_______________________ Number 50, September 15, 2005 _____________________
Arnold Morberg, ³Mr. CALM AIR², died on Wednesday, September 7, 2005. He
left a legacy of what an individual can accomplish with dogged
determination, business acumen, and an uncanny ability to win over people
an airline that has survived the ups and downs (to quote David Thomas) of a
business that can be unforgiving at the best of times.
I had the privilege of working for Arnold from December of 1973 through June
of 1980, and those years were, without a doubt, some of the most memorable
in my life. It was a heady feeling to be involved with a dynamic personality
like Arnold and words that readily come to mind to describe him would be
determined, tenacious, and ever optimistic.
If you will bear with me, I would like to reminisce a bit about those six
and a half years, keeping in mind that my memory has become somewhat
selective with the passage of time.
My first introduction to him was to interview for a position which Calm Air
had advertised an accounting assistant to the Controller, who at the time
was Dale Folstad. Arnold obviously took a leap of faith with me since the
person sitting across the interview desk from him had long hair and a full
beard, and not exactly strong credentials (I was enrolled in the RIA program
and had several courses under my belt) definitely not the requisite image
of a clean cut, fully qualified accountant he might have been looking for. I
did land the position, did a pretty good job at it too, enough so that I
became Controller when Dale left. I learned, as time went on, that one did
not put much credence in appearances since the north tended to attract
individuals with individuality.
The office at Eldon was once home to Fred Chiupka and family when he was
running his operation from the water base. It was a comfortable building
although the basement area was decidedly cold in winter and which is where
accounts payable (me), accounts receivable and payroll (Ellen Davey, later
Patricia Ellis), and the several ladies (Bev Tibbits, Isabel Marks) looked
after all the manifests and invoicing. One other shortcoming was that the
indoor toilet was not dependable in cold weather, which, while not a big
problem for guys, was quite an inconvenience for the women on staff. Often
they resorted to driving home to use their own facility! On the plus side,
the work environment was friendly and casual and it never seemed like an
nine to five job for most of us.
Of course Arnold had the largest room on the main floor as his office, with
Dale having an adjacent smaller room, and Eugene Kopeck, Chief Pilot in the
next smaller one. Arnoldıs secretary/ receptionist had her work area in what
was the former kitchen/dining room. Joan Monroe filled that role very
competently and later Marj Bennett, both a pleasure to work with. Gail often
came in to help with paperwork and was much appreciated in boosting office
moral. Ross Ellis, who was always Arnoldıs right hand man, had an office in
the hanger, and there were a few offices in the radio building adjacent to
the dock. That was moved and joined to the main office, bringing all
management under one roof. Later, the company moved its office downtown into
what was once the Credit Union and earlier, a general store owned by Neila
Premachuk.
Although the large hanger at the water base was of considerable use, it was
not practical for servicing the sked wheeled aircraft located at the
airport. A wooden structure supplemented by a canvas fabrication, located
across from the airport terminal and adjacent to the cross strip, allowed
the engineers to enshroud an aircraft and work in a modicum of comfort as
they performed service work in the winter or summer. That facility was
improved and expanded as time went by. Eventually, the hanger at the water
base was dismantled, moved, and reassembled in place of the canvas
structure.
This airline business was all new to me but it didnıt take long to develop
an enjoyment of the excitement surrounding it, not that I ever fully
understood the mysterious ways in which the Department of Transport issued
various forms of operating licenses. Actually, I have often wondered if
anyone outside the very bowels of the bureaucracy and an army of lawyers
understood that nebulous process. Aside from having to spend far too many
hours every month filling in forms for government required statistics (of
dubious worth), I enjoyed the accounting very much and worked with a fine
bunch of people.
The water base was a delightful place to be a constant hive of activity
except for the weeks of freeze-up and break-up, which, even then, were busy
as aircraft were transferred from floats to skis and vice versa. I say
delightful because one could go outside for a break and watch aircraft come
and go on Eldon. The overhead drone of an aircraft captivates me still. It
was exciting and interesting to see and hear all the activity - flights
departing and returning with their mixed cargo of people - natives,
tourists, fishermen, RCMP, geologists, adventuresome sorts; and freight
which could be almost anything - lumber, fuel and oil, mail, fish packed in
ice, canoes, liquor, groceries, you name it. For me, one of the enduring
sights and sounds of a thing of beauty was to watch a loaded twin otter on
floats take offespecially a colourful Calm Air twin otter. The sound was
marvellous and the spectacle picturesque as the graceful metal craft slowly
accelerated across the water, strained to lift, and finally broke free. No
less spectacular was watching an otter come in for a landing, and then
observing the pilot deftly manoeuvre the aircraft to the dock. I guess you
really had to be there to know what I mean.
