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I believe that this was taken in Ottawa or Montreal just after my (step) Dad signed up with the Canadian Army. The doctor who did his physical was going to fail him on his eyesight but my dad talked him into letting him pass. He bought a book of exercises for your eyes and managed to improve his eyesight enough to pass muster. He said he didn't need his glasses again until years later.
Judging from his physique here and in the other photo, I am sure this is before he saw combat.
Dad was in the Engineers so built bridges and buried bodies and blew things up. He saw combat in the worst battles of the war, in Italy and Sicily. He had lots of stories when I was younger but I was terrified of war and couldn't listen to them. Eventually, when I wanted to hear the stories, he didn't want to tell them. View full size.
His mother kept buying him commissions in the Indian Army and he didn't want a desk job any more than he wanted to be within 10,000 miles of his mother so he made friends with the company clerks. He would get them to warn him if his papers came in, get them to bury them, and then put in for a transfer. He managed to stay one step ahead of his mother for the entire war. Having met her, I completely understood his reasons.