Introduction

There are many ways that wires are useful but some can kill, usually accidentally. Copper or metal wires can electrocute animals. A huge spool of telephone wire (cable) can fall on someone and squash them. A high voltage overhead transmission line can arc and kill a worker below. A drink holder (such as those made of heavy wire or metal as shown above) can pierce someone through their heart. A 120 Kilo Ampere wire (measuring 8 inches by 15 inches by 50 feet) can fall on someone and kill them. A metal rail immersed in a lake can electrocute someone.

The author, David KC COLE, is a 79 year old (in 2023) electrical engineer, who reminisces about various events and many different wires that he has encountered during his lifetime; some very useful and some very dangerous. The idea for this article began to evolve when the author was inventing (mentally) a machine that would analyse a stray wire (or a pair of wires) emerging from some unlikely place. The machine would need to safely determine whether the wire(s) were electrified (connected to a power generator, battery or supply) or whether they could "drive" some device by supplying electrical current or signals (without prior knowledge of the reason for which the wire(s) were installed or what was at the end of the "line". Another aspect of such wires might be analysis of a device or "machine" that used wires conducting electricity.

My earliest memories

I think that my first memory is at the seaside in Buenos Aires, Argentina around 1948. I was playing in the sand with my mother, she went to swim in the ocean and I was very worried that something bad might happen to her. She might drown or might be swept away by the waves. (This memory is re-inforced by a collection of "Old Home Movies" dating back to the early 1900s. Portions of these "silent movies" were resurrected and narrated by my father, Vic COLE, with help from my mother, Marion nee GOATCHER, a few years before she died.) Another of my recollections is at the Goatcher Homestead in Farmborough, QC, a few miles southeast of Rouen-Noranda, QC. My memory is of picking blueberries and raspberries in the bushes just south of my Grandmother Daisy nee SULLIVAN GOATCHER's farmhouse. Shown below is an image of the GOATCHER farmhouse with Daisy nee SULLIVAN GOATCHER sitting by the front door.

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GOATCHER Farmhouse interior c1946


Later in life, the taste of blueberries and raspberries still reminds me of that time. I also vaguely remember going upstairs in that farmhouse, visiting what had been my mother's bedroom. I vaguely remember the kitchen and living-room in that farmhouse, from a childhood visit. This was probably in 1948 after my father returned from working in Argentina, just before my parents and I moved to Moose Jaw, Saskatchewan where I was raised until I left for University in 1962 around when I turned 19. (This memory is re-inforced by a visit to the site of the homestead in the Farmborough area with Alan REDMOND around 1995.) My grandparents' farmhouse no longer existed but, in 1995, it was still possible to visit and photograph a very similar abandoned farmhouse (the THURMAN house) located across the street. In 2023, Al REDMOND told me that the road linking these old houses is no longer drivable.

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THURMAN House interior 1995

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THURMAN House exterior 1995


Wires During Childhood

Disassembling an electrical medical stimulator built in the 1920s
A bedtime story "One Wing Could Fly" by Vic COLE (See Source 03)
The first home that I remember
The office where my father worked
The Great West Auto Electric
A buzzer built from a car regulator
Some of My father's childhood projects:
   Build-A-Home game
   Selling periscopes to watch the King speak
   Hosting Temple Gardens dances
Some of My father's adult projects:
   Studying Aircraft Instrumentation
   Making RA1B aircraft radio work at home
   Making an Altimeter for Winston Churchill
   Telescope
   children's carnival mini train ride
   gaspowered boat-lift winch
Numerical Puzzles
Mounting a Lionel trains set on 4'x8' plywood
Building my first electric game (fox, goose, bag-of-grain)
Alarm clock switch
My first Mecanno set motor
My first telephone line (with Bruce ROWE on Monk St.)
Building my first tiny radio (with my cousin: Keith PAUL)
Wiring my first transistor radio c1953
Building my basement bedroom
Wiring my basement bedroom
Studying Amateur Radio (with Denis GALON)
Passing my Amateur Radio Exam
Passing my Advanced Amateur Radio Exam
Passing my Digital Amateur Radio Exam
Assembling my amateur radio transmitter
My father's RA1B radio receiver (from WWII)
My first Ham radio station VE5KS
My last Ham radio license VE3IAE
My first "wire" antennae
Amateur Radio and computers c2010
My first home computers in Moose Jaw:
   a Commodore 64
   a Sinclair ZX80
Building my first computer
Discovering ancestor Mary LoveJoy
My experience with computers
   a Commodore 64
   a Sinclair ZX80
   IBM 360
   IBM 1802
   IBM PC
   MacBook
   Raspberry Pi
   PDP 8
   PDP 11
   Home Brew
   Motorola 6800
   Wio Terminal
   Raspberry Pico

Notable Ancestors / Relatives / Friends

I have written notes about many of the following ancestors, relatives and friends. These notes can be found in the following places:
	in this autobiography (Article 145)
	captioned photos at www.iGalri.com
	articles at www.ePhotoCaption.com
	life sketches or stories at www.familysearch.org
	photos stored as Memories at www.familysearch.org
	in text stored in "Cole/Richard Family Tree '18" at www.ancestry.com
	in text stored in FamilyFriends tree at www.ancestry.com
        Brick Wall#1 - James GOULD Jr Details See Article 108)
	in my family tree databases
		Cole21CMar22.ged (See Source 28 & Source 29 in Article 120)
		Cole5H12.GED
        [[Brick Wall#2]] DELANEY, Patrick FSID: LC8Z-PWK Unknown mother???
	Autobiography by Daisy nee SULLIAN GOATCHER (Article 66)
                StepFather: Tom Tampling (see image immediately below)
	Autobiography by Jessica GODWIN (Article 48)
	Autobiography by Doris nee GOATCHER REDMOND NORTH (See Article 121)
	Autobiiography by David COLE - incomplete as of 2024 (See Article 145)
	Descendance: RICHARD (Article 97)
	Various Obituaries especially at www.familysearch.org
	50 Ans de Mariage par Lydie nee ARSENEAULT RICHARD (voir FamilySearch.org)
	Gen: COLE Family Genealogy (Article 33)
	Gen: Cole's Memorials (Article 72)
	Gen: WaterEnd House (Article 35)
	Gen: GOATCHER Family Reunion (Article 121)
	Northern Quebec Evangelism: Philip GOATCHER (See Article 121)
	My Genealogy Sources (Article 120)
	Graves at wwww.FindAGrave.com
	TimeLine of Life of David COLE (Source 04)

	
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Daisy's & StepFather:Tom Tampling (Convoluted Relationship)

Daisy [fsid: LXQV-G3R ] Tom Tampling [fsid: L2Z8-S2T ]

Important Friends, Relatives and Ancestors

ARSENEAULT, Azade
--Yvette's maternal grandfather
ARSENEAULT, Lucille ARSENEAULT
--Yvette's niece
ARSENEAULT RICHARD, Lydie nee ARSENEAULT RICHARD FSID: 9VZC-GR8
--Yvette's mother
BANKS, James
--Dave's great-great-great-grandfather
BARBER, Janine BARBER
--knew of LOVEJOY, Mary & contacted me
BOOTH COLE, Sarah Ann nee BOOTH COLE
--Dave's great-grandmother
BOYS, Andrew "Andy"
--Dave's B.Eng room-mate at UoSask
COLE, Ann M COLE
--Dave's second cousin (provided me with a huge tree)
COLE, Barbara Marion COLE
--Dave's daughter
COLE, Charles Philip "Chuck"
--Dave's brother
COLE, Charley P
--Dave's paternal grandfather
COLE WARD, Christine Marion nee COLE WARD
--Dave's sister
COLE, Daniel
--Dave's great-great-grandfather
COLE, James William
--Dave's great-grandfather
COLE, Leslie "Les"
--Dave's father's cousin
COLE, Theresa Christine COLE
--Dave's daughter
COLE, Victor "Vic" C FSID: L69G-PMF
--Dave's father
COLES, Emma nee COLES
--Dave's great-great-grandmother
DODDS, David "Dave"
--Dave's M.Sc. friend, Dept. of Eng.
DONALDSON SMITH, Lois nee DONALDSON SMITH
--Dave's long-time friend
DELANEY, Patrick FSID: LC8Z-PWK [[BrickWall #2]]
--Yvette's great-grandfather
DELANEY, Paul PhD
--Yvette's second cousin
-- provided extensive Yvette's genealogy info GOATCHER, Arthur Phillip
--Dave's unclue (died aged 2)
GOATCHER REDMOND NORTH, Doris nee GOATCHER REDMOND NORTH
--Dave's favorite aunt
GOATCHER, William "Jim" James Philip
--Dave's uncle
GOATCHER COLE, Marion nee GOATCHER COLE
--Dave's mother
GOATCHER, Philip Richard
--Dave's maternal grandfather GOATCHER, William James "Jim"
--Dave's uncle
--provided Goatcher genealogy info GOATCHER GODWIN, Jessie nee GOATCHER GODWIN
--Dave's mother's aunt
GOULD, James Sr
--father of James GOULD Jr
GOULD, James Jr. FSID: LRSC-X93
--[[Brick Wall: was ancester with unknown parents]]
--See extensive Article 108 re this [[Brick Wall]]
1 ?         (see Richard, Yvette ancestry fan chart below)
  m ?   [[[former brick wall, now known to be Mary LOVEJOY ]]
    2 GOULD, James Jr
      m PENN
        3 GOULD
          m THERIAULT
            4 THERIAULT
              m VIGNEAU
                5 THERIAULT
                  m DELANEY
                    6 DELANEY
                      m RICHARD
                        8 RICHARD
                          m ARSENEAULT
                            9 RICHARD, Yvette
GOULTON GOATCHER, Sarah nee GOULTON GOATCHER
--Dave's great grandmother
GOULTON, Richard
--Dave's mother's great-uncle
GOULTON, William James
--Dave's great-great-grandfather
HICKEY, Daniel "Dan" PhD
--Yvette's sister's husband
LOVEJOY GOULD, Mary nee LOVEJOY GOULD
--mother of James GOULD Jr [[brick wall]]
NANT, John "Earl" Earl
--business partner & friend of Dave's father
PATTERSON, Robert "Bob"
--business partner & friend of Dave
PAUL, Donald "Don"
--Dave's cousin
PAUL, Keith
--Dave's cousin
PAYNE/PENN GOULD CUMMINGS, Sophie nee PAYNE/PENN GOULD CUMMINGS FSID: L69G-PMF
--Yvette's great-great-great-grandmother
PECK, John
--Dave's sixth great grandfather
PHILPOT, Harry (1896-1939) FSID: G6VR-CXK
--Owner of Great West Battery before JE NANT and Vic COLE
REDMOND, Allan "Al"
vDave's cousin
RICHARD COLE, Yvette nee RICHARD COLE
--Dave's wife
RICHARDElphege
--Yvette's father
SCHULTZ SMITH, Marylyn nee SCHULTZ SMITH
--long-time high-school friend of Dave
SNELL, Everett A (Grade 8 at William Grayson)
--Dave's favorite teacher
SULLIVAN, Michael
--Dave's great-great-grandfather
SULLIVAN TAMPLING, Elizabeth nee SULLIVAN TAMPLING
--Dave's great-grandmother
SULLIVAN GOATCHER, Daisy nee SULLIVAN GOATCHER
--Dave's maternal grandmother
TAMPLING, Thomas
--Dave's grandmother's step-father FSID: L2Z8-S2T
--See his complex relationship
WARD, Cody
--Dave's nephew
WRIGHT, David "Dave" J.R.
--Dave's long-time friend, since highschool

Yvette nee RICHARD COLE's fan chart (family tree)

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RICHARD, Yvette Ancestry fan chart

The long-time "brick-wall" was the unknown "Mary LOVEJOY" at 1PM in the above fan-chart.


Cars

1939 Plymouth Coupe
1952 Chevrolet
1940 Morris Oxford
1956 Chevrolet? (shared with Dave Wright)
1953 Ford 6
1967 Maverick

Military Events / Personnel

great uncle Frank GOATCHER loses a leg in WWI
great aunt Jessie GOATCHER land army service in WWI
great aunt Jessie GOATCHER survives a bomb in WWII
Father Vic COLE's work at Ferry Command (1942-1945)
Uncle Jim GOATCHER in the navy in WWII
Uncle Tom REDMOND in the army WWII
Becoming an Air Cadet
Summer Air Cadet camp in BC

Education / Awards

Being Master of Ceremonies (for my first male teacher: Mr REESE in grade 5)
Taking an IQ test at King George school with Lois DONALDSON in grade 5
A "1 wire" electric system: to "fence in" cattle (by Mr SNELL, my favorite Grade 8 teacher)
Valedictorian in Grade 8
Moose Jaw Cheerio Yo-Yo championship 1958
Special Math teacher (Mr. DAVIES in grade 9)
Hoisting a Skull-and-Crossbones up the CCI flagpole (Source 11)
   Jack HENDERSON's mother sewed the pirate flag
   Jack & Wayne JARVIS and I hoisted it
Demonstrating/Explaining a radio circuit in grade 11 (for teacher Mr HENDRICKS)
Extra-Curricular: Math and Radio (by teacher Mr. McCASLIN)
Tuxis and older boys Parliament
First University Scholarship: Western Tractor
Physics Class (Electrical Engineering) - "1 Wire" Circuit: A ball charged with static electricity
Dabbling with Diophantine Equations
Electricity Class (Electrical Engineering) - Designing an automobile engine starter (how many amperes?)
Learning APL with symbols on an IBM Selectric "Ball" typewriter
Engineering Science Thesis: Analysing Post-Exercise Heart-Rate Recovery Time as a Measure of Fitness ( 1966 for Dr ORBAN: 5BX )
Dabbling with Fermat's Last Theorem
Master of Science Thesis University of Saskatchewan 1974
   Implementing Pilot project to transmit rural electrocardiograms for analysis on the UoS 360 computer
   Federal System of Computers (6 minicomputers with 360 hub)
Invention (with Dave DODDS) of the Develcon high speed modem using hard-wired pair of telephone wires
Modern Electronic Devices 1972 (MOS) (B. Eng. class)
ICs of the day (c1972) A subject I taught in Dr. BOOTH's class
Learning Conversational & Written French
Learning Basic Spanish
Learning How to Read Tea Leaves from my Aunt Dot (Doris GOATCHER)
Teaching Tea Leave Reading to Barbara's children
learning HTML and PHP to build websites (c2001)
learning Genealogy Software: Legacy
learning SQL, the database language (c2005)
learning the m programming language (mathematica) (c2013)
learing the Python programming language (c2018)
teaching the Python programming language (c2023)

Cities where I Lived

Montreal
Buenos Aires
Moose Jaw
Arvida
Saskatoon
Regina
Ottawa
Bradenton


Games and Gambling

Dots and Lines
Checkers
Chess
Scrabble: in English and French
Go
Darts
UNO
Skip-Bo
Connect the Dots
Hide and Seek
Knocky, Knocky, Nine Doors
Red Light
Monopoly
Roulette
Roulette Simulation
Slot Machines
Decks of Marked Cards
Contract Bridge
Playing Bridge at University
Duplicate Bridge (Master Points)
Duplicate Bridge
Napster
Cinq Cent (500)
Liars Dice
One-Armed Bandits



Accidents

Grandfather COLE's face burnt when falling into a Hearth in Water End House
Father Vic COLE's Car Accident in Montreal c1943
Grandmother Florence COLE's leg through living room ceiling
Falling through a window, cutting my arm
My brother Chuck saving my sister Christine from Drowning
My brother Chuck saving the life of an unknown golfer
My sister Christine saving the life of a heart-attack victim
Death of my good friend: Jack HENDERSON (Source 11)
Nicking my father, Vic COLE's finger with a chain-saw
My sister Christine COLE being seriously burnt by a cup of boiling water
Partial Roll-over in my 1953 Ford (c1963)
Death of a Worker at an Iron Foundry in Regina, Saskatchewan
Daughters' Car Accident, North of Moose Jaw
A near-miss by a freight train
A water-ski dilemma: a fishing line in front of my eyes
A water-ski problem: forgetting to take off our eye-glasses
A water-ski problem: loss and recovery of my eye-glasses
Falling on slippery front steps in Anderson Park c2020

