I have moved to Brockville and upon unpacking, I came across some cards send to me by Terry. One concerned the loss of my cat, Pud. It instantly put a huge lump in my throat as his message was one that only he would write. Terry was someone whose compassion and decency was always evident. He made no show of it; it’s just who he was. This timely reminder of my friend has only served to reinforce in me what a great person he was and just how much I continue to miss him. God bless his soul.

I first met Terry the year I went to Air Cadet Summer Camp in Trenton in 1970. This was my first year as an officer at camp although I think Terry had been there once or twice previously. We were both Lieutenants then and each of us was assigned to be the O i/c (Officer in command of a Junior leader’s flight. I think Terry and I were roommates then (or it may have been the next year)so we spent a lot of time together those summers. We were constantly competing to see which of our flights could perform the best and I think this help us provide an excellent training programme for the cadets. Off-hours we spent much of our time in the Officer’s Mess chatting, drinking, and playing pool. Our flights often took tours together (to Old Fort Henry and to Ottawa). In 1972, Terry was promotted to Captain and appointed as OC (Officer Commanding) Leadership Courses while I continued as O i/c of Junior Leaders. In all, I spent four years at Trenton (although I believe Terry was there for a longer period of time). I lost touch with Terry when I moved to Winnipeg and was unable to return for summer camps due to work commitments I did, occasionally hear from other camp staff who did provide some updates, but, in those pre-internet days, it was much more difficult to keep contact. I was shocked and saddened to hear from Brian Cotter of Terry’s passing and truly regret not every being able to communicate with Terry since camp days. It is my hope that his family will accept my sincere condolences and their loss. Steven Mintz, CD Capt. (ret’d) Winnipeg, Manitoba

We will remember Terry’s contribution to the Canadian Cadet Movement…

To Terry’s family, please accept my sincere condolences on a tragic loss that we all share. I first met Terry when I was a 15 year-old cadet at CFB Trenton. For me and many others, he was “larger than life” as a military officer and role model. In addition to the skills he taught, the overall influence he imparted was considerable and in my case, directly influenced later decisions to make the military a career. By the time I was in university, we had become good friends and from the time I joined the Regular Force at the age of 22, we remained in constant contact. Throughout, Terry never ceased to impress me with his tremendous knowledge and analytical mind. He loved to travel and made several trips to the various locations where I was posted, including Trenton, Gander, Colorado Springs and Ottawa. He even managed to travel with me during a duty trip to Vienna, Austria. I can think of many occasions where Terry engaged senior military, diplomatic and other government officials â typically in a manner that clearly distinguished himself as someone possessingâsuperior knowledgeâ? and who could hold his own with acknowledged experts — much to the chagrin of all concerned â whether they be German and US aircrew, military attachés, ambassadors, and even the Lieutenant Governor of Newfoundland and Chief of the Defence Staff. To say the least, Terry was an extremely private person. Indeed, I was only able to glean his âstoryâ? after years of piecing together disparate elements derived from things he had mentioned in passing. Details about his family were amongst his most closely guarded areas of ânon-disclosure.â? For some, his close-hold on various personal and other details could be a source of frustration, with Terry often rationalized as introverted and âquirky,â? which is understandable. That said, I can personally attest to the fact that there was much more to the man than would outwardly appear. In the right environment, he was confident, witty and outgoing. While obviously profoundly affected by his personal circumstances, Terry remained someone who never stopped learning and was a scholar in every sense of the word. His knowledge of myriad facets of military and strategic studies was, in a word, phenomenal. It is no understatement to say that he was also a self-taught expert in a number of technical fields. It is indeed a pity that he was not afforded the opportunity to formally employ these skills in a discipline worthy of his caliber. Terry was complex, introspective, stubborn and, at times, difficult; but he was also compassionate, courteous, decent, loyal, disciplined and principled. While his sudden passing leaves me profoundly affected, I will remain forever grateful to have known him. Goodbye my fiend, until the next time. âTry not to become a man of success, but a man of value.â? – Albert Einstein