At the time I started, Arnoldıs fleet of aircraft was small, but busy. I
recall there were a couple of Founds that he used at Morbergıs camps one
was CF-RXD; there were two Cessna 185s CF-HIL and CF-YFV; a venerable
deHavilland Beaver; and a twin otter CF-DMR. All performed charter service
and sked service as required. As the years went by the fleet grew as did the
company, with a reliable and safe track record, dependable aircraft, and
dedicated employees. (As an aside, three of those dedicated employees, Ross
Ellis, Patricia Ellis, and Gary Beaurivage have between them almost a
century of work with Calm Air. Ross and Pat are retired now and Gary is the
President of Calm Air.)
It was tough going on many occasions, something I remember very clearly. I
would often be the one having to explain to an agitated supplier why an
invoice wasnıt being paid in a timely manner. I often likened it all to a
house of cards that Arnold would masterfully keep standing as he shrewdly
built his business to the point where it is today. It was amazing to watch
him work his ³magic². I should emphasize something if you ever want to get
into a business that is really, really expensive to own and operate, try
building an airline. If a plane has a part that is identical to one found on
your vehicle, it will most certainly be priced at many times more because it
is aircraft certified. Engines and airframes have to be rebuilt at specified
intervals and those rebuilds come with a hefty price tag. Insurance and
fuel costs are huge, not to mention payroll, and the various governments all
have their hands out to collect every conceivable tax or fee they can levy.
I have great admiration for the many pilots, engineers and ground crews who
operated and looked after the aircraft, especially in the dead of winter
when working conditions could be appalling. I, as an office-bound number
cruncher, didnıt have to endure those rigors. One of the contracts the
company had was winter fuel hauls into places like Brochet, where Manitoba
Hydro operated diesel generators to supply electricity to the community. A
mighty expensive means of bringing power to the people, but good for Calm
Airıs bottom line and aircraft utilization! The otter flew back and forth
all night ferrying bulk fuel, and in the early morning, would be rid of its
cargo area fuel tank; seats would be reinstalled and the aircraft would be
ready for its daily sked service, all in minus 20, 30 and 40 temperatures.
Can you imagine going to work in the dark, getting a freezing twin otter
serviced and maintained, fuelled, and loaded, ready to go so that it can
take its precious cargo of passengers and goods on a sked or a charterand
work like that all day or night? That is certainly where some of the
dedication to Arnold and Calm Air showed through.
Northern bush flying seemed to have been the primary means by which many a
novice pilot built up flying hours in order to move on to a ³better job²,
and it was of little surprise that the company had no shortage of eager
applicants willing to come north. What a task that must have been for
Eugene, and later, Bill Hanson, to pick the best from the many. Clearly they
were proficiently selective because most of the fellows I met were competent
and affable pilotsand many went on to greater responsibilities and
challenges after serving Calm Air well.
Iıd have to say that Arnold did not tolerate ³prima donna² pilots well. He
knew how to fly the planes and what he could coax out of them, so he was
readily short with those who were overly cautious, irresponsible, careless,
or simply not cut out to be pilots. He was, however, fair and forgiving of
those who were good pilots but who made certain errors in judgement.
One occasion I recall concerns a Cesssna185 which was to head up to
Morbergıs camps, in Saskatchewan, from the Eldon base. It was loaded with
groceries, and Norma was a passenger. The young pilot, able but short on
experience, left the dock and roared up and down the lake several times. The
plane simply would not break free of the water - it was a hot day and the
lake was calm. Finally, after these failed takeoff attempts, the exasperated
pilot returned to the dock. Either Norma or some groceries would have to be
off-loaded before he could try again! Arnold, who by now was on the dock
watching this, would have none of it! He told the pilot to step aside,
hopped in, took off, skilfully getting one float out of the water, and then
the other and departedno doubt to the chagrin of the young man. I think
Norma would have been more than happy to stay!
One Calm Air pilot crafted his career demise in a rather odd way. He made
the very stupid decision of becoming Lynn Lakeıs first ³streaker² at a well
attended local venue. Needless to say, alcohol may have been a factor.