Health, Sickness and Death

Death of great-Grandfather William nee GOACHER GOATCHER
Death of grandfather Philip GOATCHER
Birthday 100 yrs old: Jessica nee GOATCHER GODWIN
Death of grandmother Daisy nee SULLIVAN GOATCHER
Death of grandfather Charles Percy COLE
Death of aunt Annie GOATCHER
Death of mother Marion Isabel nee GOATCHER COLE
Death of father Victor Charles COLE
GOATCHER Reunion with Doris nee GOATCHER REDMOND
Death of aunt Doris Verona nee GOATCHER REDMOND NORTH
Death of nephew Cody WARD
My Health (David COLE)
   Chicken Pox
   Measles
   Appendicitus
   Smoking (1956-1974)
   Removal of Appendix
   Removal of Impacted Wisdom Teeth
   Removal of Benign Breast lump
   Removal of Gall Bladder
   Stents for my heart
   Type II Diabeties
   Neuropathy
   Testing My Blood Sugar-finger sticks
   Testing My Blood Sugar-arm patch
   Heart Scare: ECG
   Shingles
   Tinnitus
   Heart Valve Replacement (wife: Yvette)
   COVID-19 Epidemic (2020)
   No broken bones
   Toe fungus
   My Medical History (in 2023 for Dr SKAFF)

Celebrations

Wedding: Blandine & Roch ARSENEAULT
Wedding: Chuck & Jeannette COLE
Divorce: Chuck & Jeannette COLE
Wedding: Christine & Mike WARD
Wedding: David & Yvette COLE
Wedding: Vic & Marion COLE
Wedding: Barbara & Guy MARCOUX
Divorce: Barb & Guy MARCOUX
Wedding: Florence & Herbert JOHNSON
Wedding: Sarah & William GOATCHER
Wedding: Theresa & Tommy VAVOUGIOS
DIVORCE: Theresa & Tommy VAVOUGIOS
Wedding: Elphege & Lydie RICHARD
Wedding: Daisy & Philip GOATCHER
Other: COLE Parents 35th Wedding Anniversary in Moose Jaw
Other: COLE Parents 50th Wedding Anniversary in Moose Jaw
Other: COLE Parents 50th Wedding Anniversary in Toronto
Other: RICHARD Parents 50th Wedding Annniversary
Other: RICHARD Sisters Cruise in 2020
Other: RICHARD Siblings Christmas c1990 in Blackburn Hamlet (Ottawa)
Other: RICHARD Siblings Visit to Madeline Islands
Other: RICHARD Siblings Christmas c1975 in Arvida (quartier Flamant)
Other: Marcellin & Rolande NOEL Wedding Anniversary
Other: GOATCHER reunion in Toronto
Other: David & Yvette 35th Wedding Anniversary in Regina
Other: David & Yvette 50th Wedding Anniversary in Ottawa
Other: GOATCHER Reunion 2019
Other: Jessica nee GOATCHER 100th Birthday
Other: David COLE M.Sc Graduation


My Favorite "Projects" and "Devices"

Borrowing a 1939 Plymouth Coupe
Wiring lights in my Morris Oxford car
Assembling FM radio receivers for students c1963 (with Dave DODDS)
"Measuring IQ" with a multi-meter
Winning a 2 month (scholarship) job in London, England in 1964
Running an unsuccessful campaign to elect Dave WRIGHT as UofS Student Body President
Editor of the "Red Eye" Engineering newspaper in 1965
Master's thesis:
   Computer Software to Analyse ECGs for Remote Rural Saskatchewan at U of Sask
   A federal system of ["wired" together mini-]computers 1972
Creating my first home-computer (from scratch)
   based upon a Motorola 6800 PC IC chip
   ASR-TTY Teletype as terminal and paper-tape storage
   An audio tape player as advanced external storage
   writing my first software game: hangman
Telephone with Ringer for my kids in Regina (c1984)
My Wireless Robot (Automated Android) named HO
Installing "future-use" wiring conduits in our new house
Adding Narration by Vic COLE to his 8mm silent movies
My 4 PC OSs: Windows, MacOS, Linux:Ubuntu and Raspberry OS Raspbian
My iGalri.com Searchable Captioned Photos WebSite
My "ePC Articles by Old King COLE" series
My "family" of Raspberry Pi Computers
My Raspberry Pi Area Control System called PiR2
  (A future PiR2 may include a "wire analyser")
My motion sensor and camera from ROGERS Cable
My use of "state of the art" HC class of ICs (2019)
My Wife's Tiny Muscle Massage Device
My Astonishingly Smart LG TV (2020)
   with LG Internet Channels (2020)
   with normal cable
   with Over-The-Air Antenna
   iPad display using Apple TV
   smart TV internet access via WiFi
   playing photos and music from a USB flash drive
   with SmartShare Server software
   -displaying photos and videos residing on my PC
   -playing songs residing on my PC
Use of I2C ICs to measure and log temperature (2019)
Use of Pi Pico to measure freezer temperature (2021)
Maker Pi Pico device
Thickest wire ever encountered

Jobs

Stock Boy at Great West Auto Electric
Delivery Boy at Great West Auto Electric
Inventory Counting at Great West Auto Electric
Cleaner at BA Oil Refinery
CPM/PERT technitian at BA Oil Refinery
Student Visitor at Wolf Electric Tools in London
Student Engineer at Alcan Smelter in Arvida
Engineer at Alcan Smelter in Arvida
Electronic technician at UofS Hospital (1970)
Professors Assistant at UofS (1970)
Manager of System Programmers at UofS Computer Center (1971)
Assistant Professor at UofS
Manager of System Programming at Alcan International Main Office in Montreal
Superintendant of Data Processing at Alcan Smelter in Arvida
Vice-President of Telecommunications and Research at Computing Services Corp in Regina
President of Dynamic Computer Systems in Regina, Sask.
Programmer in Regina
Project Manager at NUTAT Corporation in Ottawa
Vice-President at Marketware in Ottawa
WebMaster of Burgundy Condo Web Site

Vacations

Mexico
Cruises
Les Isles de la Madeleine
Florida
Arizona
Las Vegas
New Orleans
St. Louis
France
England
Spain
Italy
Cuba
South Dakota
Gaspesie
Montreal Expo
Farmborough
Diefenbaker Lake
Peru
Jamaica


Occupational Projects

Implementation of ECG Analysis by Computer (including ECG transmission from rural Sask to Saskatoon)
Inventing a Modem Replacement (with Dave DODDS)
Measuring Signal Propogation using a 14 mile spool of telephone wire (with Dave DODDS)
Teaching OS Computer Class
   How to Design a micro-OS for the DEC PDP-11
Novel Installation of 16 teletypes as first UoS BASIC programming terminals by Hewlett Packard
Outdoor Electronic Message Board (3x18 feet full of 40 watt bulbs)
   ASCII characters programmed using a Commodore 64
   graphics programmed using an IBM PC
Summer Job at at aborted chemical process plant by Alcan in Arvida 1965
Controlling 1200 Aluminum: Alumina Electrolytic Cells (10 x 120 x 5 volts x 80,000 Amperes): thick wires
Completing the Implementation of an In-House Time-Sharing Operating System for the Alcan Head Office
Using IBM 1800 Mini-Computers for Process Control at Alcan in Arvida
Using cards to program computers
Using wires to program computers
Introduction of DEC PDP-11s for Process Control at Alcan in Arvida - aborted project
Regina Micro-Computer Society
Interactive Software to facilitate MySQL database
A TNA visa
The first Condo Association web-page for Burgundy Unit One in Bradenton, FL
ALCAN "pot" control loop
ALCAN International problems (for Leo LACEY):
   Eliminate 2-year Cycles of CPU Satisfaction
   Balance Software Upgrades vs Bugs
   Improve and Measure "Interactive Response Time"
    more physical RAM, switch tasks when "waiting for IO", virtual RAM algorithms, definition

My Programming Languages

Fortran
BASIC
IBM 360/370 Assember
IBM 1800 Assembler
PDP-11 Assembler
APL
Motorola 6800 machine language
HTML
PHP
MySQL
Python
Micro-Python
Circuit-Python
Thonny

Future Planned Projects

Wire Analyzer Machine
GP Digital Sensor
GP Digital Actuator
GP Computer Controlled Switch
High-Temp Alarm for a Fridge or Freezer


Wires During Childhood

Disassembling an electrical medical device built in the 1920s

As a young child of about age 7, I discovered a brown varnished wooden box that my father told me was used earlier in the century, perhaps in the 1920's. He said that it was used as a medical aid. I concluded that the device didn't really accomplish anything and the people using it were pawns of quackery. The box contained 2 metal medical "paddles" Each "medical" paddle had a wooden handle attached to a polished steel cylinder. The cylinder was about 1/2 inch in diameter and about 4 inches long. A wire ran from the bottom of each handle to the box. I believe that the box contained some circuitry and a battery. My imagination produced a picture of someone feeling unwell who was stroking a part of his/her body with the paddle as if it were a "magic wand". I was of the impression that some sort of electrical sensation was given off by the paddle to soothe the part of the body that was being stroked. My curiosity got the better of me and I proceded to completely disassemble the whole device. After undoing all the screws, all of the components making up the whole device were visible but I learned very little and understood nothing. Eventually every little piece in the device was set aside; eventually ending up in the garbage can, I'm sure.

A bedtime story "One Wing Could Fly" by my Dad, Victor Charles COLE


As a young child of about age 4 or 5, my father would often tell me a short bedtime story. Calling them "bedtime stories" is inaccurate because my father was rarely at home when I went to bed. He was always busy, "working", in the evenings, rarely coming home for supper. But every day, my father would come home for lunch at noon. At the time, we were living in Moose Jaw, Saskatchewan, Canada. My father, Victor "Vic" COLE, would arrive by car at about 10 minutes after noon. My mother always had lunch ready when he arrived. We would begin our family lunch together within the next 10 minutes. The radio would already be turned on. At precisely 12:30, a "commercial" jingle on the radio would announce the upcoming news. The musical jingle began like this:

It's 12:30 now and its time for the news. . . from MacKenzies jewelry store.

we all knew that it was extremely important for my father to hear the news. I knew that I had to be very quiet while the news was on. Any interruptions by me were met by a servere cautionary rebuke from my father. The news never interested me. I don't recall ever listening intently to what the announcer was saying. The news on Moose Jaw's radio station CHAB lasted no more than 5 or 10 minutes. Soon after, lunch was over and my father would retire to the couch (sofa/chesterfield) in the living room and lie down for a short nap. That is when I would hear my "bedtime" story.

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My dad having a nap


It was always a treat to curl up beside my father. Often he would agree to tell me a story. I believe that my favorite "bedtime" story was the one called "One Wing Could Fly". It was a story about a father and his little boy going out for a walk. They found a little bird on the ground with a wing that was hurt and didn't seem to work. They took it home, cared for it for a number of days. Eventually the bird's wing got better, the bird was soon able to fly again. The story ended with the bird flying away to resume its normal life of being a bird in the wild.

The strange thing is that my father had asthma, couldn't go for walks, and never went for a walk with me. . . . or anyone else. Furthermore he never had spare time to spend with me, except on Sundays. (I'll talk about Sundays a little further along.) Laying beside him during his nap was when I could be with him. Sometimes he would fall asleep in the middle of the story. I would wiggle his nose to wake him up so he could finish the story. His nap never lasted longer than 10 minutes. He always woke up at 12:50 and immediately left to return to his office. My father was manager of the Great West Auto Electric, a mainly wholesale (and somewhat retail) automotive parts store.

The first home that I remember

I was born in Montreal, Quebec in 1944 while my parents were living on Christof-Colomb street. My father was working there as an aircraft instrument repairman during WW II. My mother had been working for General Electric as a "draftsman" revising drawings of electrical components. They met and eventually got married in 1943. It is interesting that their parents accompanied them on their honeymoon to Niagra Falls. I have a WWII War Bond that was purchased for me by my Grandmother Florence COLE. It was never cashed in. . .

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The above photo is of my grandma Daisy nee SULLIVAN GOATCHER, my grandpa Philip Richard GOATCHER and my other grandmother Florence nee KINGSLAND COLE on the deck of the Maid of the Mist at Niagra Falls in 1943. I was born in 1944. I have a War Bond bought for me by my Grandmother COLE during WWII. It shows the address of my first home in Montreal. My mother, Marion nee GOATCHER COLE, had been raised in Montreal where some of her relatives still lived. During the war my father worked for Ferry Command managing a team of technitians who repaired aircraft instruments. After the end of the war, my father got a job in Buenos Aires, Argentina where he managed a small aircraft instrument repair shop for a new federal government airline that Peron had started up. My mother and I (a little baby) eventually moved to live with my father in Buenos Aires where we stayed for about 2 years. I don't remember anything about that home, although I have a film of the exterior of the house. While in Argentina, my mother and father both learned some Spanish and I could apparently converse minimally with our housekeeper/nanny in Spanish. My mother had learned French growing up in Montreal, which was a good introduction to Spanish. She quickly learned enough Spanish to enable her to go shopping and converse adequately. My father's Spanish was more meagre and was primarily work-related.

When we returned from Argentina, my father was offered a job in Moose Jaw. His work in Moose Jaw will be described later. But when we returned from Argentina, our whole family stopped in Quebec to visit members of my mother, Marion Isabel nee GOATCHER's family. We visited family in Montreal, Sarnia, Noranda and Farmborough. I have almost no memories of those visits. But I do remember picking blueberries and raspberries in Farmborough (where my widowed grandmother Daisy nee SULLIVAN GOATCHER had a small farm). To this day when I taste a blueberry or a raspberry, it reminds me of that visit. I have very foggy memories of that visit but I can faintly remember the layout of the farm-house that my grandfather Philip Richard GOATCHER built for them to live in.

After that vacation, around 1948, we went to live in Moose Jaw, the city where my father had been born and raised. In fact, my grandfather COLE (Charley Percy COLE) owned the house where my father had been raised. When we arrived in Moose Jaw, my grandfather gave (or sold) that house to my father. So, we moved into the house where my father had grown up. Havinig just returned from Argentina, my parents had no furniture, so our house started out quite empty but we did have electricity. The house was located in the poorest part of Moose Jaw, at 1027 Ominica St. E in the extreme East end. Plumbing and running water were not available. We did not have a refrigerator. Ice and water were delivered on a regular basis. In our back porch, we had a large tank of drinking water equipped with a ladle that we used to scoop out a container full of water. My bath tub was a round metal tub about 3 feet in diameter and about 1 foot deep. Our furnace burnt wood and coal. Our kitchen stove was a wood stove equipped with a compartment that was kept full of hot water. But we had a telephone (# 4632) and my father owned a car, a sedan probably a Chevrolet. Our garbage and raw sewage waste was regularly collected by the city. Our nick-name for the sewage disposal truck was the "Honey Wagon".

I remember a poorly patched area of the plastered ceiling in the living room at 1027 Ominica St. E in Moose Jaw. I was told that it happened, a long time ago, when my Grandma Florence nee KINGSLAND COLE was in the attic. She accidentically stepped between the wooden 2x4s onto the plaster ceiling. One of her legs broke the plaster and created a hole in the living room ceiling. I never saw it happen but I certainly knew exactly where it happened. I also remember finding a box full of mirrors in the attic.Each mirror was about 1.5 inches by 3 inches. Apparently, my father, Vic COLE and his friend Earl NANT had made many periscopes to be sold to the public in 1935. That year, the King of England travelled across Canada by rail with a "whistle stop" in Moose Jaw. He greeted the public in front of the railroad station in Moose Jaw. My Dad and his friend knew that the crowd would have trouble seeing the King. Hopefully, the crowd would buy and use a periscope to see the King over the heads of the crowd. The mirrors in the attic were the left-over materials that had been used to build the periscopes. I have no idea how many periscopes were actually sold, probably not many.

For Kindergarten and Grade 1, I attended Prince Arthur, a protestant public school (shown below) located about 8 blocks from our house.

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There was a girl in my class, named Betty CRUMB, that I really liked, but I don't think the attraction was reciprocal. In Grade 1, I remember hearing that she was going to have a birthday party, although I didn't know much about birthday parties. So I convinced my mother to buy her a birthday present. When I showed up at her house, I learned that the birthday party had already been held, a few days earlier. All I remember is my disappointment.