On behalf of the Commanding Officer of the Regional Cadet Support Unit in CFB Borden, I wish to express my sincere condolences on the recent passing of Terry Boyle. Although I do not recall meeting Terry, a picture of him was forwarded to me by Colonel Dave Higgins. Colonel Higgins spoke so very highly of Terry regarding his outstanding leadership and role model contributions to countless number of cadets in Central Region (Ontario) in the 1970s. As a current senior member of the Canadian Cadet Movement in Ontario, I wish to acknowledge and thank Terry, and the remaining family members, for his kindness, compassion and dedication to Canada and the Cadet Movement. As pointed out by Colonel Higgins, Terry was a real driving force toward the mentorship of youth and his contribution to their character development to become better citizens and leaders of Canada is testament to Terry’s legacy. Please accept that my thoughts of Terry are with the family. Sincerely, Jim Shields Deputy Regional Cadet Officer Regional Cadet Support Unit Canadian Forces Base Boren

A TRIBUTE TO TERRY BOYLE I was honoured to have known Terry Boyle and was shocked and saddened at his death. It has taken several months to adjust to the idea that he has slipped away at the age of 62. I would like to express my deep condolences to Terryâs family and friends. Some of you may only have known Terry fleetingly. Or maybe you are a friend of the family or a past friend, or just knew 1-2 aspects of his life and no others. I would like to shed some light for you and pay him the following tribute. I first met Terry in August 1969. I was a 14 year old Air Cadet at my first two-week summer camp. I know many of you have heard he was once involved in Cadets but bear with me. That morning I was part of #2 Squadron â one of four each with five flights of 25-30 Cadets. Some 600 of us dressed in ill fitting kharki shirts, shorts, knee-socks with garters and blue wedge caps, short haircuts⦠standing on a rain-swept parade square at the ungodly hour of 07:30 hrs on a Sunday morning. This was the anti-military, hippie era. Many of us must have been asking ourselves if this was really how we wanted to spend our summer when⦠Officer Cadet WT Boyle came marching by my flight. I was struck by his immaculate uniform and professional bearing. Here was someone to be paid attention to⦠and not because he had the loudest voice or the biggest swagger or the highest rank. If anything his magic was quite the opposite. This guy knew what he was doing, exuded a quiet competence and seemed to be having fun. He was in his element. Whatever his magic it transmitted that morning. We werenât awestruck like we were by Chief Warrant Officer Rowell, Canadian Guards, an imposing soldier with three rows of service ribbons, paratrooper wings and a pace stick. Assigned to the Camp in the last few months before he retired, Mr Rowellâs mission was to guide young gentlemen like Terry and to inspire discipline and hard work among we Cadets. No, OC Boyle was very different. What struck many of us was that some of us could imagine being him in a few years. Bizarrely⦠he was cool! Its odd how first impressions stick and can be so fresh now, 42 years later. Yes I was impressionable, only a young teen but here was a man⦠and Cadets were all male in those days (til 1975)⦠a young man⦠who lead by example. And Terry was only a mere 20 back then not that we really knew or could tell⦠yet he inspired many of us⦠to be as âgoodâ? as he was on parade (and we did a lot of drill back then), and in the classroom, in camp, in the field⦠someone we could try to emulate. His dress, deportment and conduct⦠his knowledge, his actions, his interests⦠his sense of humour, of fun. He made us better. And there was a cadre just like him⦠some of whom will be on hand paying their respects at Terryâs interment on June 25, 2011. Others have already posted their Condolences and while others can do neither⦠but share these same sentiments and remembrances of our friend. Terry Boyle had that special something⦠that je nâais se quois. Many who served with him or knew him well may define that as intelligence, integrity, a strong work ethic, a sense of right, good judgment, loyalty, honesty, ⦠a great sense of humour though perhaps odd⦠and he thought about things, was rationale⦠was fair, firm and friendly. As a leader, as a boss, as an instructor⦠he was really great. Of course, I didnât see all those qualities that morning in 1969. I only began to take their full measure when I came to work for him in the summer of 1972. I was an 18 year-old Acting Corporal⦠a Call Out NCO, well trained and keen to prove myself. Over the next four increasingly long and intense summers as he was promoted to Captain then Major in 1975, I continued to work for him. That year was a very key one for Trenton Air Cadet Camp. For one thing there was a whole crop of Regular Force Officer Cadets were assigned to the Camp â never an easy fit. Also, the training curriculum changed with new courses introduced; the size of the Jr Leaders Course tripled; most Jr Officers were sent off for the inaugural BOC Qualification Course; the elite Glider students returned to live among the rest of the Cadets but the biggest change of all⦠girls came to camp and with them 35% of Camp staff were female. Very few females had any previous background in Cadets. Overnight⦠the complexion of the place changed and Terry inherited it all. Through it all as the Chief Training Officer with line responsibility for every single aspect of training over 2,400 Cadet trainees that summer plus the supervision, leadership and assessment of 10 Captains, 30 Lts, OCs and Civilian Instructors and 48 NCOs. These were a mix of Regular Force, Reserves, Civies and Call Outs â many with wide variance in training, experience and maturity. Terry was only 26, had been an officer himself just 7 years. As a Captain the previous year heâd been responsible for just 300 senior Cadets, three officers and as many NCOs. Back then, 36 years ago, there was less oversight, formal training or experience that is required these days. Terry faced huge challenges not least of which were three key Captain slots filled by 21 year-olds; much sniping from peers⦠Majors who had far less responsibility. And Terry reported to a superior who was ill-qualified and was a bit of a knuckle-dragger. And female Cadets and staff. Pulling it all off was an incredible accomplishment and a testament to Terryâs leadership⦠all amid very real criticism and negative consequences had he failed. In the end that Camp was a huge success: the best indicator being the graduation parades⦠always a litmus test. All three that summer won praise from SSO Cadets and the Ontario Provincial Committee the two key oversight bodies not to mention the Base Commander and Commander of Air Transport Group, respectively a Colonel and Brig. General. For many staff⦠Camp was a great summer job: hard work mixed with plenty of fun in the sun⦠while for others it was a bit of a lark and the Cadets kind of incidental. From his arrival at RCAF/CFB Trenton in 1969 to 1975 for Terry it, was serious stuff. He also held senior jobs at Senior Leaders at CFB Cold Lake and the Army Cadet Camp inn Banff from 1976-1978He was always at the sharp end⦠where the rubber hit the road interacting with and training Cadets. He was quiet, dependable and consistently put in the long days, went the extra mile, and always pushed himself. An illustration of the esteem many held him in during those years and of his subtle, cleaver sense of humour came at Banff. A Reg. Force Sergeant and Warrant Officer who worked for him that summer asked him: âSir, ⦠are you Regular?