Although the RCMP did not lay charges, Arnold did not feel this kind of
behaviour sat well with the company image and the individual was terminated.
Arnold enjoyed flying and was good at it but one incident came very close to
ending his life and may well have caused his insurers to urge him away from
the cockpit. Although the event was before my time at Calm Air, it was my
understanding that the companyıs twin otter had developed engine problems
which forced the shut down of one of the Pratt and Whitney PT6 turbines and
left the aircraft stranded at the Leaf Rapids airport. The dilemma was
whether to service the aircraft on the spot or move it back to the Lynn
maintenance facilities. Although a twin otter can remain airborne with one
engine, taking off with only half the available power is a dicey move. Ever
the optimist, Arnold attempted the feat and might have succeeded had it not
been for lack of altitude by the time he ran out of runway. The resultant
controlled crash, cushioned by trees, was injurious to both he and the
plane. I believe his back was seriously damaged and it bothered him for
years.
In 1981 fate brought death near again. The Calm Air King Air he and Gail
were aboard crashed short of the runway while inbound to Lynn Lake. The two
crew and six passengers fortunately escaped what could have been a tragic
turn of events. Aside from these two incidents, the only other significant
accident in the companyıs history was the crash of the twin otter C-FQBV
near Repulse Bay in November of 1976 and again, the two crew members and two
passengers escaped serious harm. The aircraft was airlifted back to Lynn
Lake by Bow Helicopters in 1977 and sent to Calgary for repairs.
I had the pleasure of flying with Arnold on several occasions when he was
the pilot of a twin otter or the Cessna CF-FKK, whether to Stony Rapids,
Prince Albert, or Winnipeg and I know that he would have been every bit the
professional commercial pilot as he was a consummate businessman. I just
think he enjoyed the challenge of ³flying² a business a whole lot more than
flying a plane.
The first twin otter that Arnold had on floats was CF-OEQ, and there wasnıt
a prettier sight. I seem to recall that the floats came from Ontario, were
likely not new, cost $100, 000, and may have arrived on a CN flatcar. Over
time the fleet included various twin otters - VTL, QXW, CIJ, QBV, the
Shortıs Skyvan CF-WCY, the Mitsubishi MU-2 C-GLOW, The twin engine Cessna
³push/pull² CF FKK, Beaver C-GEXK, several King Airs, and before I left, a
Hawker Siddeley HS-748 CF-MAK.
The main points of service were Brochet, Leaf Rapids, Lac Brochet, South
Indian Lake, Missi Falls, South Bay, Thompson, Granville Lake, and
Pukatawagan. Expanding to the Eastern Arctic brought routes extending to
Churchill, Rankin Inlet, Eskimo Point, Coral Harbour, Repulse Bay and Baker
Lake. It is with a great deal of rueful hindsight that I acknowledge never
taking the opportunity to visit the Eastern Arctic when I could so easily
have done so. Fortunately, Norma went in my stead one summer and I saw some
of it through her photos and stories.
Arnold and Gail were always outgoing, hospitable and enjoyed having people
over for an evening of fine dining and visiting. Gail could create a gourmet
meal for ten or fifty and make it seem effortless, a talent honed when she
was at Morbergıs Camps, no doubt. On several occasions she prepared the
entire meal for the annual Calm Air Christmas party held in the Legion Hall.
Arnold was the perfect host in that oneıs glass never went empty, although I
do remember one occasion when he was admonished by a colleague - ³Arnold!
Youıd have just as many friends even if you didnıt pour such big drinks!² or
words to that effect!
Yes indeed, Arnold made many friends over his lifetime, whether he poured
big drinks or not! His contributions have been many and he will be long
remembered. I know I wonıt forget him.