I also remember music class at Prince Arthur. We were in the middle of Grade 1 band practise and I raised my hand to ask to go to the bathroom. The teacher said "No! I had to wait". Well I wet my pants. Another sad event in the East End of Moose Jaw.



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I vividly remember that house (shown above) on Ominica St. E where we lived for 2 or 3 years from 1948 to 1949. The first playmates that I remember lived near that house. My best friends were Eddie and Raymond LING, Ronnie ANDERSON, Gordie BARNETT, Keith PARKER and Gord HENDERSON. I recall my mother preparing a small picnic lunch to take with me when my friends and I went to visit a nearby former "dump" that Moose Jaw no longer used. I also remember going downtown to the movies every Saturday morning. My mother gave me 25 cents for the movie admission ticket and 5 cents for each of 2 bus tickets (there and back). My friends and I knew that by walking all the way downtown, we could save the bus money and buy popcorn instead. So that is what we did, we would walk the 10 or 20 blocks there and back.

There was a coal bin in the basement of that house. One day, I was excited to discover a small lizard in the coal bin. I remember when my father converted the furnace and the kitchen stove so that they could automatically burn oil instead. This saved him the onerous job of contantly feeding the furnace and kitchen stove. In good weather we used an outhouse located at the back of our yard. In inclement weather, we used an indoor toilet in the basement. Of course, the pail of waste in that toilet needed to be regularly transported to the outhouse to be emptied. I can imagine my father's memories of his childhood in that house.

My friend named Gord (Gordie) Henderson lived across the back alley from our house on Ominica street, when I was 4 or 5 years old. He had a teenaged sister. She had some 45 rpm recordings of popular singers. They were the first 45's that I had ever seen. I recall that our back-house was just across the back-alley from the Henderson's back-house.

Years later, Eddy Ling's brother Raymond Ling was a deliveryman to the Downtown Bowling Alley managed by my father at 50 Caribou St W in downtown Moose Jaw. This bowling alley was located near the corner of Caribou St W.and Main St. It was on the north side of Caribou St a few doors west of Main St. The original Moose Jaw Bowling Alley was located at 49 High St. E (p 82 of the 1940 Hendersons Directory for Moose Jaw) just across the street from the Great West Auto Electric (48 High St. E.) In 1940, the manager of the Moose Jaw Bowling Alleys was Mr A G (Menno) Hunter.

The office where my father worked

The store, named Great West Auto Electric. It was owned by my father and J. Earl NANT, his business partner. They both worked there for many years (certainly between 1949 and 1962 and before and after also). Later in this article, I plan to tell the story of how they came to own the store. My father ran the day-to-day business which was actually 2 enterprises: an over-the-counter parts outlet and a repair garage where a few mechanics repaired car engines. The facility did no body work, did not work on tires and did not take car engine blocks apart. Apparently they replaced neither pistons nor rings. The name of the business contained the word "Electric", but I had no idea what that meant. Earl NANT had a "back office" where he often had meetings with people and did paper work associated with the business. Earl met with salesmen representing their suppliers, which were many. He also met with local businesmen who ran stores similar to their store. Earl seemed to be aware of what was going on in the city and in the world; he knew what opportunies were opening up. He was responsible for making changes to their business. From the viewpoint of a little boy, the Great West Auto Electric was a thriving business. I knew that they also employed a small number of salesment who visited the "service stations" of the day to take orders for parts so that each service station could have a small inventory of commonly-needed car parts. These service stations would often "phone in" an special order. The order was "picked" and packaged ready to be delivered (normally by truck to city customers or by bus to customers outside of town).

Occassionally, my father would take me to the office on Saturday or Sunday. I suppose he would do this so my mother could "do the groceries" or go to a meeting. She didn't often go to meetings. I would be allowed to wander about the empty store. I recall a Coke machine that dispensed a bottle of Coca-Cola at an initial price of 5 cents. I recall the price going up to 7 cents one day. This was my first awareness of inflation. Sometimes when I was there, one or two other employees were working late. Usually it was a mechanic who was working to finish a car repair, I suppose. Eventually, I learned the first names of the mechanics and some of the other employees of the Great West Auto Electric.

My father's store was open every Saturday morning. Sometimes he would take me to the store with him. As a treat, my father would take me for his coffee break across the street, to the bowling alley. Coffee breaks and after-work refreshments were an important part of my father's social life. These were times when he would discover what was going on in the city of Moose Jaw and what his business acquaintances were getting involved in. This is how my father kept his "ear to the ground". But refreshments (drinks) after work always made him late for supper. He would often get home late, after I had gone to bed. This meant that I rarely saw my father, except at noon and on the weekends.

The Great West Auto Electric

A photo of the Great West Auto Electric appears below:

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Canadian Garage and the First Baptist Church


One of the first churches in Moose Jaw, Saskatchewan was the First Baptist Church (above) on High Street East. The Moose Jaw edition of Henderson's Directory (Source 13) for 1941 lists the following buildings:
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High St East
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 26 Vacant
 28 Crescent Press
 42 Salvation Army Citadel
 48 Great West Battery & Elec Co
 60 First Baptist Church
 72 Tozer Victor
 80 Knox Presbyterian Church
It is strange that 3 churches accompany the Great West Battery. In front of the Knox Presbyterian Church, there is (even in 2023) another church: St. Johns Anglican Church. At www.iGalri.com , some photos show some of the following:
In 1910 James TUXFORD opened his first automotive garage in 1910 (source iGalri.com).

The 1922 Hendersons Directory lists:

Great West Battery Co (R P SQUIRES & A G McGILL) 48 High E
and
McGILL Alexander G of Great West Battery Co r 1127 2nd Ave N W
McGiLL Alexander W brakeman C P R h 1089 Willow
Squires Roy P of Great West Battery Co h 724 6th Ave N W
A 1924 newpaper article (source: iGalri.com) indicates that Mr A MacGILL was proprietor of Great West Battery. This was probably Alexander MacGILL (1859-1948),who died at the age of 88 or 89.

The 1938 edition of Henderson's Directory lists the owners of Great West Battery & Electric as being:
GREAT WEST BATTERY & ELECTRIC CO., LTD>
  H. PHILPOT, President; H.H. SANDERCOCK, Secretary
I (David COLE) believe that it was Harry PHILPOT who sold Great West Battery to J.Earl NANT in 1939. Henderson's Directory 1938 edition shows PHILPOT to be the proprietor and shows J.Earl NANT to be an employee of Great West Battery. Harry PHILPOT died on May 04 1939. PHILPOT's gravestone is in Rosedale cemetery in Moose Jaw. It can be found at Source 12 which is grave number 189742773 at FindAGrave.com . For more recently discovered information about Harry PHILPOT, see Source 18.

Family lore says that Great West Battery was sold to J. Earl NANT after he was encouraged to leave school in grade 12 (1936-37) to be groomed for ownership of the Great West Battery company. A photo of the Grade 12 graduates of Oxford High lists Earl NANT and Vic COLE as graduates. Apparently Vic tutored Earl during their Grade 12 year. As seen below, Earl NANT is listed in the 1938 Hendersons Directory as employed by Gt West Battery while still living with his parents.

The 1938 edition of Henderson's Directory lists the following 3 people named NANT living at 1126 Alder, one being Earl NANT who was employed at Gt West Battery.

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NANT Earl emp Gt West Battery r 1126 Alder (See image below)
NANT John meat ctr h 1126 Alder
NANT Unice hsekpr r 1126 Alder


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According to the Henderson's Directory, in 1949, the employees of the Great West Auto Electric were:
The full text of Henderson's Directory (Moose Jaw) for 1940 can be searched at Source 14. Many other years can be searched at Source 13.

My grandfather Charles (Chas) COLE was listed in the Hendersons Directory for Moose Jaw
1937 p 50 361 (up) Main St. N Cole Chas
1937 p 50 423 Main St. N Zion United Church 
1940 p255 Paul Albert Moose Jaw Printing h 1026 Stadacona E

A buzzer built from a car regulator

There was one automotive "part" that intrigued me. It was the voltage regulator. A picture of one is shown below:

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I vividly recall these regulators. There were many different regulators in stock at the "Great West". My father knew of my interest in these regulators and he gave me one to take home to "play with". Most regulators had 3 coils although the one shown above only had 2 coils. At that time, I didn't understand the purpose or function of the regulator in a car. (To this day, I still don't!) But I knew that it was necessary to permit the correct charging of he battery. I quickly learned about the main electrical parts in a car.

In those days, in each car there was a battery, a starter, a generator, points, condensor, spark plugs and a voltage regulator. The horn and lights also existed but they were not essential for the functioning of a car. I learned that the battery by itself wouldn't stay charged and would eventually die. To prevent it from dying, a generator was used to recharge the battery. I had not yet learned that the sole purpose of the battery was to start the engine. Once started, the generator provides all the power needed to run the car. The starter was added to a car so that the owner didn't have to "crank" the engine manually to start the motor. The spark plugs provided a spark at exactly the right time to cause the explosion that gave each piston a push. The pistons gave a "little" push at exactly the right time to make the motor "turn around". Of course, the motor made the wheels turn. The points closed at exactly the right moment to cause each spark plug to "fire". But the function of the voltage regulator and the condensors were unclear to me. It seemed to me that there were multiple purposes or functions done by the voltage regulator. It was clearly the most complex part of the car. I could see that each coil was actually made up of a "spool" of wires. This was my first source of wires for me to play with. My examination of various "scrap" regulators didn't teach me what the regulator did for a car. To this day, I don't know all the functions of an "ancient" voltage regulator.

My father never gave me a car battery to play with. I now understand why. A car battery can be very dangerous. Firstly it is full of a very caustic acid (sulfuric acid) that is extremely dangerous, if it is spilled. This acid can even destroy human skin. Next, a car battery is very heavy. If dropped on a 7 year old's finger, the finger could easily be badly squashed. If a piece of metal, such as a screwdriver or wrench, touches both contacts of a car battery, it becomes red-hot and can burn someone very badly or even start a fire. Antoher reason that I wasn't given a batterry is because a dead unchargeable battery cannot hold much charge and is unusaable. Because I wasn't given a car battery to play with, I used flashlight batteries in my electrical experiments. I understood that the 110 volts (available from any wall outlet or receptacle) was very dangerous, that it could electrocute me or start a fire. So I didn't experiment very much with this source of electricity.

I discovered that a car regulator could usually be converted into a buzzer. A flashlight battery can be connected to the correct terminals of a regulator to make a buzzing noise. The addition of an external switch lets you turn on or off the buzzer. I suppose that this was my first invention, if it deserves to be called an "invention". To me, it was an accomplishment, I didn't consider whether or not I was the first one to make such a buzzer. I certainly wasn't the first.

At the time, I was intrigued by the voltage regulator. Perhaps it was because I didn't understand all the functions of the regulator. Perhaps it was the 3 different coils whose purpose I didn't understand. I had learned (probably from my father) that each coil became a magnet when electricity passed through it. I could see the little metal piece pulled down by the coil each time I connected it to electricity. I could see the electrical contacts that were "closed" or "broken" when the power to the coil was applied or removed.

Some of My father's childhood projects

My father had a very difficult childhood. He was born in his parents' house because he was born during the Spanish Flu epidemic, so hospitals were to be avoided. He was born in 1918, just after WW I. His birth certificate says he was born on Decc 1, 1919 but is dated earlier in 1919. Clearly this was an error. His parents were quite patriotic and appropriately named him Victor because the war had just been won. He told me that as long as he can remember, he had had asthma, very bad asthma. His asthma was so bad that he missed months of school, during many school years. He could not run, could not take long walks and always avoided any strenuous exercise. Eventually, even as a child, he often needed an injection of adrenaline to permit him to breathe without difficulty. My grandparents raised their two children (Gladys and Victor) in that house. There were 3 bedrooms, a master bedroom and a small bedroom on the ground floor. There was also a small bedroom upstairs.

I remember the layout of that house and was surprised to learn that my grandparents were able to "take in" two male orphans from next door, who had lost both their parents. I was told that one of them shared a bedroom with my father, but I doubt that the other slept in the same bedroom as my aunt (when she was a child). I have no idea where the younger orphan would have slept. The older orphan, named Arthur Noel "Art" WOOLGAR (1907-2003), shared the bedroom with my father. My father's nickname for him was "Doc" because when a shot of adrenaline was needed, he always preferred that Art give him the injection. At was born in 1907, so he was 11 years older than my father, Vic. I have done some genealogical research on the the Woolgar family, the results can be found in my "COLE/RICHARD tree '18" which is located at the Ancestry site.

My father told me that he had a paper route as a child. He said that there was at least one special old lady who lived alone. He delivered a newspaper to her every day. Each day, he would go into her house and give her some medication as an "additional service".

My father's life changed when he started high school around 1933. There was a fellow student in his classroom named Earl NANT. They quickly became very good friends, were inseperable and shared the rest of their lives together (as much as two married men can do). Neither of their families had much money and the years of the Depression were in full swing. I believe that each of their fathers had a job during the depressin of the '30s which meant that they weren't starving.

During high school, Vic COLE and Earl NANT realized that their fellow high school students liked to dance. So Vic and Earl often rented the Temple Gardens dance hall in downtown Moose Jaw. They hired bands and hosted high-school dances. They were very successful. Well, one day, a parishoner of Zion Church complained to Vic's mother, Florence need KINGSLAND COLE, that terrible things were happening during these dances. So Vic's mother bought a dance ticket and attended the dance as a bystander. The next time that the parishoner complained about Vic & Earl's dances, Florence asked if the complainer had witnessed this bad behavior at the high school dances. The complainer admitted that it was only gossip. Then Florence told her that she was at one of the dances and could testify that she witnessed no bad behavior. I am very proud of my grandmother, Florence in her support of her son.

Well, the game named Monopoly had just become popular. Earl and Vic decided that it would be a good idea to sell a similar game to every family in Moose Jaw, so that every child would be able to play it. At first the project seemed impossible. No-one had any money during the depression of the '30s, very few families could afford such a game. But making multiple copies of such a game would need some financing. After much thought, they invented a "Knock-Off" version of Monopoly that they called "Build-A-Home". The winner would be the first player to accumulate all of the materials necessary to build a house. Landing on each "business" square gave the player a receipt for the materials necessary from that business to build a home. Landing on the "fire square" meant that the house burnt down. If he didn't have an "insurance receipt", the player would lose all his receipts and would need to start over again. Instead of dice, the players drew from a deck of playing card to know how many squares to advance their marker. Each game was put in a paper bag and was delivered by a milk-man to each Moose Jaw home where children lived. I imagine that the game-board would have been similar to the image below:

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Build-A-Home game board


To make and deliver 3000 copies of the game to families in Moose Jaw, would cost almost $100. Notice that there are 19 properties all around the board, as in Monopoly. But in "Build-A-Home" each property was a store or business. . . that sold services or materials necessary to build a house. They visited the proprietors of each type of store and offered to sell them a space on the board . . . as a form of advertising. The price asked was $10 per store. Well they managed to sell these advertising spaces to 19 merchants in Moose Jaw. I believe that many of these merchants went to Zion church and knew that the janitor/caretaker, Charles P COLE, was Vic's father. Charles P COLE is listed in many of the annual volumes of Henderson's Directory (Source 13) which is Dave's genealogy source DC0406. A detailled list of the Henderson Directory citations of Charles P COLE can be found in the Notes for Charles Percy COLE in the family tree maintained by David KC COLE using Legacy software as of 2023. A list of various versions of (a GEDCOM of) this COLE family tree can be found in Source 01. Three busineeses of special note are:

Moose Jaw Printing - Albert PAUL (Vic COLE's brother-in-law) worked there
Palm Dairies       - They probably delivered the Build-A-Home game to homes in Moose Jaw
Patterson Motores  - The PATTERSONS were life-long business friends and partners of Vic COLE and Earl NANT
Possible List of Advertisers on the Build-A-Home Game
(from the 1940 Issue of Hendersons Directory (Source 14)

Army and Navy Store
Palm Dairies
Dominion Fire Brick & Clay Products
Bird Construction
Bellamy Furniture
Blackwood Hardware
Moose Jaw Printing
Henderson Agencies (Insurance)
Hodge Coal Company
Ludlow Realty Co
Mackay Thomas D (Paint)
Moose Jaw Heating & Plumbing Co
North Star Oil Co
Patterson Motors
Reliance Machine Works
Royal Bank
Security Lunber
Skingle Trucking Service

Vic and Earl knew the owner of Moose Jaw Printing and probably convinced him to lend them his printing press, so that they could print full-sized copies of the game board. (It probably was in black and white to save money.) Vic's sister's fiancé, Alb PAUL, was apprenticing to become a printer at Moose Jaw Printing, so he probably helped them. Associated with each "store" on the gameboard were 5 or 10 receipts for the goods needed to build a house. They printed up copies of these small receipts as well. These were similar to the property deeds, houses and hotels in the Monopoly game. Dice would be an ingredient of their game. But making dice would be difficult, so the game rules (that they also printed) said to use a normal deck of playing cards. Each player would take the next card from the deck and would move the equivalent number of spaces around the board. Of course, each player needed a marker, so markers had to be provided. I have no idea what they used as markers. One space on the board was a "fire" which would "burn down" all the materials and the partially built house. The unfortunate player landing on this square would lose everything, unless he had an insurance receipt. (Yes, one board space had been bought by an insurance company in Moose Jaw.). When everything was ready, Earl and Vic put all the components of the game into each of 3000 paper bags. One of the merchants was Palm dairy (in Moose Jaw) who had accepted to deliver the games. Each of their milkmen would give a free game to each family on their route, that is, each family that had at least one child.

