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Published November 14, 1999

 

The smiling faces revealed that young people in Llloydminster are happy with the facilities in their new youth centre which opened its doors in early November. For more details, please see the story on page 6.

 

Photo Credit: Pamela Sexsmith Green

Remember the risks taken for our freedom
by Pamela Sexsmith Green

Band ready to join with Treaty 4
by Stephen LaRose

Partnerships make up for health transfer shortfalls
by Angelia Wagner

New youth centre opens in border city
by Pamela Sexsmith Green

October is "Indian Month"
by Chris Tyrone Ross

War veterans fought as brothers
by Pamela Sexsmith Green

Here is a full list of additional stories featured in the November, 1999 issue of Saskatchewan Sage. If you are not receiving your own copy of Saskatchewan Sage, then you have missed all this information.

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First Nations fishermen win court battle

SaskTel under pressure to serve the North

Métis woman earns CN scholarship

Cousins make it in the world of music

Health districts team up for better service

Regina and Saskatoon hold events for World AIDS Day

Diabetes is harder to fight in northern area

Agreement means better facilities

Centre a symbol of co-operation


Remember the risks taken for our freedom

By Pamela Sexsmith Green
Sage Writer
THUNDERCHILD

D-Day, June 6, 1944, one of the big battles in the history of the free world. Donald Angus, Gunner, Regimental #L11305, Island Tank 3rd Division, was there, deep in the thick of occupied territory.

From the dark, smoky landing in Normandy, to the bloody D-Day battle and final triumphant crossing of the Rhine, he shared in it all - the pain, the glory, the agony - and got out with his life.
He had risked life and limb for his country and fellow soldiers, given his all and came home safe and sound - one of the lucky ones, one of the boys.

It wasn't until he got back home to Canada that Angus realized that he wasn't "one of the boys" any longer. He wasn't on equal footing with the other guys in his squadron. He was a Canadian Native veteran, discriminated against in his own country by the government and people he risked his life to protect. He was a soldier left out in the cold, shut out by the federal government and betrayed by some of his own band members back home on the reserve in Saskatchewan.
His story

"It all happened a long time ago, you know. When something like that happened, you just don't forget about it. Sometimes you remember and it's like it just happened yesterday. Even now at night in my dreams I remember. I sit up in bed and then realize I'm safe now. I can never forget, especially when I remember waking up in a trench with three dead Germans.

"When I first decided to enlist, my grandfather, Louis Angus, told me, 'Go ahead, do your best, fight for your country.' He was in the Riel Rebellion, you know, a real fighter. He talked to Poundmaker. My mom and dad, Joe Angus, didn't try to stop me either and they were all glad when I came back alive because there had been so many dead Canadian soldiers on the beach in Normandy."

Angus enlisted as a young man who was hitting his stride in the war years between 1942 and 1946. Starting his military training in Grand Prairie, Alta., he took advanced training in Petawawa, Ont., moved to Halifax and was shipped over to England with the 3rd Division for the D-Day landing, a particularly rough crossing that left many soldiers ill and rolling with seasickness on the decks.
"There were not many Native Canadians in my outfit. We were given special pistol training in England to get ready for the landing. On June 6, 1944, we traveled 22 miles across the English Channel on barges, carrying extra guns, clothing and ammunition. There were air bombers bombing the beaches when we got off the boats. The water was red with blood.

The Germans had been there in France for five years, waiting. They had machine guns but they couldn't see us because of the smoke screen. We couldn't see the skies because of the smoke. It was like a big gray cloud up there, but we could hear the screaming of the airplanes as they dropped the bombs. There were dead soldiers lying all over the beach, friends and comrades, wounded and killed."

The Second World War came to a speedy end once the allied troops of Canadian, English, American and Polish soldiers stormed the Germans' encampments.

"The Germans fought back. They were pretty well equipped, you know, in their cement bunkers. They had good weapons, communications and transportation, but they ran out of gas. Soon they were walking out of there or riding horses stolen from the French farms. We pushed on from June to September, through the lines in France, Belgium, Holland and Germany, finally crossing the Rhine when the war was over."