IN MEMORIAM
CARL ARNOLD LAWRENCE MORBERG (published on September 09, 2005)
CARL ARNOLD LAWRENCE MORBERG Carl Arnold Lawrence Morberg, CEO of Calm Air
International Ltd., passed away on September 7th at the age of 69 in his
home at Paint Lake, MB, surrounded by his loving family. Arnold is survived
by his wife Gail and his four children, Marion, Nelson (Toni), Margo (Brian
Berry) and Monica (Lionnel Janzen); and six grandchildren, Kalie, Madison,
Raynie, Max, Carl and Paige. Arnold with his wife Gail, the founders and
creators of Calm Air International Ltd., lead a dynamic and challenging life
building one of Canada's largest privately owned regional airlines. His soft
smile and witty charm will be missed by the many people he captivated each
day. Today Calm Air serves communities throughout Manitoba and the Kivalliq
region of the Nunavut. Among his innumerable accomplishments, Arnold served
a term as Mayor of Lynn Lake in the late 1970s. He sat on the Board of
Directors for MTS from 1994 to 2001; CDEF - lending arm of the provincial
government; Director of ATAC - Airline Transportation Association of Canada;
Northern Cancer Fundraiser - with Janet Filmon. Arnold's life will be
remembered and celebrated at a community gathering held in Thompson, MB,
Wednesday, September 14 2:00 to 4:00 p.m. at the Legion Hall. A farewell
gathering will be held in Winnipeg at the Fairmont Hotel from 7:00 to 10:00
p.m. on Sunday, September 18. In lieu of flowers, the Morberg Family wishes
tax deductible donations to be made to the Thompson Community Foundation,
Box 1074, Thompson, MB R8N 0M5. Arnold Morberg built an airline and made it
fly, and found death no less perplexing, no less wonderful than life.
Thursday, September 8, 2005
Calm Air founder dies
By PAUL TURENNE, STAFF REPORTER Winnipeg Sun
Manitoba lost a business icon yesterday when Arnold Morberg, the founder of
Calm Air, died at his Thompson home.
He was 69 years old.
Morberg, who was born near Mildred, Sask., bought his first plane in 1962 to
serve his fishing lodge near Stony Rapids, Sask., and over the years grew
Calm Air into an airline that today serves 21 communities in Manitoba and
Nunavut.
"He built an airline and made the damn thing fly," said Gail Morberg, who
was married to Arnold for 44 years. "It's been a wonderful fly.²
"I'm really proud of our old boy," she said. "He was magnificent to live
with. We had fun in our lives. He gave me four great kids and wonderful
grandchildren."
Calm Air was named for Morberg, using the initials from his name: Carl
Arnold Lawrence Morberg.
After acquiring a small airline in northern Manitoba, Morberg moved Calm
Air from Saskatchewan to Lynn Lake, then to Thompson in 1985.
Morberg's impact on the aviation business was evident yesterday.
"I've had phone calls from all over North America," said Gail. "Aviation is
kind of a small community."
The family is planning services for both Thompson and Winnipeg, but details
and dates have yet to be hammered out.
From the THE DAUPHIN HERALD TUESDAY, MAY 22, 1984, Fred Chiupka stated:
³I signed a contract with Hydro to do all their flying out of Lynn Lake. But
theyıd need bigger aircraft like Twin Otters, which meant an expenditure of
about three million dollars. In the meantime a big controversy was
developing over the diversion. It looked as if the work might not start for
years. So, when an outfit from Saskatchewan offered to buy my airline, I
decided to sell in 1969. The name was changed to Calm Air International Ltd.
They are doing very well and have expanded into more flights in the North.²
Calm Air now offers flights to such far northern points as Repulse Bay,
Coral Harbour, Baker Lake, Rankin Inlet and Churchill, as well as many
shorter flights.
From the Winnipeg Tribune - Saturday, June 6, 1970 - How long can the
spirit of Lynn Lake
last? this excerpt although Iıll be darned if I can think of where they got
Arnold operating 14 aircraft in 1970unless they added in all of Fredıs
planes:
Transportation is one of the townıs major concerns. Lynn Lake is rapidly
becoming the jumping off point for exploration crews moving into the North
in search of minerals and oil. It is the most logical base for crews
exploring northern Manitoba, Saskatchewan and the Northwest Territories.
Exploration has also created a demand for air transportation in the area and
several charter companies use Lynn Lake as their headquarters.
Although the town has a 5,000-foot runway and a 3,000-foot cross strip, the
major aviation activities are located at nearby Eldon Lake where three
private airlines compete for the tourist, exploration, and fish haul hauling
trade.
Calm Air operates 14 aircraft from Eldon Lake while La Ronge Aviation has 12
float planes and Parsons Airways six.
Carl Arnold Lawrence Morberg owner of Calm Air moved to Lynn Lake from
Saskatchewan in January.
³Iıve always loved the North and realized its potential when I moved here as
a boy of 19.²
³Itıs the only place with a future,² says the 33-year-old married father of
three, two girls and a boy.
Mr. Morberg started in the charter business in 1963, but soon realized that
the company had to expand or quit.