Well, after making and delivering these games, Earl and Vic still had over $100 left. This was probably more money than they had ever had before. They were rich teenagers. So they splurged and bought their first car, a working car, for $10.

Numerical Puzzles

My grandparents (my father's parents) (below left) lived in Moose Jaw, the same city where we lived. My grandfather was the janitor (or caretaker) of Zion church in Moose Jaw. Zion (formerly Methodist) and St. Andrews (formerly Presbyterian) were the two United churches in Moose Jaw. A federal census around 1916 (and Henderson's Directory 1908) show that he was already working as a janitor at Zion church. He retired from that job in 1958. Prior to his retirement in 1958, he and my grandmother began taking an annual vacation to stay with their daughter, Gladys nee COLE PAUL (below right) in Mimico, Ontario which was a suburb of Toronto.

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3 Generations of the COLE family


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Gladys nee COLE PAUL


It was a 2 day train ride to Toronto from Moose Jaw. When I was about 10 years old, they invited me to accompany them on their vacation, an invitation that I enthusiastically accepted. One of the highlights of each of my "trips to Toronto" was going to the "Ex". The "Ex" was the annual Toronto exhibition, the biggest exhibition in Canada. Either my aunt Glad or my cousin Keith PAUL would take me to the "Ex". One year, at the "Ex" I discovered a small booklet containing many puzzles or riddles. This tiny booklet measuring only 3 inches by 4 inches, provided me with hours and hours of entertainment over the following years. For many years it was my favorite book. Sadly, I no longer have a copy of this little booklet. Ever since, I have been drawn to similar puzzles. The reader can find some of my favorite puzzles and riddles at my personal web page at Source 15. A few more puzzles can be found at my photo gallery at Source 16. My wife, As of 2023, Yvette nee RICHARD COLE and I regularly play duplicate bridge in Ottawa, ON and Bradenton, FL. A list of some of the games that we enjoy can be found in my Article 154 at Source 17.

Building my first electric game (fox, goose, bag-of-grain)


One puzzle became my favorite. The puzzle is as follows:
A man needsf to cross a deep river. A small boat is available for him to use. He is taking a fox, a goose and a bag of grain to market. So he needs to get his 3 products across the river as well. Two problems confront him. First, the boat will sink if he tries to carry more than one of his products with him. Second, he must never leave certain products alone together. If he leaves the fox alone with the goose, the fox will eat the goose. If he leaves the goose alone with the bag of grain, the goose will eat the bag of grain. How does he solve this problem?


Most people can solve this problem after a few unsuccessful attempts. So I decided that I could design and make a little game that would turn on an alarm (or ring a buzzer) if the player made a mistake. All I would need is 3 toggle switches as shown below.

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        FOX            GOOSE         BAG of GRAIN

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Fox, Goose, Bag of Grain switches


One switch represents the fox, another, the goose and the last switch the bag of grain. To begin, all switches are toggled away from the player. If the player wishes to take the fox across the river, he toggles the "fox" switch to point to himself. If the player does this, the alarm should sound because the goose is eating the bag of grain on the other side of the river. If the player can get all 3 switches pointing towards himself without "sounding" the alarm, he has solved the puzzle. So I figured out what type of switches I needed and how they should be wired up. I drew my first circuit diagram ( a wiring diagram ). I included a battery and an "alarm bulb". All of these materials were available from my father's parts store. So I convinced him to get me the necessary parts. Then I built the game. I wired everything up according to my wiring diagram. I labelled each of the swiches appropriately. Of course, I had to mount the components on a thin piece of wood, then I put everything in a suitable box to hide the batteries and the wiring. I tested all the combinations of the switches. The device worked fine . . . I had successfully built my first game. . . . at the age of 8 or 10. I still remember the type of switches I used and the concepts necessary to wire them together. During the rest of my life, I would design and make many games, some involving software programs, some hardware and some . . . both. Of course, at that young age, circa 1952, I had never heard of computers nor electronics. How the world has changed in 70 years. All adults and many children carry computers around with them (inside their cell phones). Today, most of these device can be used (and ARE used) to play numerous games no matter where you are.

Alarm clock switch


At the age of 12, my father asked me if I would like to have my own bedroom in the basement. We had moved into a "new" house at 943 Henry St. in Moose Jaw, Sask where my little brother, Chuck, and I each had our own bedroom. . . what luxury. Our previous house was old and had an outdoor garage. The garage had been transported to Buffalo Pound Lake where my parents had purchased a lot from the DIFFLY family.

Well, every couple of years my widowed grandmother Daisy (my mother's mother) would come to visit us for about 6 months. This was necessary because her government pension was not enough for her to live on. So, having 5 children, she went to live with each of her children, one after another. When living with us, she had her own bedroom forcing my brother and myself to share the remaining bedroom. My own bedroom in the basement would solve this problem. I didn't realize it, but my father had not yet told me that my mother was pregnant and another sibling was on its way. Well, of course, I told my father that my own bedroom in the basement would be great. So, he said that he thought that I was big enough to build it myself. What did I think of that? I considered the idea and said "OK". He told me that the next step would be for me to make up a list of materials that I would need for the job.

Well eventually I finished building my new bedroom and my sister, Christine, was born in 1958. (I don't remember in which order!) But I was able to move into my new room. Of course, I had included a couple of secret "hiding places" in the room. Today, my sister lives in the house, so I can occassionally visit the bedroom that I built. I still think its great, but my wife sometimes points out some of its shortcomings. Nevertheless it was a great learning experience. It was probably one of my first real confidence-building experiences. I don't recall "who slept where" when my grandmother Goatcher came to visit us after my sister was born in 1958. I left the house to attend university in Sasktoon in 1962. Perhaps my grandmother Goatcher didn't visit us during those 4 years. In her autobiography, she says that she went to Moose Jaw to stay with my parents in Dec 1962 which is a few months after I had left for University.

What has this got to go with an alarm clock? You might ask. Well, I had never needed an alarm clock. One of my parents had always awoken me. But when my bedroom moved to the basement, it was more work to wake me up, one of my parents needed to make a trip downstairs to wake me up. To resolve this problem, I installed a toggle switch at the top of the basement stairs. I wired it up to an automobile voltage regulator so that the regulator would buzz when the switch was toggled ON. I purposely did not install a push-button switch. A toggle switch would keep making the buzzing noise until I got up, walked up the stairs and toggled it off again. By this time, I was usually fully awake. My alarm clock switch was better than an alarm clock, because I had to actually get up to turn it off. I see that the switch still exists but I doubt that it's still hooked up to a voltage regulator.



My first Mecanno set motor


When I was a child, Lego building blocks had not yet been invented. But Mecanno sets and Erector sets existed. To build something using a Mecanno set, it was necessary to assemble the metal parts by using a nut and bolt to connect two metal pieces together. Most Mecanno pieces had numerous holes in them. A nut and bolt would be used to join two pieces by lining up two holes, one in each piece. Between the ages of 6 and 10, I spent many many hours building small cars, cranes, toy airplanes and assembling various things that I dreamt up. Playing with my Mecanno set probably was one of the childhood influences that led me to study engineering at university. I knew that electric motors existed and one day my father asked me if I would like a small electric motor that I could use with my Mecanno set. Well, it took him quite a while to get me the motor. I suppose that I asked him again and again when it was going to happen. Well, one day, he gave me the motor. I used that motor to make electric cranes of many varieties. This was how I incorporated wiring into my the Mecanno devices that I built. A picture of such a Mecanno set is shown below:

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My first telephone line (with Bruce ROWE on Monk St.)


I don't know where I found two telephones or earphones but I discovered that I could connect them together with a pair of wires (including a small flashlight battery). It was possible to hear what someone said into the device on the other end. So I explained to a neighborhood friend named Bruce ROWE what I had discovered. At this time, my parents had moved from Ominica St to 1138 Monk Ave in the Northwest corner of Moose Jaw. (I believe that the move was prompted by the arrival of my baby brother named Charles "Chuck" COLE). Well Bruce and I wanted to see if our "telephones" would transmit far enough to link our two houses. The problem was that two other houses separated our houses. So we got a very small pair of wires that were more than long enough to join our houses. We knew that the wires would be discovered (and probably not allowed) if we strung them at ground level. So we threw something over the roof tops of the two intermediate houses. We had attached a fine string to the object that was thrown. Then we used the fine string to pull the pair of wires over the houses. After we got the wires strung, we hooked up our telephones and were able to converse. We decided that it was unwise to install a longer wire, furthermore we didn't have a friend near enough to continue the experiment. We thought that crossing a street with the wire was not a good idea either. That these recollections have included so many wires really surprises me. But this autobiography is by no means complete.

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Vic & Earl's kid's train




My wife and Daughters

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L-R Yvette nee Richard COLE, Theresa COLE, Barbara COLE c1990


After my third year of university in Saskatchewan my best friend, Andy BOYS and I both got jobs with Alcan in Arvida, QC. In early spring we drove his car from Moose Jaw to Arvida, which is a 48 hour drive minimum. Andy wanted to visit the site of a past World's Fair in New York city, so we made a slight detour that added an extra day to the trip. During our trip, I decided that I would take this opportunity to learn conversational French. The trip was uneventful, we reported to work at the Alcan Aluminum smelter and found a downtown apartment in a near-by town named Kenogami. In Kenogami, there was a Pulp and Paper mill. Both these factories were managed by English-speaking management and engineers, so we quickly found some local English-speaking university students who had returned to Kenogami for the summer. These students were our age and enjoyed partying. They were living at home with their parents so they couldn't host parties, but our apartment was ideal for parties. These new friends showed us the best dance halls / taverns in the area. One was the Saguenay Bar in downtown Chicoutimi, just a few miles on the other side of Arvida.

Neither Andy nor I had girlfriends back in Saskatchewan. We probably went to the Saguenay Bar once or twice a month. Andy searched for English-speaking girls to meet and dance with. While I searched for French-speaking girls to meet and dance with. I eventually encountered a friendly girl, Yvette RICHARD, who lived in Arvida because her father worked at Alcan. The main problem was that Yvette couldn't speak English and I couldn't speak French. The solution to the problem was very simple because I wanted to learn French and Yvette didn't want to learn English. After meeting and dancing together on at least 2 occasions, I asked for her phone number so we could have a date together. Well I got up the courage to phone her and spoke to her in my pitiful French. Somehow, she understood who I was and what I was trying to say. She agreed and gave me her address.

Well, fortunately, our new friends in Kenogami were all bilingual, so they served as ready interpreters. for Yvette and me One of them was named Abraham (Bramy) FRANKS. I don't recall if our first date was a day at the beach or at a party in our Kenogami apartment. But we must have had a good time, because the second time I asked Yvette for a date, she quickly said "Oui". Well those friends in Kenogami knew what fun events were happening in the region and they knew what we could visit in the area. So Andy and I and Yvette became part of this Kenogami crowd of 5 or 10 students. Yvette had graduated as a teacher and one of our apartment neighbours was a young bilingual teacher, so this apartment neighbour was often included in our little "gang". The list of things that we did that summer included:

  Dancing at the Saguenay Bar
  Swimming at the Shipshaw beach
  Exploring the "Cave des Fees"
  Visiting the ghost town, Val Jalbert
  Swimming at "la plage des contremaitres" at Lac St. Jean
  Dancing at bars in Kenogami and Jonquiere
  Many parties in our Kenogami apartment
  Sometimes I visited Yvette's family and her siblings
  Passing summer days at Yvette's family cottage on the Saguenay River
  and many other venues and occasions

Many of our first dates were with other people and most of them spoke French. So Yvette was probably not intimidated by being alone with Dave and his English/French dictionary. Most of the time we had people around who could easily translate. During the day, Monday to Friday, I worked at Alcan and Yvette played tennis every day weather permitting. She normally played tennis at the Manoir du Saguenay in Arvida. So Yvette filled her evenings and weekends by visiting and partying with me and our Kenogami group. Andy often had dates with local girls, but he never really found a girlfriend in the Saguenay region. I invited my brother, Chuck, to come and visit me for 2 weeks during the summer. He was included in our outings in the evenings and on weekends. But during the day, he played pool with the better pool players in a pool-hall near our Kenogami apartment. So Chuck was the first member of my family to meet Yvette and her family.

Often in the evenings, during the week, I would use our shared car to visit Yvette at her home. I recall that, in her parents' home, no-one spoke English. Yvette had 6 sisters and a brother. Only her oldest sister, Blandine, was married and lived elsewhere in Arvida so all of the other sisters would be at her home. Many of the sisters were teachers, like Yvette's mother, so they were all home for the summer. Yvette's younger sister, Angela, and their younger brother, Jacques, had not yet finished school so they were living at home full-time. The only sister who wasn't a teacher was Rolande who worked for Saguenay Railway in Arvida, so she was also living at home. Yvette had not yet started teaching at St Therese school in Arvida, so she was still living at home also. It took me a while to learn all of this. Initially, I found it strange that so many people were living in one small house, a total of 9 people.

At Yvette's parents' home, we would often sit around talking, even though my French was poor at best. Sometimes we would play parlor games like Scrabble (in French) or 500, a card game similar to Whist or Bridge. I remember inviting Yvette's brother, Jacques, to accompany me to a James BOND movie (in English). It was playing at a small English movie theater in Arvida. He had never heard of James BOND and really enjoyed such an action movie even though he didn't understand English. Yvette's family were very hospitable and made me feel very welcome in their house. They knew that I was studying Engineering and they knew that most of the many Engineers at Alcan were English. Blandine's husband, Roch ARSENEAULT, worked at Alcan as a "Couler" foreman in the plant. His team poured the molten aluminum into the big "molds" of various shapes. Yvette was a lot of fun to be with and our evenings and weekends together were very eventful. During weekday evenings, when we weren't at Yvette's parents' home, Yvette and I would go dancing or to have a snack at a fast food restaurant. MacDonalds, A&W etc had not yet opened outlets in the Saguenay area. I remember many an evening with Yvette at Chez Bob or Chez Vio or M. Patate or the Restaurant Chez Georges in downtown Chicoutimi. Yvette enjoyed the salads at Chez Georges, which still exists as of 2023. At Chez Bob, I would often order "un hot doey avec choux, relish, moutarde avec des frites et avec un coke". Yvette and I had first met at the Saguenay Bar on Rue Salaberry in Chicoutimi. Nowadays, in 2023, the bar has been converted into a store or an apartment. Yvette studied education (normal school) at Soeurs du Bon Pasteur in Chicoutimi.

Andy worked in the plant at Alcan but I was assigned to work in a pilot plant where Alcan was trying to use a new untested chemical process to produce aluminum without electricity. This pilot plant was called Plant Deshayne (spelling?). My job there was to test some of the many electronic sensors that controlled the chemical process. After a few years of unsuccessful testing, the idea of the new process was deemed a failure and the whole building was torn down, leaving just an empty lot near the "Club des Contramaitres" in downlown Arvida.

