I will be glad to have the thing, as the National Archives (of Canada, I assume) are a fair hike from my front door and with the only liquid whose price is increasing faster than gasoline being milk, I doubt I will be making a road trip to sunny Canada this summer, no matter how miuch the products of the Wellington Brewery call out to me.
I figure with my copy of Nicolsson, the books by Mark Zuelke (or however he spells his name, apologies for being lazy), and this photo collection, I might have a better understanding of the Canadian part of my father's war.
Bob