³Lynn Lake was the most Likely spot from a transportation standpoint and we
chose it because of its potential.²
To show his faith in the future of Lynn Lake, Mr. Morberg is slowly
increasing his fleet of aircraft and plans to build a hanger at Eldon Lake
this year.
However the future of the area is only mildly reflected in the optimistic
attitudes of local businessmen.
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In closing, a bit of levity. I was organizing the annual Calm Air Christmas
party in 1978 and wanted to have something differentand inexpensiveto add
to the evening. On a whim I asked Rod and Lynn Johnston if they had any
ideas. Their response was truly an experience I wonıt forget! Lynn created a
sic-sac about two feet by 18 inchesperhaps it has gotten bigger in my
imagination over the yearsand colourfully covered it with her wonderful
witty art. (Gail has it framed and hanging in her home.) Lynn also created a
short song and put on a singing/dancing ski to accompany it, the words for
which follow. Finally, Farlie Charquharson, aka Rod, rounded out the
performance with his priceless stand up routine, the text of which also
follows. It was quite an evening and I donıt think Arnold minded being the
butt of some good natured ribbing.
ODE (OWED) TO ARNOLD
Now far north of Thompson
In a town full of miners
There lives a man with his head in the sky
In north Manitoba you canıt drive on Muskeg
And the native, God blessıem are well subsidized
Where oh where are you tonite
why must you leave me here all alone
Just cause itıs snowing
Anı the runwayıs fogged over
Call Calm Air International
Giveıem pfft on the phone
Seven A.M., thereıs the sound of an otter
The familiar colors of orange and blue
Thatıs not the plane, itıs the lips of the pilots
And the freezing red hands of the men
On the crew
Where oh where are you tonite
why must you leave me here all alone
Just cause itıs snowing
Anı the runwayıs fogged over
Call Calm Air International
Giveıem pfft on the phone
Thereıs a shipment for Brochet
And a nurse going to Rankin
A band council member you can tell by the beer
Thereıs a bag for Leaf Rapids
Thatıs leaking already
If you want variation youıll find it right here
Where oh where are you tonite
why must you leave me here all alone
Just cause itıs snowing
Anı the runwayıs fogged over
Call Calm Air International
Giveıem pfft on the phone
Now somebody told me
the pilots were handsome
Quick witted, courageous, with minds that are keen
But faced with a typical load from the bushland
The backs of their heads is all anyoneıs seen
Where oh where are you tonite
why must you leave me here all alone
Just cause itıs snowing
Anı the runwayıs fogged over
Call Calm Air International
Giveıem pfft on the phone
The passengers stuffed in the seats made for midgets
Can shove farther over for just one more fare
And just for excitement thereıs only one barf bag
Between 15 folks who just ate on Transair
Where oh where are you tonite
why must you leave me here all alone
Just cause itıs snowing
Anı the runwayıs fogged over
Call Calm Air International
Giveıem pfft on the phone
Come all ye young fellers
Whoıll fly for a lifetime
You can get your beginnings in the northland so fair.
Just pack up your mucklucks
Your warm woollen undies
Your insect repellent
And fly for Calm Air!
Good evenin*. Now yore Mr. Sickraneass feller assed me ta-nlte to sorta get
this here shindig off the ground as it were.
Iım supposta run off about flyinı anı about Clam Air in partlkllar.. from a
laymanıs point of view... an bein as I can lay as good as anybody, I said
Iıd giveıer a try.
Now me anı Valeda has flew from yer west to yer yeast on a lotta different
occasions an I figger I knows somethin about Hairlines speakinı off the
toppa my head..
Now yew take this here Clam Air bunch. Seems they got a monotony here in
the north on accounta some feller Moreburger whoıs been up in the air since
he was big enough to get into his first cockpit!
Now Arnold seen a good thing when he come to it and floundered a sorta
shuffle service amongst the norther commune-nifties. He dug up a couple of
two engine planes (two scheds bein betternı one), painted em orange anı blue
soıs theyıd stick out like Dolly Partonıs shirt an viola! Clam Air was ready
to give everyone the business!
Now you wouldnıt Xactly call Lean Lake a outpost but itıs sure not yer
civilized-atlon neither! Strange Place. Lotta yer old timers claim they
wuz dragged up her.. houses anı all. But before long, the poppalatlon
doubled up on accounta the posterity of Sherrifıs Gordon anı gol darn it,
they even paved the runway.