I recall that I was probably making too much use of our shared car. But Andy often went out with the rest of the Kenogami "gang", so he didn't need the car as much as I did. However, when one member of the gang went away for a few days, he lent me his scooter. During those days, Yvette and I got used to riding on the scooter between Arvida and Kenogami.

At Alcan, I heard that they would be hiring some Engineers the following spring. So I enquired about the jobs that they would want to fill. They were planning on installing 5 or 6 minicomputers in various places in the plant. One of the first installations was to start controlling the hundreds of aluminum "pots" using newly-released IBM 1800 computers. I met the project manager for this team and asked him about the job. He explained as much as he could. His name was Dave MORTIMER and his boss was Leo LACEY.

As the summer began to turn to autumn, Yvette and I had become a steady girlfriend and boyfriend pair. We were not looking forward to living 2000 miles apart and although we didn't discuss it, we knew that such a long distance would really test our relationship. I had to return for my last year of university and Yvette would begin her first year of teaching. Andy decided that he would leave a week before university officially started, although we knew that the first week of university wouldn't have any serious classroom time. Andy and I had been living together in a rented apartment during our previous two years of university in Saskatoon and we would do the same during our fourth and last year. As luck would have it, a good friend of mine, named Dave WRIGHT was also working in Eastern Canada. Well Dave had driven East in his Dad's car which was a Volkswagen. That summer, Dave had bought a used Jaguar and worked on it to make it roadworthy. He asked me to drive one of his cars back to Saskatchewan. I agreed because this meant that I could spend an extra week or 2 with Yvette. Then I would arrive a little late to start university. This whole plan worked out fine. I sadly, said goodbye to Yvette and promised to write often and talk on the phone occasionally. I still remember the melancholy drive through the beautiful autumn-colored Laurentian mountains north of Quebec City.

My fourth year studying engineering at the university of Saskatchewan during 1965-1966 was uneventful. Fortunately, Andy and I readily learned all about Electrical / Electronic Engineering. Andy still didn't have a steady girlfriend. Similarly to the previous 2 years of university, because we had our own apartment, we continued to have weekly parties almost every Thursday night. A number of our university friends from Moose Jaw and a few new friends from elsewhere would attend our parties. Some of the partiers were: Bob CAMPBELL, Marylynn SCHULTZ Pat BOWER, Rosemary HOWES, Ed HOBDAY, Lois DONALDSON, Lorraine ROZELL and Marilyn? ARCHIBALD. I had more than 20 LPs of popular music that we would play into the wee hours of the morning. Andy and I never missed classes, so around 3 am, I would stand on a chair and noisily wind up my alarm clock. This was the signal for everyone to go home and go to bed.

Every few weeks, I would drive my 1953 Ford from Saskatoon to Moose Jaw to visit my parents. But my mind was still thinking of Yvette. One day, I mentioned that I had already met her family during the previous summer. So I suggested that she come to Moose Jaw over Christmas to meet my family. She agreed and we split the cost of her airfare. At that time, I didn't realize that Yvette had never set foot outside of Quebec and that she had never been in an airplane. She had probably never even been away from home for more than a few days and had never spent a day in an English environment. How naive I was. And how brave Yvette must have been.

Well, the Christmas season of 1965 arrived in Moose Jaw and so did Yvette. My parents and siblings made Yvette welcome in Moose Jaw. During her stay in Moose Jaw, I was a full-time translator. Yvette had still not learned any conversational English. My mother had grown up in Montreal, so she knew how to speak French. Her French was quite rusty, but she was able to easily converse with Yvette. My parents knew that Roman Catholics normally went to midnight mass on Christmas Eve while Protestants celebrated Christmas on Christmas Day. Some good friends of my parents, named Vern and Joan BROWN were a Protestand/Roman Catholic couple, so my parents arranged for them to take Yvette and me to Midnight Mass on Dec 24. Yvette didn't understand the mass in English, but the ritual and Christmas carol tunes were familiar. Speaking of music, Yvette and her sisters enjoyed British and American pop music. They recognized the tunes, but didn't know any of the words because the words were in English. Yvette met my family and my grandparents who were still alive and living in Moose Jaw. She only recognized my brother Chuck and my room-mate Andy BOYS. I remember throwing a party to which I invited my university friends from Moose Jaw and some of my best high-school friends who didn't go to University such as Ron ANDERSON and Keith PARKER. Some of those friends, I would never see again, because I never returned to live in Moose Jaw after that Christmas in 1965.

Around New Years day, Yvette returned to Arvida. We had another sad parting of the ways. I told her that I would try to get a job at Alcan in Arvida after my graduation, but I couldn't promise success. All I could promise was that I would do my best to get a job in (and move to) Eastern Canada.

So Yvette returned to her job as a high-school teacher at (her former high school,) St. Therese school in Arvida. During the last year of university, company recruiters always came to interview prospective employees especially gratuating engineers. I signed up to meet the interviewer from Alcan. He asked me if I had any preferences about what type of job I wanted after graduation. I told him the I had met with the team leader, Dave MORTIMER, for the upcoming Potroom Computer Control Team at Alcan in Arvida. I knew that I wanted to put my electronics knowledge to use and that I was very interested in learning about computers, especially for process control. He looked on his list of jobs to fill, identified this exact job and told me that I would be hired for that position. All I had to do was graduate with a Bachelor of Engineering (B.Eng.) degree. I assured him that that would happen. For my last 3 years of university I was in the honors program (called Engineering Science) at the University of Saskatchewan. I was confident that everyone in my honors class would graduate because we all sudied hard. That evening, I phoned Yvette and told her I would probably have a full-time job at Alcan in Arvida in the spring of 1966. All that university year, I wrote a weekly letter to Yvette (in English). She always replied in French. Neither of us could write very well in a second language.

For the rest of the semester, I kept writing weekly letters to Yvette along with the occasional telephone call. At the end of their university year, most engineering graduates would write their last exam, and wait for their final marks to be posted. The successful new engineers attended an optional engineering ceremony (where they each received an iron "Canadian engineers ring" to wear on the little finger of their working hand). After another week, most graduates went through the official graduation ceremony. I discovered that, I could leave immediately after my last final exam, skipping the ring-ceremony and the graduation exercises. Driving non-stop, I might arrive in Arvida on Yvette's birthday. So that is exactly what I did. Driving non-stop for over 48 hours would have been foolish and accident-prone. So I picked up a hitch-hiker, in an army uniform, who had a drivers license. He drove more than 8 hours, giving me enough time to get some much needed sleep. By doing this, I actually did arrive in Arvida on Yvette's birthday on April 21, 1966. It was one of the best days of my life.

In April, Yvette had not yet finished teaching school. But my job and my girlfriend were both in Arvida for me. I had done very little computer programming before that. But I knew that a computer-related job was the kind of work I relished. Fortunately, the project team consisted of all English-speaking engineers, so I had no language problems at work. But I knew that I needed to vastly improve my conversational French. I also knew that Yvette was there to help me. I stayed at Yvette's parents house for a few days and quickly found an apartment to rent in St. Jean Eude which is situated between Arvida and Chicoutimi, close to the main Alcan plant. This location was actually closer to my job site than it was to Yvette's parents' house.

The summer of 1966 was great. Yvette and I were together again and deeply in love! I discovered that the computer field was exactly the job area that I wanted. It was fun learning how to program (in FORTRAN). . . . and Alcan was paying me to have fun. Our project needed someone to learn Assembler Language (digital machine language) and I volunteered. I enjoyed my work days and my eveningss and weekends with Yvette. I learned that she had a good sense of humour behind her ever-present smile. Our Christmas together in Moose Jaw taught me that Yvette was willing to tackle any new situation and that she was relatively fearless. I also learned that she liked children. . . she had been working as a Children's Playground Supervisor in the summers. I also knew that her family had good values and that they were hard workers. I remember buying Yvette a silver bracelet with the engraving "Yvette que j'aime". I believe that she still has it in her jewelry box. I know that she kept all of my handwritten letters for years as well.

Eventually, Yvette and I started discussing marriage. Yvette says that I proposed to her one evening in the restaurant at the Manoir du Saguenay in Arvida. But Yvette and I had a small problem: she was Roman Catholic and I was Protestant. We thought that Yvette's parents had frowned on mixed marriages. We understood that Yvette's parents might not approve of one of their daughters marrying a Protestant. But we weren't going to let that stop us from getting married. We decided that I would not ask Yvette's parents for permission to marry Yvette. So we selected and bought an engagement ring and announced our engagement to Yvette's parents, not knowing what their reaction would be. We were pleasantly surprised at their joyful acceptance of our marriage. We had decided that it might be a small civil wedding, but Yvette's parents immediately said that it was their custom to pay for the wedding. The local priest was willing to marry us if my church in Saskatchewan would confirm in writing that I was a member of a Christian church. I had thought that Yvette had a nice family and now I knew that this was true.

Our next hurtle was the venue of the wedding. The reception was at Hotel Mi-Chemin? in Arvida on the main road between Chicoutimi and Jonquiere. We expected Yvette's local family and friends would attend the wedding. I thought that my parents and siblings would fly in from Saskatchewan. I didn't expect any of my Saskatchewan friends to attend. I was pleasantly surprised that many of my relatives from Toronto would be there along with my grandmother Daisy GOATCHER, my mother's mother. A few of my older cousins also attended. Probably because it was winter time, we didn't have a group family photo. Our actual wedding was on Nov 5, 1966 at St. Joseph's church in Arvida. This was Yvette's family church and was located just a few blocks from her home. From her family of 8 siblings, Yvette was the 6th oldest child but she was only the 2nd to get married.

That year I enrolled in a "French Grammar" evening course for francophones who had less than 8 years of schooling. My teacher and classmates would correct most of the mistakes I made when speaking French and I learned "Good French Grammar" along with my classmates. This was the first of many French courses that I took through the years. Of course, Yvette had the patience to help me improve my conversational French. I also starting reading pocket novels in French. I discovered that "street French" existed (similar to saying "ain't" in English). They called it "joual", a variant of "cheval". French was spoken much more quickly than in English, often leaving out many of the vowels and only spitting out the consonants as in "J't'l'donnerai" for "Je te le donnerai"which means I'll give it to you. Quebec French includes many English words that are pronounced differently in French eg "bekos" which means "back-house" for an out-door toilet in French. Yvette's parents had Acadian ancestors which brought many old Acadian words into Quebec French eg. "bomb" for "kettle". And last but not least, some French from France phrases like "week-end" were not used in Quebec. Quebecers used the more proper phrase "fin de semaine" that Parisiens didn't use. I also learned that Quebec people and people from France could easily understand each other, especially if they spoke "Proper French".

Honeymoon.  Other teachers filled in for her.
Honeymoon in Fort Lauderdale, FL
moved into a basement apartment on the Rue Bello in Arvida
Dave finishes Process Control of Pots Project in Arvida
Alcan paid for Dave's tuition for a M.Sc in Computer Science
returned to Saskatoon to study Dave's Masters Degree in Computer Science
In Sasktoon, our best friends were Carol Nee NANT and Fred (Smitty) SMITH
Carol NANT was the daughter of my father's best friend and business partner
In Saskatoon Yvette learned English by spending hours with Carol NANT
Dave was Computer Systems Supervisor for 6 months at UoS Computer Center
Installed rural ECG transfer / analysis system on UofS IBM 360
Our daughter Theresa was born in Saskatoon
After graduation, Dave taught University Classes in Computer Science
After a year or two, Dave accepts a job with Alcan at its Head Office in Montreal
D&Y rent a house in Brossard
D&Y buy a house in Brossard, on the South shore of Montreal
Our daughter Barbara is born at Greenfield Park in Montreal
Dave's doctor thinks he has a heart problem
FLQ attacks begin in Quebec province
D&Y rent a house close to Alcan's new 360 computer location
Alcan transfers Dave back to Arvida as Computer Services Supervisor
Alcan fires all English supervisors in Arvida replacing them with francophones
Dave lived in Montreal searching for a job anywhere
Dave accepts position of VP Communications & Research at Saskcomp in Regina
Dave resigns to start up Dynamic Computers with Bob PATTERSON
Dave partners with Tom TOWNSEND at small company startups
Dave designs and builds a computer controlled sign
Dave becomes partners with Bill LITTLE
Dave goes Bankrupt
Elphege RICHARD, Yvette's father, dies
Dave works for ?? in Regina
Theresa moves to Quebec City
Theresa & Tommy VAVOUGIOS live together in Quebec City
Dave and Yvette decide to return east for retirement
Dave accepts project manager job at NUTAT in Ottawa and moves there
Yvette joins Dave in Ottawa
Dave & Yvette buy a house in Blackburn Hamlet in Ottawa
Barbara moves to Blackburn Hamlet
NUTAT goes bankrupt
Dave accepts project manager job at Marketware in Ottawa
Marketware goes bankrupt
Lydie nee ARSENEAULT, Yvette's mother, dies
Marion nee GOATCHER COLE dies
Yvette Retires
Dave Retires
Dave & Yvette buy a condo in Gloucester
Dave & Yvette make a long 5 month trip to FL, AZ, SK
Vic COLE  (fsid:L69G-PMF) dies. Dave & Yvette are there for the funeral.
Dave & Yvette return to Blackburn Hamlet
Theresa marries Tommy VAVOUGIOS
Dave & Yvette buy a condo in Bradenton, FL
Dave & Yvette become annual snowbirds
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today

University


Until Grade 11, I had not given any thought to university. Sometime near the end of Grade 11 (in the spring of 1961) my father asked me if I had considered going to university. I admitted that I had not given it any thought. My father told me that he had recently read that many people with a university degree earn a million dollars more, in their lifetime, compared to those that didn't have a university degree. I was not aware that Carol NANT, the daughter of his business partner, Earl NANT was at univerity studying to become a teacher. But this was probably the origin of his thoughts about my attending university.

Well, that single conversation had a profound affect on the rest of my life. Until then, my grades at high school were unimportant for me. I easily got grades of A or B in math and science, but I often got grades of C or D in history or english. Reflecting back, I suppose that I was quite a lazy student, studying just enough to get a passing grade in my more difficult subjects. I recall failing only 1 high school class: Grade 9 typing. I told my parents that having a typewriter at home would permit me to improve my typing. Magically a typewriter was purchased for our home. I was allowed to enroll in Grade 10 typing which I passed.

A few words about my pastimes are in order. From the age of 5 to 10, my favorite pastime was to build mechanical things using my Mecanno kit. Often, for Christmas or a birthday, I would be delighted to receive a more advanced Mecanno set. I remember my father asking me what I could build if I had a small 110v electric motor for my Mecanno set. I dreamed of what I would do with a motor. Of course building cranes were the first ideas. One day, he gave me a little electric motor. Around that time, I remember my father explaining to me the concept of the differential component of an automobile transmission. I had never realized that the front wheels of a car must turn at different speeds whenever the car turned. This was not a problem, but when the motor was powering (driving) the two back wheels, a simple transmission would turn the two back wheels at the exact same speed. My playing with Mecanno sets had taught me about many things such as this. Without a differential, there would be serious friction between the rubber and road. Over the next few years, I would buy and repair my own cars, learning much along the way. My part-time jobs at my father's work taught me a lot.

Fifty years ago, many old people didn't have pensions. My maternal grandmother was widowed in 1944 when she was 60 years old, she only had a government pension and no house. So she lived her next 26 years with each of her 5 children, spending 3 to 6 months with each, one after another. Most of her children lived in Eastern Canada, but because our family lived far away in Western Canada, she would stay with us less often but usually for a 6 month period. When living with us she would often look after me and my siblings. She taught us to play many games, like card games, checkers, chess, scrabble and many simpler childish games. I remember that it was "Grannie [Daisy] Goatcher" who taught me how to play chess. In later years, I remember my mother teaching me how to dance.

