Here we have a group at an
annual reunion in New
Richmond, probably in
1986.Left to right: Joe Bujold,
Phil Lawlis, Arnold Ross, Pat
Poirier, and Charlie Campbell.
For many years Joe was a
member of the Executive of the
Quebec-Maritimes Branch.
Arnold was first vice-president
for years and up until the time
we turned things over to the
Commemorative Association.
They both held the Award of
Merit.
Phil, Pat, and Charlie, were regular
attendees at all functions, and always
contributed to the smooth operation of the
reunions. Joe and Charlie are gone now.
Colonel Jack Price
J.H. Price, O.B.E, M.C. E.D.  was
second-in-command of the Royal
Rifles until the death of Brigadier
Lawson, when Col. Home, our
O/C was promoted to command
the Canadian contingent. Major
Price was then elevated to the rank
of Lieutenant Colonel, and
assumed command of the Royal
Rifles.
Col. Jack Price was arguably the
best-loved officer in the Regiment.
There was not a man who would
not follow him wherever he led.
He and Mrs. Price joyfully
attended many of our reunions,
where he was always the star
attraction.  He called us "My boys".
Lawrence Rattie
Lawrence was loved and respected by all who
knew him. His dedication to his Hong Kong
Comrades never wavered.
He held a number of offices in the Branch,
including a stint as president. His lifelong
dedication and strong leadership were the guiding
light and provided continuity through thick and
thin.
Joe Bujold
He died after a long and difficult struggle with
cancer. Although he suffered intense pain,he
never complained, always displaying a cheerful
attitude.
Joe worked in Montreal most of his life after
leaving the army. He also had a house in
Escuminac where he and Rita used to spend the
summers, and then as a permanent home after
retirement.
Joe was a director of the Quebec-Maritimes
Branch for many years, and he faithfully
attended every meeting.
At our reunions he was always a member of the
Colour Party, and his erect and soldierly
bearing lent dignity and respect to the
Ceremony.  Joe died in 1997.
There is a destiny that makes us
brothers
No one goes his way alone
All that we send into the lives of others
Comes back into our own.
Edwin Markham
These lines by Edwin Markham
apply to the Hong Kong
Veterans in a very special way.
To us, comradeship was most
important.
A buddy in need, having difficulty in the long march to the work site, or
needing a soothing drag from that last cigarette, was helped and
comforted by his friends.
When Hong Kong Veterans meet, we unabashedly greet each other
with joy and affection that others may find difficult to understand. It is
the memory of the deprivation we endured, that ties us together in a
bond stronger than blood. As each Vet dies, the ones who are left feel
a loss as deep as the loss of a close relative. We mean it when we say,
"We will remember them."
In My Memory
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