Life was frightening
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The web address of these pages has been nailed down. Book mark: http://www.oakbayhigh62.ca/OBHS1963site. (030106).
From time to time the underlying address for that u.r.l. may change. When that happens, don't despair. There will be as much as a day of site not found messages but after that service will be back to normal.
The above used to be true but now, in 2012, nigh ten years after that was written, matters move much faster.
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Ten years of freedom and life was transformed into a rich pleasure. Here the elderly author of this web site is caught indulging his vice, electronics; in this case, practicing the most pure and sublime form of the radio art, working the world on Morse with the antenna flung up into a tree. "Ooooh Great Sprits of Maxwell and Heaviside, look down with favour upon the modest endeavours of this, Thy humble and untutored practitioner of Thy Radio Art!" (If you are a ham radio operator yourself or a shortwave listener, go here to see what's happening at this moment. |
(The photograph above brings back memories now, twenty years later. Another fellow and myself had left his wife behind in the city and gone out into the country to nerd in ham radio (and to eat his wife's generous field lunch) using my car battery as the power source. In fact, that is his photograph on the introductory page made when he was on a scholarship in engineering at one of the toughest universities in Europe (and a garage band musician; check the hair!) That was the only photograph he and his wife had of him in that era. It was their treasure. She had fed this bachelor exquisitely presented home cooked dinners again and again. It was a great pleasure, when the opportunity finally came, to spend an entire Sunday bringing that print back to life for her.)
All right. That's it! Now you get the pictures beginning on the next page. There are many pages of pictures; you are going to be at it for a while. Go and get a coffee and bring it back and begin the official nostalge-ing! Could we of our generation perhaps be permitted...a "nostalge-in"?
