As a greeting, my reading friend, I make you the solemn promise to be brief, at least for this week. Let us begin our peroration, dare I say (type?) pontification, with a visit to the second edition of the Salon (international?) de l’Auto, held at Place Bonaventure, in Montréal, Québec, from 15 to 25 January 1970. One of the many, many visitors at this event was none other than Charles Aznavour, born Shahnourh Varinag Aznavourian. This world famous French author composer interpreter, actor and

My dearly beloved reading friend, it is with ever renewed pleasure that I, yours truly, welcome you to the wonderful world of aviation and space – and whatever else happens to tickle my funny bone – in an intellectual manner of course. This week’s topic should also tickle your funny bone. The caption of the photograph I came across while perusing the 18 January 1960 issue of the well-known American weekly magazine Aviation Leak and Space Mythology , sorry, Aviation Week and Space Technology ,

I would like to begin this issue of our blog / bulletin / thingee, the first of the year 2020, the final year of the 2010 decade, with heartfelt wishes of good health and fortune. We all need both and, in most cases, we deserve both. There are people, however, about whom one has to wonder whether or not such good health and fortune may have been bestowed a wee bit undeservedly. One such person was / is William Wallace Whitney Christmas. Yours truly will endeavour to untangle the web of confusion

The historic landing of Canada’s first commercial bush flight in 1919 has been forever encapsulated through a special centennial project.

With Santa by his side, legendary Inuit bush pilot Johnny May is preparing for his final Kuujjuaq Christmas candy drop before he says goodbye to a sweet tradition.

It is with a certain trepidation that yours truly approaches the subject of this week, my reading friend. I feel a certain discomfort at the idea of ​​talking about an aircraft designed in Italy during the years during which the Partito Nazionale Fascista, an unsavoury organisation led by Benito Amilcare Andrea Mussolini, a pompous brute and buffoonish dictator mentioned in August 2018, December 2018 and July 2019 issues of our blog / bulletin / thingee, held the reins of power. This being said

A creative summer camp program may have nudged young participants into considering a future career as an aircraft accident investigator.

Good morning, my slightly masochistic reading friend. It is with pleasure that I welcome you to the world of aviation and space and, perhaps even more so, of the automobile. Our topic of the week appeared at the turn of a page of Photo-Journal . More exactly, a page from the 29 December 1949 edition of this Montréal, Québec, weekly, which we all know and love. The caption of the photograph containing only a minimum of information, yours truly had to invent the rest. Sorry. I’m joking. I did / do

This fall, the Canada Aviation and Space Museum proudly welcomed a helicopter from the Royal Canadian Armed Forces (RCAF) into the museum's permanent collection.

With your permission, my reading friend, I would like to begin our expedition to the wonderful world of aviation and space with a question. Do the first words of the title of this week’s article ring a bell? No? That’s no big deal. Let me enlighten you by mentioning a series of Canadian novels which appeared between 1962 and 2005. Known as the Bandy Papers , these books related / relate the adventures and misadventures of Ontario’s Bartholomew Wolfe Bandy. A gifted if accident prone fighter