The 3rd Division fought on, up to a week in some of the strategic military strongholds, cleaning up pockets of resistance.

"There were no differences in nationalities among the Allied troops. We were all brothers. Native and non-Native officers and soldiers were treated exactly the same. We all depended on each other, watched each other's backs, saved each other's lives. We had no heavy equipment, lived on our wits. We were all fighting for the same thing."

Many fellow soldiers owed their lives to the bravery of the men in the 3rd Division.

"Raymond Sutter from Viking, Alta., you know, the dad from the hockey family, got hit in the leg real bad and we saved him, dragged him to safety. Mike Cosmo from Toronto had his leg blown wide open. He just laid there so I grabbed him, took cover and pulled him to safety. He lost the leg but lived to go home."

Angus faced danger many times but his most hair-raising experience happened in the aftermath of a huge bomb explosion.

"After a long, tough night, I jumped into a trench with my machine gun to take cover and sleep. When I woke up there were three Germans sitting there with guns looking at me. I tried to scramble out of the trench and turned to take another look when I saw that they were dead. Sitting up straight, eyes open and dead. They must have been killed by concussion when a bomb went off very close. I had to sit there with them until they called 'all clear' so we could come out."

Even after the fighting was over, the 3rd Division had to deal with groups of dangerous fanatics, men and members of the Hitler Youth Corps who wouldn't give up and wouldn't budge from their manholes.

"Some of them died defending their ground. We had to firebomb them out and many died. They died for Hitler."

When it came right down to basic survival skills, Native Canadian ingenuity came in very handy overseas, explained Angus.

"Our troop had pretty good food over there but the French people were starving. Those city guys didn't know how to look after themselves. They had no grub, nothing. We made a big fire, killed a yearling steer and I showed them how to skin it, cut it up and cook it. We had some good punch and potatoes and, oh, those boys were hungry. They said, 'Boy, those Indians sure know how to cook good food!'

After the war was over, the Germans were allowed to go home on foot...and hungry.

"We turned a lot of the road signs around to confuse them and had to clear a lot of dead men, horses, trucks and tanks off the roads. What a stink that was. When we crossed the Rhine and got to Germany we went to a bar on a barge that hadn't been bombed. They opened up three beers for us. Some Germans came and sat with us, shook hands and said, 'You don't know me and I don't know you. Why are we fighting? It's between Hitler and Churchill. You never did nothing to us. Us poor people, we don't want to fight you guys.'"

After an operation and the end of the war, Donald Angus was shipped home to Canada on the Queen Elizabeth.

"I was scared to come home again, but the water was as smooth as glass. We landed in the St. Lawrence River and then went through Quebec City and on to Saskatoon by train. I came home and started to farm. My father and I had broken and plowed land on our reserve, a homesite, cropland and pasture up north, around 300 acres and a new tractor. When I went away, other people put their cattle and horses on my land and a little village had grown up on our homesite. I had no fence. Buildings and houses on the land that I had broke with my dad with 16 horses, land given to us by the reserve and Indian Affairs was taken away by the chief and given to other people. But there was nothing I could do. I couldn't put other Native people's animals in the pound. It was their land too, on the reserve."

Back in the late forties you had to work to support a family. With no work on the reserve and his wife Louisa Okanee and their five children to provide for, Angus left to go into construction in Red Deer and Vegreville, Alta. He had wanted to farm but had not received the same parcel of farmland that had been given to non-Native veterans.

"That's what all these meeting with the Federal government have been about. We have good pensions but hope they settle this land dispute soon because there are not many [Second World War] veterans left. We are getting too old to farm. They were supposed to give us our own land off-reserve. Instead they gave us land on the reserve, land we already owned and shared. "Canada used to be our country, you know, belonged to all Native people. Ours until they took it away from us and moved us out to the reserves. We fought for Canada, took the same risks as the other soldiers, got the same medals, but when we came home, they didn't want to give us land like the rest of the veterans."

Angus, who attends Remembrance Day ceremonies every year and special D-Day memorial commemorations, also attends gatherings of Native Saskatchewan veterans.
"We fought for our land, our country, Canada. Now we are still fighting for our land, the land our Native veterans never received. I want to tell them to hurry up. We are dying out. They are so slow, the government."