During World War II, my father was in charge of aircraft instrument repair in Montreal. The USA was building the aircraft for the Allies. Each airplane was built in California, tested and was then taken on its first "real" long-haul flight from California to the East coast where it would be fitted with many extra fuel tanks (instead of bombs and weapons) so that it could fly across the Atlantic ocean to be used in aerial warfare. Upon arrival at the East coast, in Montreal, my father's instrument technicians would repair any problems discovered on the cross-country "maiden flight" of each airplane. After the war, my father had brought home a fully operational multi-frequency radio receiver, a model RA1B. He let me play with it. This lead to my desire to study radio technology. At the age of 16, I wrote the exams and received my Amateur Radio license with the "call sign" of VE5KS. Then I built a transmitter and communicated with other "Ham" radio operators around the world. This was my first actual hands-on experience with electronics. In those days, before transistors, the electronic device used tubes instead.

Well, I decided that I wanted to go to university, so my studying became more seriousand my grade 12 marks permitted my acceptance to the University of Saskatchewan in Saskatoon. I enrolled in commerce but quickly switched to the College of Engineering. My father told me that I was responsible for my university expenses, but that he would co-sign the necessary bank loan. He said that the first step was for me to prepare the budget for my 4 years at University, which I did. It was understood, that whether I succeeded or dropped out, I was responsible to repay the loan. But after I graduated, the loan magically disappeared, clearly having been paid by my father.

During my first year at university, I wasn't ready to live in an apartment, so I stayed in residence at "Emmanuel College" on campus in Saskatoon. I really enjoyed all my technical classes, but discovered that my English class needed twice as much of my study time as any other class. My first marks in English were D's or E's. I devoted sufficient time to raise my final mark in English to an A. While at Emmanuel college, I learned about communal living and how to play Contract Bridge. But most of my leisure hours were spent on studying, doing exercises (homework) and studying for exams. Two former high-school classmates, David WRIGHT and Andy BOYS became my best friends. Andy studied exactly the same courses as I did, so we helped each other in our studies. Our good marks permitted us to study Electrical Engineering Science, which is similar to the Honors program in the College of Arts and Science. During the 2nd, 3rd and 4th years, Andy and I shared an off-campus apartment. We studied 16 to 18 hours a day, taking time off for partying only one evening a week. Neither of us had a serious girl-friend until our 4th year. During the 4th year, I had a long-distance relationship with my future wife, Yvette Richard who lived in Quebec.

Every summer, both Andy and I had a summer job. During the first summer, we both were employed by the BA Oil Reginery in Moose Jaw (along with David WRIGHT, Ed HOBDAY, Bob CAMPBELL and a few other classmates from Grade 12.) That summer, I bought my first car, a 1956? 6 cylinder Ford. During the first year of university, I applied for a scholarship along with many other university students. I had participated in many extra-curricular activities, like Air Cadets, university politics, church activities, DeMolay (a junior Masonic group), high-school student council etc. These activities, my part-time work experience and my recent good marks won me the scholarship. This scholarship resulted in a 12 week summer job at the head office of Wolf Power Tools in London, England and a vacation in Europe. This experience taught me a little bit about becoming a citizen of the world. I recall seeking help at the airport in Paris, France. I didn't speak French and was searching for someone to give me directions. Finally, I encountered an Air Canada Stewardess who helped me. But she admonished me, saying "You come from Canada and don't speak French, shame on you!". Soon after, when I visited the Montreal office of Wolf Power Tools, they too, were surprised that I couldn't speak French.

The next summer job that I had, took both Andy and me to Arvida, Quebec to work at the Alcan smelter located there. When we were driving to Arvida from Moose Jaw, I reminded Andy that Arvida was totally francophone. We had both studied French in high school, but neither of could speak it conversationally. (I should mention that Andy was the top student at our high school, always winning the Governer-General's medal etc.) I said "If we worked at it, we could maybe learn how to speak French. He gave it some thought then said: "I don't think I'll bother." I said that maybe I would give it a try. Well we shared an apartment near Arvida, we went to the same parties and attended the same weekend activities (all with some new local bilingual friends). But I met a francophone Quebecoise girl named Yvette Richard. With her help, by the end of the summer, I was able to speak barely enough French to get by. When Andy and I returned for our last year of university, I staying in touch with Yvette by post and by telephone. During the previous year, I was the secretary for the Engineering Students Union. I believe that David WRIGHT was President. Being secretary, I published many editions of the Red Eye (Engineerying Student Newspaper). During our last year as undergrads, I ran the campaign for Dave WRIGHT in his unsuccessful bid to become president of the University Students Union. (Dave TKATCHUK won, but his supporters counted the votes, we think.) My relationship with Yvette grew with the time and distance and we hoped that I could return to Arvida after completing my studies.

Andy and I had very different jobs at Alcan that summer. Andy worked in the factory where aluminum was produced, but I was working in "Plant Dechene" in downtown Arvida. I must digress a little at this point. . . . .

Aluminum has traditionally been produced by passing an electric current through a type of fine sand called bauxite. The bauxite contains aluminum but the bauxite must first be turned into a liquid form (like lava) before it will release the aluminum. This process is very expensive and requires large amounts of electricity. Before the 1960's, a new process had been developed to release the aluminum from bauxite using less expensive acids instead of electricity. Alcan purchased the rights to this new less expensive process. Alcan was able to do this successfully for short runs using laboratory equipemnt. The next step was to build a little factory to do this in an industrial environment in a continuous process. To this end, Alcan built a "small" multi-story factory in Arvida. Their first production run worked and some aluminum dribbled out, but many issues arose, most being metal pipes that were corroded by acids. In the laboratory, small glass tubes were used, but in the full-scale environment, the glass tubes needed to be replaced by metal pipes. So the engineers and scientists replaced the corroded sections and installed better electronic control systems. Many months of work needed to be done in hopes of success. I had been hired as a summer worker to assist with this retrofitting. My summer job was completed before a second trial run was conducted. I have heard that the subsequent trials were very disappointing. Soon after, Alcan tore down the whole building at "Plant Dechenes". Hearsay says that Alcan vowed to never try it again. This multi-million dollar venture was a complete failure.
Before leaving Arvida in the fall of 1965, I had enquired about job openings at Alcan the next year. They introduced me to Dave MORTIMER who had been selected to lead a small group of engineers who would implement one of the first process control (IBM 1800) computers at Alcan. It would control hundreds of electrolytic cells that were used to produce aluminum. I decided to apply for a job in this group. Perhaps Dave MORTIMER suggested that they should hire me. (I'll never know.)

I wanted to see Yvette again soon, and we both wanted her to meet my parents and family. I suggested that she come to visit us in Saskatchewan for the Christmas of 1965. We agreed to split the cost of the airfare. The visit was better than we could have imagined. We happily discovered that my mother, Marion, (who had been raised in Montreal from Grade 1 through Grade 11) hadn't forgotten her conversational French. After that visit, both Yvette and I were contemplating a longer-term relationship. But there were many stumbling blocks: such as distance, job, language and religion.

As my fourth year of university was progressing, I discovered that some recruiters from Alcan would be interviewing engineering graduates for potential employment. I applied, of course. When the Alcan interviewer asked me if I had any idea what type of job I wanted. I told him that I hoped to work in Arvida, for Alcan, on the process control project that was being started that year. I said that I hoped to join Dave MORTIMER's team of engineers who would be installing a computer. I hoped that my knowledge of electronics would be useful. He looked at the list of jobs that he needed to fill, spotted this exact job and promised it to me, on the spot. There was only one condition: I needed to graduate with an Electrical Engineering Degree in the upcoming months. My dream job, in my chosen field (computers) in the city where my girlfriend lived. For me, that was "Cloud Nine". And all I needed to do was to actually get my Engineering Degree.

So, I studied even harder, all the while staying in touch with Yvette. The normal chain of events to get my degree, was: to take my exams, pass them, then move out of our apartment, attend the graduation exercises, get accepted by the Canadian Engineering Society, be presented with an Engineering ring and take possession of my University Diploma. Then I could move to Arvida, Quebec to begin working and be closer to Yvette.

I knew that Yvette's 22nd birthday would be on April 21, 1966. It would be impossible for me to drive there by that date if I attended all of official ceremonies surrounding my graduation. I was anticipating that I would pass all of the final exams. After writing them, I was sure of graduating. But the only way to be in Arvida for Yvette's birthday was to start driving there immediately after my last exam. Also I would have to skip all of the graduation ceremonies. I was the first in my father and mother's families to complete a university degree. But they didn't complain about missing all of the pomp and ceremony. Well, after some 48 hours of driving (with a small amount of sleep), I arrived in Arvida on April 21, 1966 to wish Yvette a Happy Birthday. In Arvida, English engineers were the heart and soul of the Alcan plant, over 99% of the employees were francophone workers. Yvette's father and her only brother-in-law worked for Alcan. As one would expect, I was welcomed into the family, especially because I was learning French, many Alcan engineers remained as unilingual anglophones. I became a welcome visitor in their home. I soon found an apartment nearby and started working for Alcan, my first full-time job.

Of course, to improve my spoken French, I enrolled in some local part-time French courses. But my education was not complete. On the job, I needed to learn how a large factory operated, about the process to produce aluminum, about industrial electronics and about operating a computer. I had never touched a corporate computer before, just an Atari and some toy computers that were on the market such as a Sinclair. On the job, I fully learned how to program in Fortran and became the only team member to learn assembler language. Of course, I learned how computers could use electronics to take readings and control factory equipment. Over the next couple of years, our project suffered many pitfalls, but was eventually a complete success. All that was needed was to apply the same technology to the remaining 95% of the plant that was also producing aluminum using this exact same process without computers. But the exploratory work was complete. Of course, Alcan had much more work for me to do. But I had different ideas. I had seen how medium-sized computers could be used for process control. I had seen how computers could communicate with equipment across distances (of much more than a few yards). My previous experience with amateur radio convinced me that future computers would use electronic technology to communicate. But in those days, computers were stand-alone boxes. Companies used simple slow teletypes to transmit information but computers never communicated. I also knew that companies like Alcan would make more and more use of computers. I had seen the big IBM computers in action both at Alcan and at the University. I wanted to become a part of the computer world.

So, around 1969, I enquired about returning to university to get a Master's Degree in Computational Science (its name in those days). I discovered that the University of Saskatchewan (my alma mater) had made a giant move in the direction of computers. One of my former electrical professors, Mr. Blaine HOLMUND, had gone to a more advanced university to study Computational Science. He was returning to the University of Saskatchewan where he would start-up a Department of Computational Science in the College of Arts and Science. Upon inquiry, I was told that I could enroll in the Master of Science program to become one of their first post-graduate students. Of course, I would need to study the necessary undergraduate classes in Computational Science to acquire the equivalent knowledge of a "recent graduate" of Computational Science. There were no such undergraduate programs in place in most universities yet. So I told Alcan that I was going back to university to study more about computers (and telecommunications although I didn't know that exact term yet.). The head of the whole computer department (at Alcan in Arvida) was Leo LACEY, the boss of my boss, Dave MORTIMER. Leo LACEY asked me if I would consider returned to work for Alcan at some future date, if they paid all my tuition fees. I asked "No commitments?" He said "None". Of course, I accepted his offer.

By this time, Yvette and I had been married (in Nov 1965), but Yvette had not yet begun to speak English. However she was very supportive of my getting more education in the emerging field of computers. Co-incidentally, my father had recently sent me a considerable amount of money. He said that he wanted us to spend it having fun . . . something that he was not able to do at my age. When my Dad was in his late teens and early twenties, the depression of the 1930's had already taken it toll for many years. So, with this money, Yvette and I bought our first brand new car and a new motor boat (for water skiing at her parents cottage on the Saguenay river). Then we used the remaining money to pay some of the costs of my return to University in Saskatchewan. We knew that it would be very difficult for Yvette to get a job teaching in French in anglophone Saskatchewan. Furthermore, she would need to devote much of her time to learning English, somehow. Nevertheless, I felt that returning to University to study "computers" was the most fun I could imagine having. I will be forever thankful to my father, Vic, for wanting me (or us) to just have "fun".

Yvette and I moved to Saskatoon, Saskatchewan where the University of Saskatchewan is located. We first rented a little apartment in downtown Saskatoon, near the University. I looked up my former best friend from High School (in Moose Jaw). His name was Gary STOIK. His mother was still one of the best friends of my mother. By this time Gary had gotten married and was studying to become a medical doctor. We (the two couples) met one evening (Gary and his wife and Yvette and I) in Saskatoon. Within minutes it was clear that a new friendship, between couples, wasn't going to happen probably due to language differences. So, for a while, Yvette and I felt very much alone in Saskatoon. I had met many post-graduate students who became good friends but none of them were married, nor were they even dating. Some of their names come to mind: Rick VanDenHAMM, Charlie STOCK, Isidore VOLK, Myrna ?. My thesis supervisor was Blain HOLMLUND, the head of the new Department of Computational Science. He was my boss; he and his wife wouldn't become friends, they were too old. But friendship with a "new" couple arose out of the blue in around 1970. The couple was Fred "Smitty" SMITH and Carol nee NANT.

NANT is not a new name to this autobiography. Earl NANT was my father's lifelong business partner. Between 1937 and 1948, Earl NANT was managing the fledgling company called Great West Auto Electric in Moose Jaw. During this same period, my father, Vic COLE studied Aircraft Instruments in California, then headed up a team of aircraft instrument repairmen in Montreal during WWII. Then Vic worked doing a similar job in Argentina for a few years. All this time, Vic was sending Earl investment money that permitted the Great West Auto Electric to prosper and grow. Staying in Moose Jaw all this time, Earl married much sooner than Vic did. So Earl and his wife, Olive nee HANSON, started their family earlier than Vic. Carol NANT (1940-2010) was born in 1940 and Ed NANT was born in 1942. Vic and Marion nee GOATCHER's offspring were David COLE (1944-?), "Chuck" COLE (1950-?) and Christine COLE (1958-?). So during David COLE's high school years from age (13-18), Carol NANT was 4 years older (17-22). For adolescents, a difference of age of 4 years usually keeps them from associating with each other. But in 1970, David COLE was 26 years old and Carol NANT was 30 years old, an insignificant age difference. In 1970, Carol had finished university but her husband Fred "Smitty" had decided to go to university to get a Bachelor of Commerce degree even though he would be much older than most other students in his university class. As fate would have it, around 1970, Carol and Smitty had moved from the Moose Jaw/Regina area in southern Saskatchewan to Saskatoon where the university was located. They too, hadn't found any friends in Saskatoon. So these two couples met one day and became good friends. In retrospect, some might call it serendipity that the friendly business relationship between Earl NANT and Vic COLE regrew in a friendly university relationship between Carol nee NANT and "Smitty" SMITH and Dave COLE and Yvette nee RICHARD. Well, while David COLE and "Smitty" SMITH were working hard at university, their wives did not have jobs outside the home. Carol had two little children and Yvette was often alone because she didn't yet speak very much English. Carol had taken a break in her teaching career to tend to her young children. So Yvette often went to visit Carol; and Carol was the ideal person to teach Yvette English, being an experienced teacher. As a result, Yvette practised English with Carol during the day and the two couples met some evenings for conversation or to play Bridge. This close relationship lasted for many years, even after the two couples moved to different cities.

Much more will be written about David COLE's time doing post-graduate work at the University of Saskatchewan. But to ensure that a reference exists to a slightly-related article, here it is. David wrote Article 194 (Source 20) about the Motorola 6800 microcomputer that he built around 1977. In Article 194, the author mentions various people that were in his life during his post-graduate university years.

Finances were not very tight for David and Yvette COLE during Dave's postgraduate years. Alcan paid the tuition, Dave's father provided some "early" money and Dave was able to get two part-time jobs while he was studying. One part-time job was with the University Hospital in Saskatoon working for the medical support department. The other part-time job was as a professor's tutorial staff member who marked exams, supervised experiments and gave the occassional lecture. During a 6 month hiatus, while waiting for delivery of some communications equipment from IBM, Dave worked full-time as manager of the systems programmers group for the University Computer Center. During this short period, this avant-guard university asked David to oversee the implementation of a star network of 10 or 16 teletypes connected to a Hewlett Packard minicomputer. Using these teletypes (shown below), programmers could finally do interactive programming using the BASIC language. As shown, each teletype had a keyboard and a printer. David was very surprised to encounter zero bugs in this system. Yes, zero, Dave still expects to find bugs in most software that he uses. Dave had seen teletypes in a commerical environment before, but they were only used for instantaneous inter-company messaging and for data preparation and overnight transfers using existing telephone lines. While working part-time, in 1958, at the Great West Auto electric in Moose Jaw, David saw his first teletypes. Daily, overnight, a daily parts order was left in paper tape format. Each night, General Motors would send a signal to the remote teletype that turned on the paper tape reader to start the transmission of the order. A small paper tape can be seen on the left side of the teletype shown below.

