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SEAFORTHS RETURN TO CANADA, 1945
LE RETOUR DES SEAFORTHS AU CANADA, 1945
Account of the Seaforth Homecoming to Vancouver on 6 Oct 1945 by Al Warrington
An Account / Memoir of the Homecoming to Vancouver of the Seaforths on 6 October 1945. This recollection was for the 50th Anniversary of the return in 1995.
This account is by Al Warrington:
Al Warrington TIGER R53037 ,. September 28, 1995
222 B - 5897 Kincaid Street, Burnaby, B.C. V5G-451
I have recently moved from to Burnaby from The Kootenays because of my connections with The Regiment and friends like Bill Worton (Skull), James Keith (Tubby), Bobby Hackett and others.
After my second wife died last August (1994) I felt the need to be near my family, The Seaforths. I remember distinctly marching from the station to the armouries in October 1945.
I got in January 17, 1940. While waiting for them to get some fatigues... 1918 overcoats etc. and was with the first re-enforcements May 10, 1940 in England having landed in Liverpool.
In October 1945 it was daylight coming through The Rockies and the sight of the sun tipping the glaciers after 5 1/2 years absence has (Tie de France to Halifax) never left my memory.
I had to wear a kilt from landing in Canada to the Armouries and a weeks leave before...discharge. I remember the pay officer telling me Sgt. Warrington- pick up the step, as we got to about The Vancouver Hotel. I thought to myself his first and last military command of the war!! I think he was out of step, in retrospect!
I heard someone in the crowd say, Jesus, theres Al Warrington ! but I never knew who it was My parents met me at the Armouries. My father had been wounded three times in 1917-1918 with The British Army - thought I was a lucky bastard.
I had two brothers and two sisters in the forces. All survived. I plan on marching from the station if I can October 14, 1995.
Al Warrington

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