Editor's Note: Donald Alexander Angus passed away shortly after giving this interview to Saskatchewan Sage. The story was printed in the most recent issue of Windspeaker, our nationally-circulated newspaper. We respectfully re-print it here as a tribute to Mr. Angus and all Native veterans.



Band ready to join with Treaty 4

By Stephen LaRose
Sage Writer
STANDING BUFFALO FIRST NATION

The Standing Buffalo First Nation is in the process of becoming the next band to sign the terms of Treaty 4.

The adhesion - an agreement to adhere to the terms of the 1874 treaty - will mean a new relationship between the 1,000-member Dakota band and the federal government, said Standing Buffalo Chief Mel Isnana.

"Our objective is, by September 2000, to be a part of the ceremonies of Treaty 4 - getting the annuities and having a full-fledged seat for round-table discussions about Treaty 4 issues," said Chief Isnana.

The major reason for the band to consider adhesion is economic, said the chief.

"One of the prime benefits for us is that we would be eligible for treaty land entitlements. We want to expand our land base. Right now our land base is very small compared to Treaty 4 First Nations," he said.

"We have, currently, close to 1,000 people for a population. We have a land base of 5,400 acres. A land base of 5.4 acres per person is very small," he added. "If we fell under the terms of treaty land entitlement, each individual person is guaranteed 120 acres a person. Without a land base, economic development won't be viable at all, let alone sustainable."

The process his band will follow to come under the terms of Treaty 4 involves a lot of historical research, from archaeological digs to studying agreements made almost two centuries ago.
Standing Buffalo's father signed a treaty, which was to provide a reserve for the Dakota people, with the United States government in 1851. However, war broke out between the Dakota and the United States Army in 1862, and the members of the Sioux nation fled north.

"In 1862 there was a massacre of our people in Minnesota, and Standing Buffalo led his people back to Canada," said Isnana. "The federal government has said to us that if we can prove that members of your band were here prior to the signing of Treaty 4, Ottawa will consider signing adhesion."

Southern Saskatchewan was the traditional hunting grounds for many different First Nations, including the Dakotas, said the chief.

"Our research and also what our Elders have told us in the past is that we did have some ties to the British many, many years ago, going back as far as 1812," he said.

In that year, the United States declared war on Great Britain and attempted to invade present day Ontario and Quebec. British and colonial officials made agreements with various First Nations in the Great Lakes region, mostly under the command of Tecumseh. First Nations warriors, colonial militiamen, and a small number of British army troops repelled the invasion and the war ended in 1814.

In the war of 1812, "the British did ask the Dakotas to ally with them. The Dakotas did that, and we have medals which prove our loyalty to Britain."

The federal government has provided some funding for Lakota and Dakota bands such as Standing Buffalo to research treaty adhesions.

"Part of our Sioux Nation, which includes the Assiniboine and the Stoney, have signed treaty or adhesion. We feel that we should be able to sign adhesion and be part of the treaty process."
Another piece of proof that southern Saskatchewan was part of the Dakotas' traditional hunting grounds came during an archaeological dig near Broadview last year.

"They buried a whole bunch of remains that were found by a farmer near Broadview, on the north side of the valley. The remains were dated back to the 1700s, and they were Dakota people," he said.

Much of the material found with the bodies was also common to the Dakota peoples, he added.
Chiefs from 13 First Nations across present-day southern Saskatchewan and southeastern Manitoba, along with representatives from the federal government, signed Treaty 4 in September, 1874 at Fort Qu'Appelle.

The Wood Mountain Dakota Nation is also considering adhesion to Treaty 4, said Isnana.
Currently 34 First Nations have agreed to terms with Treaty 4, either through the original signing in 1874 or through adhesions.

Two other Dakota bands in central Saskatchewan are considering adhesion to terms of Treaty 6, Isnana said.


Partnerships make up for health transfer shortfalls

By Angelia Wagner
Sage Writer
PRINCE ALBERT

After taking the white man's medicine for 500 years, many First Nation communities are taking steps toward prescribing their own.

For more than 10 years, First Nations have been slowly assuming control of federal health care services delivered to their people.