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ASR33 Teletype machine (with paper tape)

In this job, Dave reported to Norm GLASSEL. Later on, Yvette eventually found work teaching French students at a "private french primary school" in Saskatoon. This school received no funding from the provincial government, with all expenses being covered by the students' parents. After graduating with his Master's Degree, Dave became an Assistant Professor in the Department of Computational Science, reporting to Blaine HOLMUND. He was the first employee (of the department) who actually graduated having studied a full slate of Computational Science classes both at the undergraduate and post-graduate levels. All other employees had Engineering degrees or Commerce degrees or Mathematics degrees, albeit most of them did have Doctorates in these fields. One of the classes that David taught was "Creating a Simple Operating System". The computer used for this class was a PDP-11, made by Digital Equipment. One of the other members of the Computational Science Department was Dr. Robert Kavanagh who eventually replaced Blaine HOLMUND as its head. For more information about this department in those days, see Source S194:10.

After completing his Master's Degree, while Dave worked for the University, he was considering whether or not to continue on to get a doctorate. But while studying for a doctorate and after graduating with a doctorate, the probable job would be working for a university, probably a Canadian university. The more meaningful computer projects seemed to be in need of funding which is extremely difficult at Canadian universities. Dave decided that he didn't want to live in the United States, so he decided not to study for a doctorate. This is possibly, the most regretted decision of his career. Dave feels that he should have worked in some research and/or teaching capacity.

While in Saskatoon, Yvette gave birth to their first daughter who was named Theresa COLE.

From time to time, Leo LACEY called Dave from Alcan, always offerring him a job. One day, Dave had been working on a project to link the two main computers at the University in Regina and the University in Saskatoon. The project had been turned down mainly due to political differences, not technical issues. Soon after that disappointing decision at the university, Leo LACEY offered Dave a management position at the Alcan Head Office in Montreal where an in-house Time-Sharing Software Project needed the injection of some new ideas. Also there was a need to implement some important telecommunications channels. Furthermore, these projects were fully approved and had good funding. To David, everything seemed attractive at Alcan. And this mean that Yvette would be able to see more of her family in Quebec, after a hiatus of many years.

Around 1973, David, Yvette and their young 3 year old daughter, Theresa moved to the Montreal area. Until then, the family had always lived in a furnished apartment, so there was no furniture to be moved, just clothing. Their first lodging in the Montreal area was an unfurnished house in Brossard which is on the South shore of the St Laurent river, near the island of Montreal. At first, the home was barely functional with no refridgerator, no stove and very little furniture. A microwave was one of the first purchases. A travel cooler barely sufficed to keep some food cool. At that time, Yvette had three sisters living in the Montreal area: Therese RICHARD, Rolande RICHARD and Angela RICHARD not too far away in Trois Rivieres. Perhaps Rolande RICHARD, who had received her teaching diploma late in life, was also living in Montreal at that time. From Brossard, Dave commuted daily by car from Brossard to his job in Place Ville Marie in downtown Montreal.

David again had a dream job, but located in Montreal, his ville natal, this time. When Dave was around age 2, his parents had moved David from Montreal to live in Argentina for a couple of years. So Dave had no memories of Montreal. This dream job at Alcan in Montreal, was to become manager of a group of 3 or 4 systems programmers who developed the operating system being run on the large mainframe owned by Alcan. Leo LACEY knew that Alcan's employees in Montreal would benefit from personal terminals connected to the mainframe. Most companies still used punched cards to enter data and program a mainframe. Most IBM Operating System did not support multiple terminals in this manner. IBM's Time-Shared Operating System (TSO) did not meet the requirements targeted by Leo LACEY, who had been transferred from Arvida to handle Alcan's mainframe in Montreal. Leo LACEY's team of programmers had actually succeeded in creating an operational in-house Time-Sharing Operating system. David was astonished to see it being used on IBM model 3270 terminals by many employees. These employees included data entry clerks, application programmers, system programmers and mainframe computer operators. Punched cards had been almost completely elimiinated, although some old software still required the use of punched cards. Leo LACEY welcomed David back to Alcan and introduced him to his new boss, Don MacIVER, the manager of Alcan's computer center in Montreal. Leo had three major issues, that David had been hired to resolve. They were:

Issue 1. The Time-Sharing Operating System was flawed in that it often failed (every few days) needing a restart.
    This was a major annoyance, each failure affected the growing number of computer-dependant people at Alcan 
    in Montreal. Failures of a batch system did not immediately affect many employees.

Issue 2. The in-house Time-Sharing Operating System was being implemented in controlled stages.  But each
    version introduced new bugs exacerbating Issue 1.  Worse, when a bug occurred, the systems programmer would 
    often say that the bug was fixed in the next release.  But only sometimes was this true.  There was no way to
    know whether a satisfactory fix really existed.

Issue 3. Alcan's computing needs in Montreal were growing, requiring more and more computing power.  The prime
    measure of time-sharing performance was the terminal response time which was measured in seconds.  The batch
    processing was relegated to soak up the remaining computer power, with all terminals being given priority.
    Each time a new mainframe was installed, the response time would improve, dropping to under a second.  The 
    response time was measured by how long the computer took to respond to each carriage return typed into a 
    terminal.  But during the lifetime of each mainframe, the reponse time would suffer, eventually rising to 
    2, 3 or 4 seconds.  Computer users were disappointed as the workload on the mainframe increased.  Batch 
    processing did not suffer to the same extent.  Leo LACEY needed a way to eliminate these cycles of response
    time.
Leo LACEY had identified these 3 issues and assigned them to the author, David COLE, who had been hired primarily to address and rectify them. While David was working in Montreal, a fourth major issue became evident. The separatist movement in Quebec gave rise to the FLQ, a local terrorist group that disrupted life and company operations. Anglophones and big anglophone companies were being targeted by the FLQ. Computers such as the Alcan mainframe high in the Place Ville Marie towers were clear targets. It was decided that Alcan should attempt to hide its mainframe far from Place Ville Marie. This would require highly improved telecommunication equipment, which fortunately was one of David's special skills. The existing terminals would need special telecommunication equipment to be connected to Alcan's distant "hidden" mainframe.

More will be written about David's tenure as manager of system programming at Alcan in Montreal. His solutions to all of these issues will be described in a future section of this autobiography.

Having kept his nose in computer books instead of newspapers, Dave did not forsee the future turmoil and unrest in Quebec due to the cause of separatism and the FLQ. Nor could Dave predict the drastic effects of this changing political scene in Quebec. Who would know that the decision to "hide" Alcan's big IBM computer near Dorval would disrupt Dave's health and family life? Furthermore, Dave's future promotion to become a superintendant at the Alcan Arvida plant seemed attractive but it would seriously jeopardize Dave's business career at Alcan. (Not jeopardize it, but annihilate it.) Dave's naiveité concerning Separatism didn't warn him how bad a new job at Alcan could be for him. Dave should have avoided (or rejected) a transfer to the hotbed of Quebec Separatism: the Saguenay Area, where the francophone workers were probably the most angry in all of Quebec. Foresight can be blind while hindsight is often 20:20.

Genealogy

My interest in genealogy did not begin until I was about 30 years old. My grandmother GOATCHER had lived with us for multiple 6 month periods over the space of 10 years. But she never talked about her parents or ancestors. One day my uncle Jim GOATCHER visited us at my parent's house in Moose Jaw. Someone mentioned that he had done some work investigating his ancestors over in England. I asked him for a copy of his findings, which he sent me. What he sent was a handwritten "GOATCHER family tree" with maybe 20 names on it. Alongside some of the names were the birth and death dates of each person. In a few cases, the name of a city or town was written. This meagre family tree is what sparked my interest in genealogy.

I discovered that my grandmother GOATCHER had written an autobiography so I made sure to get a copy of it. It is available in the author's Article 66.

In 1965, when I spent the summer in England, my parents gave me the names, addresses and phone nunmbers of some relatives in England. I eventually went and visited some of them. This also whetted my appetite to know more family history. My father's cousin, Les COLE, took me to see a house named Water End House near Wheathampstead, perhaps 30 miles north of London. Water End House is where my grandfather, Charles Percy COLE grew up.

Over the years, I asked various relatives about their ancestry and I recorded the results. At that time I did not know the importance of recording the sources of information. One such source was a large multi-page "COLE" family tree that I got from Ann COLE, the daughter of Leslie "Les" COLE, a cousin of my father. These enquiries predated the internet, so these family trees were sent to me by the post.

After I married Yvette Louise nee RICHARD, I asked her mother, Lydie nee ARSENEAULT RICHARD, about their ancestry and discovered that she knew a lot of the names of their relatives and their ancestors. But these names had never been recorded, so I began to write them down. I was also given copies of photos of some of them. Years later, I discovered that Dr. Paul DELANEY, a cousin of my wife, (and a coworker of my brother-in-law, Dr. Daniel HICKEY in Moncton) had done a great deal of genealogy research on his family. I met him in New Brunswick. and requested a copy of his family tree. This information enabled me to add many generations to my data.

By this time I had a home computer, so I created a data file to house the genealogy information that I had accumulated. I was not aware that other genealogists had already created a data file format called GEDCOM. But I discovered it and immediately converted my genealogy data into the GEDCOM format. I also discovered that software existed that I could use to maintain the GEDCOM. This is when I learned how other people seriously maintained their genealogical information. The first genealogy software program that I bought and used was Family Tree Maker. I also discovered that many other people had prepared GEDCOM files full of their family information. Many of them had uploaded their GEDCOM data to the web, to a website named WorldConnect, which was eventually sponsored by Ancestry (a chargeable website). Unfortunately the family trees at WorldConnect are currently (as of April 2024) unavailable. Discovering GEDCOM files brought a whole new universe of genealogy information suddenly within my grasp. I eventually discovered that I could perform "Google" searches of family names. These Google searches revealed other places on the web where I could find genealogy information. In the early days of the web, a search might only reveal 10 or 15 results. Today a Google search might return thousands of results. Hopefully, after 2024, new AI search engines might change this for the better. Much more information about my Sources can be seen at Source 1 at the end of this article.

My mother's aunt Jessica nee Jessie GOATCHER GODWIN also wrote an autobiography, a book which she actually published in 1992. This book is called "An Ancient Lady". I have numerous copies of this book. My aunt Doris Verona "Dot" nee GOATCHER REDMOND NORTH also wrote an autobiography of which I have a copy.

Sadly, I didn't ask all of these people for photographs. We all have photographs of our parents and relatives. When someone dies, the names of the people in these photos die with them. It is a treat when we find a photo album where someone has studiously annotated the names of the people in the photos. I decided that I needed to do something to gather and record photographs along with this information, usually the names of the people in the photo. There are three places where I now record such photos:

A iGalri
B Articles by Old King Cole
C Memories at Family Search


The iGalri site is where I store individual photos. Accompanying each photo is a description of the contents of the photo. Every photo containing people lists the people in the photo. Often a weblink is also included where more information, or more photos, can be found. It is possible for me to take a photo with my iPhone and speak the text describing the photo, then click on a button to upload the photo and the description to the internet. Every word in every description (each photo caption) is stored in a database that can be searched. Such searches resemble Google searches. For example, searching for the word "COLE" returns every photo that has the word "COLE" in its description (ie caption). As of May 2023, there are approximately 1000 captioned photos stored on iGalri.com . Not all of these photos relate to genealogy.

The Articles by Old King Cole site is where I store articles that I have written. These articles cover many subjects, some of them are Genealogical Articles. Each article can be many pages long and often contains many photos and many Sources (which are links to where more information can be found). The names of the people in the photos are usually included in the article. I included a novel up-to-date search mechanism in my ePC Articles web site. It is called freefind and has been made available to me for free. It indexes (often weekly) almost everything that is linked to my first two websites. This permits anyone to do a "google" type of search that is limited to searching only my articles and the information that they are directly linked to. Over 200 articles are included at this website (as of Apr 2024). The freefind search can optionally include or exclude the captions of the photos stored at iGalri.com . Each article is assigned a category, which is the first word of the title. The list of categories is shown below:

Categories: 
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AandC : Acquisition&Control, 
Book, 
CCI :   Central Collegiate Institute, 
Game, 
Gen:    Genealogy,
Ham :   Amateur Radio, 
History, 
IT :    Information Technology, 
Misc :  Miscellaneous,
PDF :   Portable Document Format, 
Pi:     Raspberry Pi Computer,
Poem, 
Sc, 
Wio :   Wio Terminal
The Memories at Family Search is a website created by the Mormon Church. The website is a world family tree containing millions of names, genealogy information, sources of information, photos, etc. Many of the people in my family tree are included at this site. This is the main place on the internet where I upload photos of relatives and groups of people. The reason that I use this site is because it is possible to select each face in each photo. For each face, the name of the person AND a web link to the person in the world family tree can be assigned. Imagine this: you hover your mouse over the face of a person in a photo, and the name of the person magically appears. A simple mouse-click takes you to all that person's information in the world family tree. I am educated in the use of computers and I am still amazed at this extra-ordinary window to genealogy data. The photos in the "memories" area often link you to the close friends of an individual, something often missing from a family tree. In the Memories section of the Family Search website, there is room to store pictures of documents, short stories about any family subject and audio recordings of the voices of our elders, even including some of their songs. In the future, videos will probably also be welcomed.

The Ancestry.com website is a non-free site. It contains many family trees, each such tree is the result of an individual person's genealogy research. It is quite easy to copy information from another person's family tree into your own family tree. The Ancestry website also provides easy access to publicly-accessible data, such as census details, voting lists and telephone directories. At Ancestry, my main family tree is called "Cole/Richard tree '18". This tree contains much information that was gleaned from other Ancestry familiy trees. However, it does not contain many names that are in my computer-based family that I maintain using Legacy software. From time-to-time I use the Legacy data-base software to create an "external" family tree in GEDCOM format. I have found that the Ancestry.com site is the most productive site to visit to gather genealogy information. It includes some current genealogy data, such as: old-fashioned telephone directories, public lists of people eligible to vote in each election and many obituaries. It is amazing how much private information (about living individuals) is included in an obituary.

Approximately 30 years ago (c1991), I uploaded my first GEDCOM file to the internet to share it with other genealogists. It was available as a tree named "davidcole3" at WorldConnect.com. The WorldConnect site was available on the internet up until 2022. It was free and my information was available to be seen as tree number 125886 at wc.rootsweb.com which was maintained by Ancestry.com. Some of my genealogy information appeared in other family trees also located on the worldconnect site. They are listed in my Article 120 at ephotocaption.com. Two such trees were uploaded to worldconnect by Margaret nee Hotchkiss HIBBARD and Tony FLETCHER, but as of April 2024, they are still inaccessible. WorldConnect contained both Pedigree and Descendancy charts. Unfortunately, many people in the WorldConnect trees were shown as "Person Not Viewable" in an over-zealous attempt to keep private, the information about living people. Until 2023, all 4 of my grandparents could be seen (as of 2022) in tree # 125886 at WorldConnect. My maternal gransmother, Daisy nee SULLIVAN GOATCHER (1884-1970) wrote her autobiography. This autobiography appears in its entireity as her Notes at the WorldConnect website. It was the first comprehensive set of genealogical information published about my ancestors.

At Ancestry, I have also created a special "family tree" called "Friends of the COLE family". In this tree, I have included many unrrelated friends of many generations of our COLE family.

