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THANKS FOR THE MEMORIES
Web photographs of Canadian war graves link us to our heroic past
IN FAMILY MEMORIES, my Uncle Richard will always be the tough, amiable guy who prowled the turbulent Halifax waterfront of the 1930s. A quiet man, dubbed "Buster" by his six doting siblings, he preferred a duck hunt in the rural mist to his stevedore chores. And although he never started a brawl, he was not afraid to finish one. He once told two Americans to stop beating up a hapless Newfoundlander. When they turned on him, Buster polished them off in seconds. Oblivious to his father's lectures about the need for a university education, all he ever wanted was to be a policeman. But his Armenian face with its startling blue eyes, and his strange name and his struggling immigrant parents, were too alien for that long-ago Halifax. His application was rejected. When the Second World War erupted, he joined the merchant marine, then transferred to the North Nova Scotia Highlanders. A German sniper shot him between the eyes on Sept. 17,1944 near Boulogne, France. His stark white marker stands proudly, and a mite forlornly, in the nearby Calais Canadian War Cemetery.

I have never been there. But a few weeks ago, I finally saw a photo of his stone, with that sad little phrase "beloved son" and my grandparents' names?of Steve Douglas and his herculean Maple Leaf Legacy project. Douglas, now 47, was a freelance graphic designer and photographer living in London, Ont., in 1997 when
he was inspired by a photo of an uncle's war grave, which he had taken two years before on a trip to England and pinned to his office wall. What, he wondered, about others who never get to see a family member's grave? Why
not use digital cameras to photograph themand post them on-line free of charge? Anyway, how long could it take?

Today, Douglas lives alone in Ypres, Belgium, within four hours of 1,400 Commonwealth war cemeteries, managing a bookstore devoted to British military history by day and updating his archives by night. So much for blithe plans: it turns out there are more than 115,000 Canadian war graves from the Boer War, the First and Second World Wars, the Korean War and peacekeeping missions, scattered across 74 nations, ranging from Burma to France.
Six years after he started his odyssey, without a cent of government funding, Douglas and more than 430 avid volunteers have accumulated 65,000 photographs of war graves. The first posting, several hundred photos, is slated to appear on-line this Remembrance Day. (In the interim, Douglas has mailed or e-mailed photos on request, asking for a $50 donation afterwards-if the recipient can afford it.) He now figures it will take until 2014, the centenary of the outbreak of the First World War, to complete the task. His site, www.mapleleaflegacy.ca, has engulfed his life. "It's very satisfying and very humbling;" he says. "There is still a lot of ignorance about Canada's role in the wars."

After decades of neglect, Canada is belatedly exploring its wartime history. Three years ago, the Toronto-based Dominion Institute, with Ottawa's support, created the Memory Project, which includes a digital archive of the recollections of more than 300 servicemen, spanning almost 85 years of military experience. The mere sound of elderly voices cracking with emotion as they relate past turmoil is touching. Second World War vet Barney Danson, a former Trudeau era defence minister, thinks the celebrations on the 50th anniversary of D-Day, June 6, 1944, began this slow process of remembering our wartime past. "I OFTEN THINK of those young men who never lived to be veterans," he says. `They earned the medals and never got to wear them.'

Too often, the federal government itself forgets those perilous times--and their survivors. Last winter, Vic Leach, outgoing manager of B.C.'s New Westminster Seniors' Bureau, organized a veterans' meeting to discuss benefits. To his surprise, hundreds responded. And they related difficulties in obtaining access to everything from the Veterans Independence Program, which provides services such as housecleaning, to extended health benefits such as enhanced pharmacare. Many did not even know they were eligible for disability pensions. So far, Leach has secured pensions, services and benefits worth roughly $730,000 per year for about 110 vets. He is flabbergasted by their timidity-and the bureaucracy's rigidity. "The veterans are afraid of taking too much;" he says. "I keep saying, `No, this is what you are entitled to. You risked your life for us.' "

Meanwhile, Douglas continues "to photograph graves-and to ready his Web site. Inspired by his efforts, Australians and New Zealanders have launched similar sites: volunteers now take pictures of headstones from all Commonwealth nations. Canadian Ralph McLean has single-handedly taken snaps from the Prairies to North Africa. ("It's my way of giving back," he says.) Douglas himself plans on sticking with the project until the end. "Every time you hear from someone who has seen a photo you sent-that keeps you going."
Danson, in turn, lauds Douglas's efforts. Some of his closest wartime friends are buried in that Calais cemetery. And he can foresee a day when schools will use the Maple Leaf Legacy site to display the graves of yesterday's graduates to today's youth. "To me," he says with a poignant pause, "it is like walking into holy ground." Even tough guy Richard Janigan would be pleased. M

Mary Janigan's column appears every other issue. mjanigan@macleans.ca
60 MACLEAN'S I OCTOBER 13, 2003