It's hoped greater command of how federal dollars are spent - and programs and services delivered - on reserve will lead to an improvement in the health status of First Nations people.

"First Nations people are to some degree tired of having their lives run by other people and this was a chance to do it on their own," said Clare McNab, director of health for the Federation of Saskatchewan Indian Nations.

The federal government initiated the devolution of health care in the 1980s, when it decided to get out of providing many services and began looking at what it could download.

Health care seemed a natural fit after observing Indian and Northern Affairs Canada transfer education programs to First Nations as the latter moved toward self government.

"It was felt that where gains had been made (by the federal government) in the health status of First Nations, further gains would best result from the local level," said Dean Norton, regional program transfer manager with the medical services branch of Health Canada.

That's because First Nations are closer to their members and are more conscious of their specific health and cultural needs, said McNab. They also tend to be more successful at recruiting First Nations staff, who are better equipped - culturally and linguistically - to communicate with patients.
"A governmental approach has not been beneficial and has not addressed the needs of First Nations," added Ernest Sauve, director of health and social development for the Prince Albert Grand Council. "In any of the services, whether it be education or health, there's definitely a need to remove that dependence on governmental systems and promote First Nation involvement in their own development and autonomy."

Transferring responsibility for health services from the federal government to the band level is a long process, involving a tremendous amount of work by First Nations and tribal councils willing to take it on.

The first step is conducting a needs assessment of the community to determine what the health priorities are. This information forms the basis of a health plan, which outlines what services are to be transferred and how the First Nation proposes to deliver them.

As the whole process is voluntary, Norton says it's at this stage First Nations often decide if they're ready to assume responsibility for health care.

Norton added that some First Nations that have treaties with the federal government have refused to become involved at all, forcing Ottawa to find another way to deliver programs. Others simply aren't ready.

"First Nations are at different stages in terms of their own evolvement and development, and we just have to recognize that and encourage and support them at whatever pace they're going," said Sauve.

Once a plan has been drafted, Health Canada evaluates it to see if it has the mandatory programs such as communicable disease control, environmental health and treatment services, and represents a good public health plan. If the government is satisfied, negotiations on a health transfer agreement begin.

"By this time calling this process a negotiation is a misnomer because we don't have much flexibility in how much money we can put on the table" or the programs that can be taken over, said Norton.

Between $140 to $145 million a year is available for First Nation health care in Saskatchewan.
Like many agencies that provide health care, funding is a major complaint of First Nations. The federal government hasn't made provisions for cost-of-living increases or changes in population, said Pat Cook, assistant director of health and social development for the Prince Albert Grand Council.

For example, the grand council saw the combined population of its 12 First Nations increase by more than 1,000 people a year - or close to 39 per cent - from 1991 to 1998. That's an increase of 7,419 people in seven years, or to 26,654 from 19,235.

This has forced the grand council, which administers community-based health care to some of its member First Nations and second-level services to all of them, to find ways to stretch its federal health care dollars farther. (Community-based health services include addictions, youth programs, home care and nursing. Second-level services include supervisory positions.)

The grand council is using a dispute resolution clause in its health transfer agreement, signed in 1992 and renewed in 1997, to bring this issue to the government's attention.

In the meantime, partnerships have become an alternative source of funding for First Nations. The grand council receives around $66,000 a year from the Prince Albert Health District for a diabetes educator and nutritionist.

The third phase of the transfer process involves implementing the agreement. This is often the most difficult stage, said Norton, as many First Nations must build an organization and develop the human resources necessary to administer these programs.

A variety of service delivery models have been developed, depending on the capacity of the First Nation involved. Some First Nations take it all on, offering both community-based and second-level services to its members.

Others opt only for community-based services, signing agreements with tribal councils for second-level services.

Some tribal councils like the Prince Albert Grand Council do community-based services for some of their member First Nations while administering second-level services to all of them.
Not all federal health care services are currently available for transfer.

Health facilities, consultation, bursaries and scholarships to aboriginal peoples, Canada Prenatal Nutrition Program development funds and the non-insured health benefits program are excluded and represent half of all First Nation health care spending.