â? Meaning âare you Reg. Forceâ? like us for surely this was the only thing that could explain his professionalism. His reply, delivered with that unique Boyle mannerism⦠a slightly tenuous wit quick delivered in and with the blink of his eye: âSure man⦠twice a day! Thanks for asking.â? Terry was always a reservist. Those NCOs meant their query as a compliment and merely to confirm their suspicions. Apparently, the Warrant, being more senior maybe, and an infantrymen âgotâ? Terryâs comeback right away and chuckled at his own expense. Apparently the Sergeant was left scratching his head but then again⦠being a gunner perhaps he hadnât quite heard Terry. Noisy Artillery can play havoc with the ears. The Warrant then explained it and all three had a laugh and then⦠went back to work. The thing is⦠in his ten plus years working with Cadets â both at Camps and with his home Squadron here in Kirkland Lake⦠Terry had an inordinately long, positive impact on thousands of young Canadians. By my reckoning, while at Trenton he impacted the lives of over 6,000 Cadets⦠indirectly but mostly very directly. At Cold Lake and Banff another 600 or so. Then one must add the 3-400 staff he inspired over those years. Then there has been an exponential ripple effect. Many of those staff were fairly junior at the time and, thus inspired in moderate or large part by Terry⦠many have gone on to influence many, many thousands of young Canadians over decades up to the present. I know. Iâve personally met some. And so Terry Boyle has a legacy⦠one he would no doubt deny and cause him to blush and sigh over. Terry did have a life outside and after Cadets and his time with the Forces. He was an incredibly avid aviation buff from his early teens. He read widely on it and knew a lot about every aspect e.g. flight envelopes; aero-engines; avionics; cargo/passenger capabilities; armaments; flight characteristics, etc., etc.. He inhaled history of all sorts; read widely on politics, engineering and computers (in fact he was a master of Fortran and had a Diploma in Computer Studies) and psychology. And of course anything to do with the military whether NATO, WARSAPACT, SEATO, CHICOM, Latin American, etc., ⦠whatever service of the Armed Forces. And he knew Football (CFL, NFL) and played it, well! And he was a huge hockey fan especially of the Montreal Canadiens and the magic of that franchiseâs dynasty years. Iâd like to close with the following: ⢠Ric Sewell, of London/Chatham remembers a âwine appreciationâ? night in Hastings Hall in 1974 that saw them consume 5 bottles of Mateus (each)⦠then go to work the next morning. As roommates, their many nocturnal raids on the Officersâ Mess beer machine were legendary and matched only by feeding frenzies at the China Gardens. ⢠Terry had a love-hate relationship with Toronto⦠and especially with the Toronto Star which he read thoroughly (every section) and loved to take issue with. ⢠Terry was a formidable debater with an awesome ability to cite incredible details and draw on seemingly inexhaustible reservoirs of information and out argue guaranteed to whither any opponent or at least to wear them out. ⢠Terry could segue quickly from topic to topic with great dexterity and awesome speed seemingly at random. Naturally, this was a trait that could make grown men cry⦠especially the anal, process oriented or pedantic. In his prime⦠creative types often âgot himâ? in a heart beat as did many who were technically oriented. ⢠He could hold his own with and often surpass the knowledge pilots had even of their own aircraft or those they had flown for many hours. (I witnessed this several times at air-shows where he would roam static displays rapping with aircrew.) ⢠Try as they might to get him to move to southern Canada, Terryâs friends had to concede that he loved northern Ontario and the Kirkland Lake area. ⢠Terry was a thoughtful, fiercely loyal and caring friend among his crowd including to younger, maybe less consequential folk who he knew or took an interest in. He sent thoughtful cards, etc., and remembered birthdays and important events. ⢠For a guy who knew the Bush from having worked in it for many years he spent planting thousands of trees with the MNR and various contract operators I was sometimes puzzled with how much he loved to lay about on beaches goofing off. ⢠Terry was an incredible road tripper â able to go long, long distances with and without talking. He was a great navigator, appreciated and knew a lot about a wide variety of music and he didnât complain much. All major pluses for guys. ⢠As I said, Terry was both a thoughtful friend. He knew how to impart advice and was a good listener. At the same time he was a diplomatic. ⢠Terry was a true gentlemen: he was polite often to a fault⦠even with type As or bullies which wasnât actually bad because they tended to go away bored. He loved formalities and was big on protocol. Not because he was a traditionalist but because it showed respect and fostered communication. For instance⦠he stood up when a woman joined a table or entered a room; he opened doors, said please and thank you. ⢠Terry didnât really get mad, angry or hold grudges. He knew how to be direct and to deliver constructive criticism. He was classy and appreciated it in others. At the same time he was no soft touch⦠he new how to be very firm. Terry Boyle was unique. And he was not everyoneâs cup of tea. In our fraternal world, real or imagined, for instance many wives did not understand him. But hereâs the thing⦠if you feel you didnât âgetâ? what he was about. Thatâs OK. Many of his closest friends didnât always either. Nor did we always agree with or understand the choices he made. But we respected and loved him for who he was, what he did and how he did it! Sleep well my friend and mentor. Weâll miss you and regret our parting. Per Ardua Ad Astra Brian Cotter Toronto/Kirkland Lake, July 24, 2011

