M. Kathleen Williams
OUR BLUE BERET
Charles F. Tutty
United Nations Peacekeeping Monument
Ottawa, Canada circa 1999If you sit upon a Khaki kneeAnd listen quite attentively
You’ll be taken to places you’ve never known
Where all kinds of landscapes and wonders have grown.
With the scent of serge in the olfactory gland
You can just imagine those faraway lands
And the people and customs so foreign to you
Come quickly to life by the story imbued.
With flashing eyes and hands that flail
You sit in awe as you listen to tales
Of flags of blue coloured with peace
Where friendly fires give cold surcease.
Where men of green in Blue Beret
Hold fast to goodness and do not sway
Whose duty sits like a white armband
Exposed in mud, in rain, in sand.
Sometimes you feel his heartbeat strong
When he tells of things that don’t belong
To the corner of your world in which you dwell
That’s suffered neither bomb nor shell.
A place where children run in tatters
And all the troop try to do what matters
And make sure one child sleep in innocent calm
Before the quiet night becomes harsh dawn.
They keep the fires of homeland bright
And think of family each and every night
Wondering what they do that very moment
And hoping they hear his prayers so silent.
As the hours make days and days go on
With minutes held close so not to wan
The silent moments when troubles would cease
Because the Blue Berets had kept the peace.
Their troop stories never are the News
But rather, are albums with personal views
Shared with wonder, held in awe
Because a Blue Beret was there and saw!
©Copyright August 6, 2004 by M. Kathleen Williams
Author’s Note: Written for the occasion of my Father’s (a Blue Beret) 80th Birthday, August 26, 2004
Charles F. TuttyMy father’s full name is Charles F. Tutty. He was born in Toronto, Ontario, Canada on August 26th, 1924. His parents moved back to England when he was about 4 years old and he resided there until WWII broke out and he enlisted in the Canadian Navy. After leaving the Navy at war’s end he remained in Canada, where he met and married my Mother, Marjorie G. Tutty (nee Emery).
Corporal C.F. Tutty, of the United Nations Emergency Force, Egypt, who is on leave in England, is visiting his parents, Mr and Mrs C. H Tutty, Luton, Bedfordshire, and his sister and brother-in-law, Mr and Mrs G. Wadge, Westcliff-On-Sea, Essex. He will also visit in Torquay, Devon and London. Corporal Tutty will have completed his year’s tour of duty in Egypt, near the end of September, when he will arrive in St. Thomas on leave to be with his wife, Marjorie and family, Kathleen, Nancy and Stuart, 83 Hemlock Street.As a service family we lived all over Canada and we spent 3 years in Hemer, Westphalia, West Germany under NATO command. As a result we were a very peripatetic family!
Dad was in R.C.E.M.E. (Royal Canadian Electrical Mechanical Engineers) A Corps. Traditionally Corpsmen (and now women) are attached to Regiments, and in the case of R.C.E.M.E. it would be an attachment to a Cavalry or Armoured Regiment. Dad is also a Veteran (Royal Canadian Navy, WWII and Royal Canadian Air Force, peacetime for 1 year).
Dad retired in 1974, at age 50, as a Warrant Officer attached to the LDSH (Lord Strathcona Horse) Regiment. Subsequent to his military retirement he pursued a career with a financial institute that took him from Calgary to Georgetown in 1978.
Cyprus Duty – Sgt Charles Tutty (left) of 2401-34th Ave, S.W. Calgary and Cpl Bardon Steinke, of 90 Lincoln Park, SW, Calgary, carry out routine maintenance on an army jeep at Camp Maple Leaf in Nicosia, Cyprus. Both are members of the Royal Canadian Electrical Mechanical Engineers and are serving with Canada’s United Nations Contingent in Cyprus. Camp Maple Leaf is the main support base for the Contingent. (Canadian Forces Photo)He has been active with the Royal Canadian Legion, Branch 120, Georgetown, Ontario since 1978, mostly in his capacity as Service Officer. Up until 2 years ago he marched and always carried the United Nations Flag. He is not able to march anymore as he has had one of his knees replaced and it is problematic to marching.
The distinguishing mark of UN Peacekeepers is in their Beret… it is blue; hence my tribute poem to Dad is entitled Our Blue Beret. The UN Flag is also blue and the cap badge worn on the Blue Beret is the UN symbol, thereby distinguishing them from ordinary military soldiers.
I have often heard my father say that of all his Medals for Service he is most proud of his “Peacekeeping” Medals!
M. Kathleen Williams
October 18, 2004