However, plans are afoot for First Nations to take over regional and national Health Canada services. Pilot projects are also under way to determine if some non-insured health benefits can be transferred in the future.

The Prince Albert-based Northern Inter-Tribal Health Authority is in the midst of a study to determine if it wants to take over regional or national level services, said Norton.

Health authority officials were not available for comment.

It could take several more years before the transfer process is complete in Saskatchewan. Few First Nations in the south have taken over health services, says Norton, while northern First Nations and tribal councils are far advanced in the process.

The federal government will be monitoring health transfers over the next two to four years, but Norton doesn't expect services to ever be fully transferred.
McNab is not so sure.

"I think there will come a time when the federal government will have very little to do with First Nation communities," she said.


New youth centre opens in border city

By Pamela Sexsmith Green
Sage Writer
LLOYDMINSTER

Kids just wanna hang out. They want familiar territory where they feel comfortable. A cool place where they have a sense of belonging and a sense of ownership.

With the recent opening of a new youth centre, just around the corner from the Native Friendship Centre, Aboriginal kids in Lloydminster finally have a place to call their own, a home-away-from-home where they can feel welcome and safe. The centre was developed by the Lloydminster Native Friendship Centre (LNFC) youth council that devised ground rules and included a respect for cultural sensitivity that works in favor of young Native people, not against them.

"And it's a good thing," said 21-year-old youth council president, Raelene Carter. "When I was an Aboriginal girl growing up in this community and on my home reserve, I needed a place like this. A place to go, learn more about myself and my culture. Back then, there wasn't anything. Now, after six months of planning, fund-raising and over 500 hours of volunteer work, we have finally opened the doors."

Major funding came from the National Association of Friendship Centres, provided for the development of multi-purpose Aboriginal youth centres across the country.

The LNFC proposal for Phase II funding (leasing and renovating of an existing building, with start-up money to pay staff) and the election of a working youth board, got the ball rolling. Finding the perfect downtown venue and landing the grant made the dream a possibility.

"But is was strong community backing that breathed life into the new centre, not only standing behind us but also opening its eyes and saying, 'Yeah, this is something we really need,'" explained Carter.

Many of those volunteers attended a traditional feast held the day before the grand opening, a ceremony led by cultural advisor Noah Cardinal, which honored youth, Elders and veterans.
"We felt that we needed to secure the building in the sense that it was blessed, so that everything that goes on would have a positive outlook and the building would be safe. An open heart/open mind kind of place blessed by sage and sweetgrass, and the memories of those we have lost."

The grand opening gave local kids, their families and visitors a chance to see the newly renovated facilities, which included a large recreation area on the lower level and a learning resource meeting area on the upper level, complete with computers, a library and confectionery.

"The kitchen/confectionery is here to provide snacks and a facility for communal family suppers. If we have kids coming in hungry, without pocket money for snacks, we will provide an after-school snack. But they won't be getting it for free. To give that child a sense of ownership, we will give them a task, let them take part in fund-raising so they realize it's not charity, that they are working for what they get. We will also be having evenings for families to come in and cook together in a collective kitchen, for kids that don't have that at home. A chance to work, cook, eat and clean up together.

The youth council has seats for Native, Métis and non-Native youth, ages 10 to 25, as well as adult advisors Lawrence Meetos and Dorothy Dumont.

Cultural, recreational and social programs will be run during after-school and weekend hours by Eli Jo Carter and Rhonda Smith, and include a homework club and one-on-one counselling.

Programming will include guest speakers, cultural immersion, young parenting support and young adult learning skills, with some hard-core issues like date rape and sexual assault being addressed in November and December.

Facilities include a pool table, universal gym, TV and VCR, a library and two comfortable lounge areas to hang out in.

Carter, who has done a lot of traveling around to workshops and other communities, says that one of her most important jobs as president of the youth council is to network with the local reserves and the Lloydminster community to let them know what is available for the youth of the region. The centre will serve the kids who just want a good place to hang out, young offenders, teen moms and youth at risk who need help, support and someone to lean on.

