It has been 908 days since I stepped foot off my military base in Moose Jaw, Saskatchewan......and yet here I am 908 days later mourning the loss of 2 fellow commrads
A pilot and military photographer from my base were killed today during a freak accident.
The photographer was one of my dear friends from the day I arrived to the base. He was there taking pictures of my special day as "Wing Commander":
He was there often to show the nation what we did as Medics:
He was even there to capture my last unit photo:
I'm gonna miss him dearly
As for the pilot:
I took this during my last flight in a Harvard II before departing (that is his helmet in front)
And that is him sitting in the back seat during my very first flight in a Harvard II (dual flight)
I'm going to miss them both terribly
RIP my friends
