Author Archives: L. G. William Chapman, B.A., LL.B.

About L. G. William Chapman, B.A., LL.B.

Past President, Mississippi Masonic Hall Inc.; Past Master (by demit) of Mississippi Lodge No. 147, A.F. and A.M., G.R.C. (in Ontario) Chartered by the Grand Lodge of Canada July 20, 1861; Don, Devonshire House, University of Toronto, Toronto, Ontario; Juris Doctor, Dalhousie Law School, Halifax, Nova Scotia; Bachelor of Arts (Philosophy), Glendon Hall, York University, Toronto, Ontario; Old Boy (House Captain, Regimental Sgt. Major, Prefect and Head Boy), St. Andrew's College, Aurora, Ontario.

From Patriot to Plausible

The end of the American presidential election appears to have marked the end of division throughout the 50 states of America. It is not only that Americans are exhausted from having confronted one another so universally throughout the past decade. Americans have confronted the plain truths that anyone, Republican or Democrat, can have a special needs child. Witnessing the recent meeting between President Biden and President-elect Trump signalled an end to the division. Americans no longer wish to hear anything but thank-you then get on with the agenda. Everyone knows that there are minorities and priorities.  Everyone knows that there are bullies and greedy people. Neither political party can claim to have overcome those potential social and political obstructions.  But it’s time to give it a try.  On all sides.  Face to face.

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What’d you do today?

Honestly, if I were asked “What’d you do today?” I believe I would be pressed to respond either promptly or substantively.  The truth is that, since I abruptly awoke late this morning after an exceedingly restful overnight sleep, I have jumped from one event to the other. The reason in particular for my lack of particularity about what I have done is that I have addressed a number of things which I hadn’t imagined having to do.

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Autumnal visit

Many years ago when I was 28 years of age, not long after having landed in Almonte, I met a chap here who ran a business (actually, he worked in the business, but he later purchased it). Anyway he was from Almonte and had lived here all his life. He must then have been about 45 years of age and might even have been born in the erstwhile Rosamond Memorial Hospital.  For some reason I asked how often he ventured into the City. He blandly replied, “Never.” Upon further enquiry (I thought he might have misunderstood my question) he reiterated that he had never been to the City. Nor, he added, had he any intention of doing so. He may even have gone further to punctuate his resolve. His endorsement was clear.

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The Egg Man

About a week ago our building superintendent Jeff offered to give us some farm fresh eggs.  Jeff lives in the country nearby where evidently he keeps chickens.  He told me, while we were both in the garage one day, that he had an unending supply of fresh eggs if I were interested in trying them.  He said one model of eggs was the normal kind seen at the grocery store; the other was what he referred to as “blue” (though I am uncertain about the characterization, whether it is external or internal or perhaps neither).  I naturally willingly accepted his generous offer; and subsequently we have most satisfactorily consumed the entire dozen which Jeff delivered to our door.

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Things I’ve never done

As an admittedly smug personality (that is, one who is notoriously complacent and self-approving) I consider the avenues and horizons of my limited activity to date are generally acceptable. I haven’t for example any pressing need to fulfill some lingering unrequited ambition. I’ve about done all that I would care to do. Though this may resound of capitulation or concession – or worse that narrowness of achievement peculiar to children and the uneducated – I do not intend to import that qualifying theme. I merely suffer a self-congratulatory satisfaction with life’s unpredictable repercussions and consequences. It is less a regret of what I haven’t done than an embrace of what I have done and of what has transpired. Complacency is such a complicated psychology!

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In memory of C. G. William Chapman DSO

Squadron 162
Motto
Sectabimur usque per ima
We will hunt them even through the lowest depths

June 13, 1944
A Consolidated Canso out of Wick, Scotland with RCAF No.162 Bomber Reconnaissance Squadron, piloted by Wing Commander Bill Chapman, sights a suspected periscope from a U-boat while patrolling west of the Shetland Islands. Although he conducted a near perfect four depth charge straddle of the submarine, surface fire from the submarine’s conning tower set the Canso’s port engine afire. Chapman settled the plane down on the waves and the crew is rescued, but not before two succumbed to exposure. Nevertheless, U-715 becomes the fourth submarine sunk by No.162 Squadron.

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Christmas

It is curious that since the finish of the US presidential election and following Trump’s battle-cry ejaculation that America will once again say “Merry Christmas “, there has been a profusion of rambunctious exhibitions of the upcoming seasonal and religious holiday. Christmas – though never fully a spiritual event – has for either almanac or political reasons recently enlivened the commercial and social atmosphere with unprecedented gusto.

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Incomparable luxury

It would be a short sell to credit today’s magnificence only to brilliant yellow sunshine amid a startling blue sky above a glistening azure river meandering like an oil painted image across the vast distant panorama. What has crystallized the rampant euphoria is not the inexpressible natural beauty nor the comforting and measured sound of a flatbed on a dusty country road. Rather it is the supreme satisfaction of knowing we made it! We have made it to the other side of worry and uncertainty.

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Now the real battle begins!

The current – almost global – preoccupation of the media and pundits – is denunciation of the latest results of the US presidential election. There has been proposal of action by VP Kamala Harris reminiscent of Trump’s recommendation last election to his VP Mike Pence not to certify the election results; accusations that there is nothing new in the election results but a repeat of what is alleged to be merely the historic American personality (namely predominantly uneducated, bigoted, racist, misogynistic, supercilious and greedy); and, finally, suggestions commensurate with Trump’s conspiracy theories that Elon Musk manipulated the electoral boxes in Trump’s favour and that Trump magically knew in advance that he would win.

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