"It really is a win/win situation. By youth, for youth, with lots of strong adult backing. The big thing for the new millennium is that our future leaders are in our hands today. Yesterday was yesterday and there's nothing we can do to change it. It's OK to look to the future and wonder what will happen, but what I keep telling myself that today is the most important day of my life, today is the day I can make a difference," added Carter.


October is "Indian Month"

By Chris Tyrone Ross
Sage Youth Columnist
SASKATOON

In the past month, many things have happened here in Indian Country. We had elections, award shows, conferences, a powwow, and of course Halloween. The month of October was one not to forget, one that had both Saskatoon and Prince Albert booming in business because of Indian customers. I ran into old friends and new friends as part of the annual Indian Month, which I now call it.

October 1 had the Second Annual SaskTel Aboriginal Youth Awards of Excellence held in Saskatoon. There were more than 30 Aboriginal youth honored for their achievements in such categories as sports, innovation, and education. The weekend of Oct. 9 saw the Northern Lights Casino host their annual Thanksgiving Powwow in the Communiplex in Prince Albert. The city had great business over the weekend with every hotel booked solid and many restaurants filled with customers. I had to eat at MacDonalds everyday. I had every single extra value meal except for the MacBannok Supreme that was just introduced the day I left town.

The following week, the Prince Albert Grand Council held elections for grand chief. Former Federation of Saskatchewan Indian Nations clerk of the executive council, Gary Merasty, won the position by a landslide. Later in the week from Oct.13 to 15, the Federation of Saskatchewan Indian Nations and Women of the Dawn hosted their annual fall conferences. The FSIN had elections at Centennial Auditorium for 4th vice-chief and 2nd vice-chief. Lawrence Joseph from Big River First Nation got in for a second term as 4th vice-chief. For 2nd vice-chief, Guy Lonechild from White Bear First Nation surprised many people by beating Terry Sanderson and winning the position by a landslide on the second ballot. The first had six candidates running.

Meanwhile, the Women of the Dawn had their conference at the Saskatchewan Inn.

What I don't understand is: How do women from all over Saskatchewan end up having a huge conference during the exact same time as all the men? I mean, is it coincidence or did they plan it that way? I can't help it, but when you have more than 400 Indian men and women in Saskatoon from out of town, with hotels and conferences, something is bound to happen. Ever hear of the term conference babies?

Okay, now let's move on. There's nothing to see here. Just go home and mind your own business.
It was the 5th Annual 1999 First Nations Awards in Saskatoon hosted by the Women of the Dawn from Regina. The awards took place right after the conference. More than 12 First Nation individuals were honored with the awards in several categories, including arts and entertainment, community work, business and journalism.

I wish I could tell you more about it, like who the winners were, but unfortunately, we weren't invited. Instead of being invited they asked me to pay $150 for a ticket to attend the event. Even though I was nominated for the youth award, they still wanted me to pay $150. They even asked me to pay $1,200 for a table so they could look good with more youth attending the event.

I'm not discouraged though, I just wish our people weren't always caught up in politics. For once I'd like to see our people forget about everything and just have a good time for the betterment of all First Nations. The Women of the Dawn did, however ,recognize some high achievers like Doug Cuthand and Judge Mary-Ellen Turpel-Lafond.

All I have to say is it's probably just as well I didn't attend the event. I probably would have wrote a tabloid-style story like "Best and worst dressed" or "Awards profits in millions."

Before I lash out, and start throwing away all the bannock I just made, I should talk about the Halloween we just had. In the city it was easy to trick or treat, that's until the heavy snow storm hit. On the rez it must have been hard to trick or treat. You probably had to travel two miles to each house to receive a cheap caramel candy that was saved from last year's old Halloween snacks. I stayed in and watched the Blair Witch Project. It kind of reminded me of when I used to play on the rez with my friends. We used to go into the woods on Halloween and leave one of our friends stranded for days. It was so much fun.

Come to think of it, I haven't seen my friend for years now.

Well that's it for this month's youth column. I hope you can forgive me for my comments, but that's how I feel and "I ain't gonna stop" because youth will always have a voice, as long as Sage and Gen-X are around.

And, oh yeah, next month will be The Last Youth Column of The Century. That means I'm going all out, regardless of what people say.