Another website where I have uploaded genealogy informat is FindAGrave.com . It lists many tombstones, in an effort to keep them from getting lost and forgotten. Some individuals have a passion about photographing every tombstone in cemeteries located near them. The FindAGrave site also permits listing the spouse, chiddren, siblings and parents of the person listed on each tombstone. This is another location where ancestors and descendants can be recorded. A photo of the tombstone (and often a photo of the person buried there) can be uploaded to this site. Apparently, I have recorded 34 memorials at FindAGrave, but I have contributed to others. I have also linked tombstones listed by others to people related to me. It is possible to link FindAGrave information to the world tree at FamilySearch.org. I currently use genealogy software called "Legacy" to maintain my family tree information. It is possible to search (look up) people at the FamilySearch site starting with the information in my Legacy database. Legacy and FamilySearch have co-operated to make a friendly linkage between the two sets of information. It is also possible to download some (a lot of) genealogy information directly into the Legacy database residing on our home computer. It is also possible to upload our whole Legacy database to Ancesty.com . But remember that Ancestry charges a monthly fee to access information at their site, even information that was uploaded by the searcher.


 Hobbies, Sports 

3D Printing
I have recently received many objects made on a 3D printer. Most people who benefit from a 3D printer see either a real object or read about an object that can be built. Sometimes, the owner of a 3D printer makes an object because he/she thinks that you might want, need or will use it. I recently decided that we need more designers of 3D objects, not more owners of 3D printers. Therefore as of April 2024, I will begin to learn how to do 3D object design. It seems that TinkerCAD is a junior program whereas FreeCAD seems to be a more complete program. Amateur (Ham) Radio It has been many many years since I operated a radio transmitter. But I recently was successful in operating a distant receiver via the Internet. I recently procured a copy of my Amateur Radio licence. I plan to purchase a small transceiver that I can operate in a car. Artificial Intelligence As of April 2024, it seems that Artificial Intelligence is about to change all of our lives over the next year. Each person should decide how to introduce AI into their personal life. I believe that we have 3 choices: -go with the flow. This is the Do Nothing option. -study and accept. This is the active, be involved, option. -combat / attack. This might be the "flight" approach, brought on by fear. My approach might change, but I believe that major forces in our lives need our close involvement. Automobile Mechanics When I was in my teens and when my children were in their teens, I felt that automobiles were expensive "toys". The availability of cars was a normal expense that I could control by working on them myself. Todays gasoline-powered cars are too complicated for me to work on but I hope that the future electric vehicles will be simpler to maintain. Coin Collecting Over the years I have accumulated a modest coin collection. None of this collection is of any great value, but the collection shows the different coins from different countries. Duplicate Bridge (playing cards) My mother introduced me to the card game clled Contract Bridge or Auction Bridge. She taught me the rules. I played hours of bridge while in my first year of university, but didn't seriously study the various conventions needed to play bridge well. While raising our children in Regina, Sask. we played "kitchen bridge" for years with a small group of our neighbors and friends. In our retirement, Yvette and I have come to really enjoy "duplicate bridge". We are not yet good players, but continue to play it regularly once or twice a week (in 2024). Electronic Projects In about 2005, I discovered the small computer named the Raspberry Pi that cost only US$45. I was intrigued by the fact that it could easily read and control small electronic components. Prior to the Raspberry Pi, I had decided that I was going to stop chasing the evolution of computers, being forced to learn a new programming language every 10 years. I had decided to only program in languages that populated the Internet, languages such as php and html. But when the Raspberry Pi was announced, I was drawn back into the race. Genealogy Many, many years ago, as I aged, I wanted to know more about my roots, my ancestry and that of my wife, Yvette. I sought out the information that could only be gleaned from our family and older relatives before they died. I am very pleased to have done that. I have documented a huge amount of my findings. I wish that I could find a younger relative with whom I could share what I have learned. Alas, perhaps that person might not have been born yet. High School Basketball (Grade 12) My desire to participate in competitive sports is nil. However, when I was president of one of the "houses" during my last year of high school, I felt that I would be remis if I didn't participate in a house sport. I chose basketball but didn't give it enough of my time or energy. I was merely "present" . . . but at least I wasn't "absent". I did participate in bowling, but don't really call that a sport. iGalri On-Line photo gallery Because of my interest in genealogy, some family members gave me their photo albums. But they didn't identify all the people in all the photos. I recognized the need to attach a name to each face. I created a first photo gallery on a web page called "treeleavesbycole" but it was ineffective. I worked on an improved version called igalri.com where people could select some of the photos and read the caption under each. Some people in some photos were still unknown. It would be a simple matter for me add the information if anyone else cared to provide it. I realized that the absence of a tool was not the problem, the problem was the lack of interest. Often people had thousands of photos on their cell-phones, but none with captions. So I began to write articles populated with photos with captions. These were found to be of little interest to my relatives and descendants. Finally, I discovered that the only photos that attracted at least a small amount of interest were the photos stored as "Memories" at www.familysearch.org. So my favorite photos ended up there. Each face in each photo is "matched" to the exact person in the world tree at familysearch. Often, a group of people in a photo could be identified individually and each be linked to the details describing that person in the worldwide family tree. If you haven't seen any of these "Memories", please take the time to understand how to navigate between these photographic memoried and the detailled text describing each citizen of our world. Many citizens are missing but those dear to our hearts can be added by anyone. All it takes is a little personal time devoted to this task. Programming in Python Over the years, I have learned (and almost completely forgotten) many programming languages. I have now devoted many, many hours to learning the popular programming language named Python. It's popularity and availablity on any current computer platform cannot be denied. Anyone wishing to know how to interact with computers in the 2020's should learn Python. The evolving AI engines promise to do most of the coding work for us. All we need to learn are the concepts of programming, AI will handle the syntax. Hopefully these promises will materialize. A second language that a young person should understand is SQL (meaning System Query Language). This is the language that permits a person to create and understand DataBases. The DataBase construct is a very efficient way of storing data in both small and mammoth databases. It is the concepts pertaining to programming and data storage that today's young people must become familiar. Regina Micro-Computer Club The author created the first Micro-Computer association in Regina, back when almost no-one owned a computer. In the whole city of Regina, we found about 10 people who had a small computer in their house. There were another 10 who were considering getting one. Without an internet and without any inter-computer communications, their future usefulness was suspect. But these few interested individuals showed waht could be done in the 1970's. This Club died quickly but it showed that some interest existed. Remote Controlled Android While we were raising our 2 daughter in Regina, Sask arount 1980, the author's cousin, Keith PAUL created a robot (the correct name might be an android). So the author decided to create a robot. The result was a wireless white robot, about 5 feet tall with limp arms and motor-driven wheels for locomotion. There were two drive wheels and a thrid wheel for stabilization. Each wheel had 5 speeds: stopped, forward slow, forward fast, backwards slow and backwards fast. These speeds permitted the robot to be stationary, to move forward or backward at two speeds. Or the fully wireless robot could spin and spin and spin at two spinning speeds. Two way speech was possible using a hidden microphone and speaker connected to the operator's telephone handset. The author enjoying presenting his robot at various events. His daughter were also very proud. Slalom Water Skiing The author enjoyed many summers at his parents' cottage at Buffalo Pound Lake located 15 miles north of Moose Jaw. The cottage was equipped with a power boat that could pull water skiiers. David and his siblings learned how to water ski even on one (slalom) ski. This was the only sporting activity that David could say he excelled at. However, water-skiing is hardly a sport. After his marriage to Yvette, they acquired a boat and both enjoyed water-skiing. Stamp Collecting As a small child, the author discovered his father's old stamp album. So the author started collecting stamps, but did not become obsessed with this hobby. Using Raspberry Pi Computers Ever since 2010, a new Raspberry Pi computer has been released almost annually. This happened regularly except for the few years after Covid when there was a semiconductor shortage. Each year the model improved greatly, but the price was hardly ever increased. The author purchased many of these models. He has learned how to use the Linux Operating System and the Python programming language. But the most interesting thing learned was how to attach and control small electronic circuits to the Raspberry Pi. Due to this, the author's interest in electronics and computer programmiing remained alive. In 2023, the author introduced his two Ottawa grandsons to the world of computers. They now know how to create and debug Python programs. Perhaps more importantly, they have learned how to avail themselves of programs already written by others. Web Page Creation It is very easy to create a simple web page. But as more information is included and as the users are invited to many more selections, a web page becomes more and more complex. The addition of many photos and improved access to information in a database add further complexity. At least three coding languages are required: php, html and SQL. Java and C++ offer more options The cost of a site to store the web page and the "rental" payments to reserve a web-page name are not extraordinary, but must be managed. The author maintains more than 5 web-pages, some big and some small. Writing Computer Programs During his retirement, the author has written hundreds of computer programs, many being used just to learn how to control or manage a certain concept or device. In 2024, the author has finally loaded most of these programs into a repository (in Article 215). This repository greatly simplifies the retrieval of a program written years prior, waiting only to be revived today. Writing & Publishing Articles on the Web The author has been very prolific in the writing of over 200 articles that have been stored on the internet. These articles cover the whole range of the author's interests. The author now realizes that these articles were not really intended to be read by strangers. The real intent was to save each article in a placewhere the author can relatively easily find it again at some future date. Notes written on a scrap of paper that is placed in a file folder can easily be stored in a box in the basement, perhaps never to be seen again. But being stored on the web in an article makes it possible to retrieve. The author has equipped his list of articles with a Google-like search engine called "free-find". Using this search engine, an article written many years ago can be easily retrieved.

ALCAN - My first "real" full-time job

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Arvida Aluminum Plant (aerial view)


The Aluminum Plant (in Arvida, QC, Canada), shown above, was where I had my first full-time job. The photo above was probably taken high above the Alcan Golf Course located on the South bank of the Saguenay river. I was engaged as an (electrical) engineer assigned to the first (computerized) process control of a pot-line at the aluminum plant. My father-in-law, Elphege Richard, my brother-in-law, Roch Arseneault and the husband of my niece (Guy DeChamplain) also worked there. Elphege rebuilt electric motors; Roch was "un contremaitre de coulage" and Guy was an electrical technician at the Alcan hydro-electric plant in Shipshaw. The smelter is now owned by Rio Tinto. A large portion of the aluminum smelter in the region was relocated to Laterriere (see photo below) which is located slightly closer to the nearest port; Port Alfred. Bauxite (the raw material containing aluminum), a reddish rock-like mineral is mined elsewhere in the world. One source was Jamaica. Bauxite is shipped (by huge ocean-going boats) to Port Alfred where it is loaded onto railroad cars to be sent to preprocessing factories to be refined into alumina (Al2O3), which is a pure white powder resembling fine sand. At the aluminum smelters, electricity is used to liberate the pure aluminum (Al) using a process called electrolysis. This process is described in Source 02. The "pot-line control" project manager was Dave Mortimer and his boss was Leo Lacey. The computer control room was located near the middle smoke stack, in the lower row of chimneys in the above photo. The road from Arvida to Chicoutimi (not shown) is located just below the bottom edge of the photo.

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RioTinto smelter at Laterriere, QC (from Google Maps)

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RioTinto at Laterriere (Street View from Google Maps)


I distinctly recall the huge aluminum conductors (aluminum wires) that had replaced the copper conductors between pots. Each aluminum conductor had a cross-section of about 8 inches by 16 inches. About 40,000 amperes (DC) ran through each of these aluminum wires. Each straight wire produced a strong electromagnetic field, regardless of the fact that they were not in the form of a helix (coil). In those days (1966), programming was done using 80 column punched cards. My programs were stored (and carried) in a metal box about 24 inches long. I recall carrying my metal box of programs over the aluminum wire. The box would be attracted to the aluminum wire as if the box were a huge "paper clip". There was an iron metal filing cabinet in the computer room near the potlines. The strong magnetic field turned the metal filing cabinet into a huge magnet. I remember stacking a string of metal paper clips in the air above a top corner of the filing cabinet. The magnetic field supported a string of about 15 paper clips in the form of an arc (with a diameter of about 20 inches.)

Between 1965 and 1975, I worked for Alcan having four distinct jobs:
i) summer student at the "Plant Dechenes" in Arvida
ii) electrical engineer at the "Aluminum Smelter"in Arvida
iii) systems programming manager at "Alcan International Fiduciaries" in Montreal
iv) superintendant of computer services at the "Aluminum Smelter in Arvida

Throughout the aluminum smelter; many, many different types of electric motors were used. From time to time, each electric motor needed to be repaired. Sometimes, the repair entailed the replacement of some or all of the windings in the motor. Elphege repaired these motors; often he would need to rewind the "windings". Each winding was a coil of copper wire. A typical coil would be 50 turns of 18 gauge enamelled wire around a central core; the core having a diameter of about 5 inches. Repairing these motors was a full-time job for Elphege.

To Be Added

Building my first tiny radio (with my cousin: Keith Paul)
Flying a huge kit (with my cousin: Keith Paul)
List of Medications for DKC c2021
Net Worth Statement c2021
Wiring my first transistor radio c1953
Wiring my basement bedroom
Passing my Amateur Radio Exam
Passing my Advanced Amateur Radio Exam
Passing my Digital Amateur Radio Exam
Assembling my amateur radio transmitter
My first "wire" antennae
My Amateur Radio License (Certificate)
All my "ham" call signs
   VE5KS, VE2DTE, VE3IAE

Breakfast for my parents

Sundays . . . at age 8 or 9, I would sometimes make pancakes for the family using Bisquick mix. One morning, I got the box of Bisquick and looked all over the box for the pancakes recipe, to no avail. I explained the situation to my father. He said that I should write a letter to the Bisquick company explaining my problem. Well . . . . they wrote me back a letter of apology and they sent me a cook-book full of Bisquick recipes . . . including the recipe for pancakes.

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Bisquick

My Ham Radio Station (VE5KS)

My first Ham Radio consisted of a Heath Kit Transmitter and an RA1B Receiver. My first call sign was VE5KS which I started using in 1960. I used 2 antennas: One was a simple dipole running along the ridge of the roof of our house. The other was a 2x2 about 8 feet long with a wire going through a series of horizontal holes in the antenna from top to bottom. My first QSLs were in CW, but I later added a modulator to permit me to use voice. After Retirement, my call sign in Ontario was VE3IAE ( at FN25fi in Ottawa, ON, Canada). Other people had used VE3IAE in the past. Known former operators of VE3IAE were Sean Warner and Vladimir Sidarau.

Web Sources

Web Source S145:01: Gen: My Sources (120.html) article by David COLE on 2020L Dec 16
Web Source S145:02: www The Aluminum Smelting Process article by Halvor Kvande on 2014 E May
Web Source S145:03: One Wing Could Fly (tba) A bedtime story by Vic COLE captured by Christine COLE c2010
Web Source S145:04: TimeLine of my Life ver F by David Cole 2024DApr16
Web Source S145:05: Richard 50th Wedding Anniversary in 1985 - Poem (in English) Poem Written by Lydie nee Arseneault Richard in 1985
Web Source S145:06: Cinquantième Anniversaire de Mariage 1985 - Poème (en français) Poème écrite par Lydie née Arseneault en 1985
Web Source S145:07: Richard 50th Wedding Anniversary in 1985 - Intro. Intro by Angela nee Richard in 1985
Web Source S145:08: Richard 50th Wedding Anniversary in 1985 - Poem Poem by Lydie nee Arseneault Richard in 1985
Web Source S145:09: Richard 50th Wedding Anniversary in 1985 - Song Song by Lydie nee Arseneault Richard in 1985
Web Source S145:10: Vic's Old Movies (tba) narrated by Vic Cole c2008
Web Source S145:11: Jarvis . . Henderson . . . pirate duty an edit by David Cole c2008
Web Source S145:12: Harry Philpot (1896-1939) at FindAGrave 189742773 by David Cole 2021GJul10
Web Source S145:13: Henderson's Directory for Moose Jaw (searchable) at University of Alberta 2021GJul10
          Source 13 is moving to Source 19 c2024
Web Source S145:14: Henderson's Directory for Moose Jaw 1940(searchable) also at University of Alberta 2021GJul10
Web Source S145:15: The www.coledavid.com Webpage by David KC COLE as of 2010 B Feb 20
Web Source S145:16: iGalri.com - Select ColeXRichard by David KC COLE as of 2014 G Jul 05
Web Source S145:17: Games (154.html) by David KC COLE as of 2023 G Jul 05
Web Source S145:18: Seearch Harry Philpot at Gen: Cole's Memorials (72.html) by David COLE on 2020L Dec 16
Web Source S145:19: Henderson's Directory for Moose Jaw (searchable) at University of Alberta 2024CMar18
Web Source S145:20: IT: My 6800 Computer (194.html) by David KC COLE as of 2020 E May 08


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