TRIBUTE for TERRY BOYLE from Steven Mintz Dr of Optometry, currently residing and practicing in Transcona, near Winnipeg, MB I first met Terry the year I went to Air Cadet Summer Camp in Trenton in 1970. This was my first year as an officer at camp although I think Terry had been there once or twice previously. We were both Lieutenants then and each of us was assigned to be the OIC (Officer in command of a Junior Leaders Flight. I think Terry and I were roommates then (or it may have been the next year) so we spent a lot of time together those summers. We were constantly competing to see which of our flights could perform the best and I think this helped us provide an excellent training programme for the cadets. Off-hours, we spent much of our time in the Officer’s Mess chatting, drinking, and playing pool. Our flights often took tours together (to Old Fort Henry and to Ottawa). In 1972, Terry was promoted to Captain and appointed as OC (Officer Commanding) Leadership Courses while I continued as OIC of Junior Leaders. In all, I spent four years at Trenton (although I believe Terry was there for a longer period of time). I lost touch with Terry when I moved to Winnipeg and was unable to return for summer camps due to work commitments. I did, occasionally hear from other camp staff who did provide some updates, but, in those pre-internet days, it was much more difficult to keep in contact. I was shocked and saddened to hear from Brian Cotter of Terry’s passing and truly regret not ever being able to communicate with Terry since camp days. It is my hope that his family will accept my sincere condolences on their loss. Steven Mintz, CD Capt. (ret’d) Winnipeg, Manitoba

It’s a shame that my Uncle Harry ( Terrances Dad) never told us about his sons. People can be so selfish that they deprive families from knowing each other. Thank-you friends of Terrance for sharing your history with me. I wish I had the chance to know him, He sounded like his father by what I have read… Good People!