It's gonna be a column that's going to make you laugh, cry, swear, gamble your paycheck and use the rest on bingo. That's how powerful next month's column will be.
Please feel free to send me some hate mail at Gen-X@Canada.com


War veterans fought as brothers

Editor's Note:
Columnist Denis Okanee Angus' column will not appear this month. Denis and his family, along with the friends and fellow veterans from First Nations across the province, are mourning the death of his father Donald Alexander Angus, who passed away at age 78 on Oct. 27.

A Second World War veteran who survived the horrors of the D-Day invasion of Normandy, which was the beginning of the end of Adolph Hitler's hopes of world domination, Mr. Angus returned to Canada only to experience the sad and unforgivable insults dealt to Native war veterans. His story follows this note.

Sage was saddened to learn of the loss of this true freedom fighter and we thank Donald Angus for his invaluable contribution to his people and to Canada.

 

By Pamela Sexsmith Green
Sage Writer
THUNDERCHILD

D-Day, June 6, 1944, one of the big battles in the history of the free world. Donald Angus, Gunner, Regimental #L11305, Island Tank 3rd Division, was there, deep in the thick of occupied territory.

From the dark, smoky landing in Normandy, to the bloody D-Day battle and final triumphant crossing of the Rhine, he shared in it all - the pain, the glory, the agony - and got out with his life.
He had risked life and limb for his country and fellow soldiers, given his all and came home safe and sound - one of the lucky ones, one of the boys.

It wasn't until he got back home to Canada that Angus realized that he wasn't "one of the boys" any longer. He wasn't on equal footing with the other guys in his squadron. He was a Canadian Native veteran, discriminated against in his own country by the government and people he risked his life to protect. He was a soldier left out in the cold, shut out by the federal government and betrayed by some of his own band members back home on the reserve in Saskatchewan.
His story:

"It all happened a long time ago, you know. When something like that happened, you just don't forget about it. Sometimes you remember and it's like it just happened yesterday. Even now at night in my dreams I remember. I sit up in bed and then realize I'm safe now. I can never forget, especially when I remember waking up in a trench with three dead Germans.
"When I first decided to enlist, my grandfather, Louis Angus, told me, 'Go ahead, do your best, fight for your country.' He was in the Riel Rebellion, you know, a real fighter. He talked to Poundmaker. My mom and dad, Joe Angus, didn't try to stop me either and they were all glad when I came back alive because there had been so many dead Canadian soldiers on the beach in Normandy."

Angus enlisted as a young man who was hitting his stride in the war years between 1942 and 1946. Starting his military training in Grand Prairie, Alta., he took advanced training in Petawawa, Ont., moved to Halifax and was shipped over to England with the 3rd Division for the D-Day landing, a particularly rough crossing that left many soldiers ill and rolling with seasickness on the decks.
"There were not many Native Canadians in my outfit. We were given special pistol training in England to get ready for the landing. On June 6, 1944, we traveled 22 miles across the English Channel on barges, carrying extra guns, clothing and ammunition. There were air bombers bombing the beaches when we got off the boats. The water was red with blood.

The Germans had been there in France for five years, waiting. They had machine guns but they couldn't see us because of the smoke screen. We couldn't see the skies because of the smoke. It was like a big gray cloud up there, but we could hear the screaming of the airplanes as they dropped the bombs. There were dead soldiers lying all over the beach, friends and comrades, wounded and killed."

The Second World War came to a speedy end once the allied troops of Canadian, English, American and Polish soldiers stormed the Germans' encampments.

"The Germans fought back. They were pretty well equipped, you know, in their cement bunkers. They had good weapons, communications and transportation, but they ran out of gas. Soon they were walking out of there or riding horses stolen from the French farms. We pushed on from June to September, through the lines in France, Belgium, Holland and Germany, finally crossing the Rhine when the war was over."

The 3rd Division fought on, up to a week in some of the strategic military strongholds, cleaning up pockets of resistance.

"There were no differences in nationalities among the Allied troops. We were all brothers. Native and non-Native officers and soldiers were treated exactly the same. We all depended on each other, watched each other's backs, saved each other's lives. We had no heavy equipment, lived on our wits. We were all fighting for the same thing."