Yessir, Clam Airıs been haulinı folks around here fer so long theyıre a
household word. A lotta these words ya can pick up on one of them 4-hour
waits in Thompson.
Bein yer baslcal newcummer, I figgered on given off with a unsollcltuted
prescription of what happens when ya sign up fer one of these skids to Rank
Inlet, or Soused Indian Lake...
First off, ya sort of haul yore bag down to that there wadinı room, (unless
of course, sheıs decided to sleep in). Then after a Johnny Dingywell feller
gives ya a boring pas, ya get to watch one of them pilot fellers beat the
hell outa the escargo tryin to stuff God knows what inta their back end
there.
Now, when they got all their sklddo parts, fool drums, bush odors an such in
there, they make room fer yer LIVE passenders.
Ya gotta be a regılar contorso-ist ta get inta one of them seats, then they
pack ya in so tight, ya canıt take a breath, much less break wind In
comfort. Then after theyıve squeezed in every last man, woman an what the
hell have you, they turn up the heat to high you just about spew in yore own
juices. Maybe thatıs why they call her a twin hotter.
Then thereıs the regalation massage that nobody kin unnerstan...²ladles and
mmmmmmmmmm belts aremmmmm smoking.....mm hunnert feetmmmmm pleasant flight.²
Why one of em donıt turn round an holler ³fasten up, donıt smoke and Its
gonna take haf a hour!!² s beyond me.
Now ya gotta tax fer awhile an then by golly, ther takin it off! Ya can feel
the soun regurgitatin right through the seat of yer thermals!
Ya can always tell whoıs the captain an whoıs not. The Captainıs got more
stripes against him, but the other guy does all the work. Itıs no soft job,
this pllotin, no sir. Ya gotta gage all them gages while keepinı your eyes
on yer nose AND yer tail all at the same time as yore gettin it up! As I
recall, it was yer Bill handsome and his good friend Dave 0ıMirror was
takinı off with us which could explain why the heat was so high.
Moıs a the time ya gets to see wher yer goln to, unless ther fly in IFR..
witch ruffly transtated means Installment fright regglators or when thereıs
aquadate advlsablllty means I follow roads.
One thing about yer norther joggerfee is all them lakes. Just stopın
figger.. now that means yer up there passin yer water at about 150 miles an
hour!
Yer otter ainıt yer quietest ala mode a transportation, no sir. Ya canıt
even get a good constipation golnı with another passenger or youıll shout
yerself horse! In fact yer in perty ruffed up shape when ya gets off a the
darned thing. An probly thatıs why they call yer Hairport yer Terminal!
Buffore ya knows it, yore hearinı some rang dang do over yer public undress
system anı if yer stretch yer eyeballs, ya kin see yer runoff down ther in
the middle a nowheres. About this time, them pilots starts playing with
ther instruments.
A real aviatinı enthusiast kin tell when they throttle yer engine, pich yer
feathers an drop off ther flaps, then they flares out ther nose and Gol darn
It, yer on terror termer as secure as a horsebun In a snowbank! One look
around Rank Inlet an It donıt take no perfesser to figger out why them
explorers looked for their Beaver somewhereıs else!
Bu snot ever day ya gets to see yer northern Terrorities from close up, an
if ya has to do it at all, Clam Airıs yer means to yer end. I even come
back in one piece.
I gotta sum up all this by sayin It been a reel eycayshun llvinı up here.
Thereıs a lotta lern and me an Valeda regalarly expose arselves.
Tonight we come out to see the northern lights, and by the look a this room,
I never seen so many northerners lit in all my born days!
I wanna thank Mr Sickraneass fer invltin us here, an I hope I done Ciam Air
the injustice it deserves.
Good Nitel
Photos:
Council and mayor swearing in ceremony Lynn Lake. (1976??)
L to R: Neil Mountjoy, Rick Atkins, Beryl ? , Abe Enns, Arnold Morberg
(Mayor), Hazel Latimer, Stan Geddes, Wally Walkow.
Checking out a potential aircraft purchase King Air(1978)
L to R:
Corporate salesman
Bill Hanson Calm Air Chief Pilot
Ross Ellis Calm Air Chief Engineer
Gordon Brooker Calm Air Auditor Winspear, Higgins (Regina)
Joseph Barnsley Calm Air Council Inkster, Walker (Wpg.)
?
Arnold Morberg CALM Air
Talk to you later. Emil
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