Many fellow soldiers owed their lives to the bravery of the men in the 3rd Division.

"Raymond Sutter from Viking, Alta., you know, the dad from the hockey family, got hit in the leg real bad and we saved him, dragged him to safety. Mike Cosmo from Toronto had his leg blown wide open. He just laid there so I grabbed him, took cover and pulled him to safety. He lost the leg but lived to go home."

Angus faced danger many times but his most hair-raising experience happened in the aftermath of a huge bomb explosion.

"After a long, tough night, I jumped into a trench with my machine gun to take cover and sleep. When I woke up there were three Germans sitting there with guns looking at me. I tried to scramble out of the trench and turned to take another look when I saw that they were dead. Sitting up straight, eyes open and dead. They must have been killed by concussion when a bomb went off very close. I had to sit there with them until they called 'all clear' so we could come out."

Even after the fighting was over, the 3rd Division had to deal with groups of dangerous fanatics, men and members of the Hitler Youth Corps who wouldn't give up and wouldn't budge from their manholes.

"Some of them died defending their ground. We had to firebomb them out and many died. They died for Hitler."

When it came right down to basic survival skills, Native Canadian ingenuity came in very handy overseas, explained Angus.

"Our troop had pretty good food over there but the French people were starving. Those city guys didn't know how to look after themselves. They had no grub, nothing. We made a big fire, killed a yearling steer and I showed them how to skin it, cut it up and cook it. We had some good punch and potatoes and, oh, those boys were hungry. They said, 'Boy, those Indians sure know how to cook good food!'

After the war was over, the Germans were allowed to go home on foot...and hungry.

"We turned a lot of the road signs around to confuse them and had to clear a lot of dead men, horses, trucks and tanks off the roads. What a stink that was. When we crossed the Rhine and got to Germany we went to a bar on a barge that hadn't been bombed. They opened up three beers for us. Some Germans came and sat with us, shook hands and said, 'You don't know me and I don't know you. Why are we fighting? It's between Hitler and Churchill. You never did nothing to us. Us poor people, we don't want to fight you guys.'"

After an operation and the end of the war, Donald Angus was shipped home to Canada on the Queen Elizabeth.

"I was scared to come home again, but the water was as smooth as glass. We landed in the St. Lawrence River and then went through Quebec City and on to Saskatoon by train. I came home and started to farm. My father and I had broken and plowed land on our reserve, a homesite, cropland and pasture up north, around 300 acres and a new tractor. When I went away, other people put their cattle and horses on my land and a little village had grown up on our homesite. I had no fence. Buildings and houses on the land that I had broke with my dad with 16 horses, land given to us by the reserve and Indian Affairs was taken away by the chief and given to other people. But there was nothing I could do. I couldn't put other Native people's animals in the pound. It was their land too, on the reserve."

Back in the late forties you had to work to support a family. With no work on the reserve and his wife Louisa Okanee and their five children to provide for, Angus left to go into construction in Red Deer and Vegreville, Alta. He had wanted to farm but had not received the same parcel of farmland that had been given to non-Native veterans.

"That's what all these meeting with the Federal government have been about. We have good pensions but hope they settle this land dispute soon because there are not many [Second World War] veterans left. We are getting too old to farm. They were supposed to give us our own land off-reserve. Instead they gave us land on the reserve, land we already owned and shared. "Canada used to be our country, you know, belonged to all Native people. Ours until they took it away from us and moved us out to the reserves. We fought for Canada, took the same risks as the other soldiers, got the same medals, but when we came home, they didn't want to give us land like the rest of the veterans."

Angus, who attends Remembrance Day ceremonies every year and special D-Day memorial commemorations, also attends gatherings of Native Saskatchewan veterans.
"We fought for our land, our country, Canada. Now we are still fighting for our land, the land our Native veterans never received. I want to tell them to hurry up. We are dying out. They are so slow, the government."

Editor's Note: Donald Alexander Angus passed away shortly after giving this interview to Saskatchewan Sage. The story was printed in the most recent issue of Windspeaker, our nationally-circulated newspaper. We respectfully re-print it here as a tribute to Mr. Angus and all Native veterans.