The Children's Crusade or The Revolution Game
A little background
How did a guy like me end up in a place like Faust?

              Born and raised in Amsterdam, I was schooled in the values of my society: learn the abilities for a productive working life and contribute to the progress of a proud nation.Already in the early fifties, Nederland (my native country) was able to offer its youngpeople educational opportunities that today's Canada would do well to emulate. Though ofworking class background, I was not conscious of any restrictions in the pursuit of my destiny.It seemed as if the state was willing and able to provide me with the education needed toward my life goals. I wanted to work with my hands and was placed in an apprenticeshipprogram from which I graduated at age 18 as a journeyman coppersmith.
              Shortly after, in 1958, I was in another country on another continent and never again worked in my trade, but the training of my apprenticeship has stood me in good stead for the rest of my life.
              In 1965 I heard an announcement in the throne speech of the government of the day led byPrime Minister Lester B. Pearson that created an immediate interest. As one of the authors that follow wrote about me: Burger was a short, bearded pipe-fitter . . . who had joined the Company because "sooner or later, a person gets the urge to change things or make a better world. This is a chance to do just that."
              I was 26 years of age when I came to the community of Faust. With my background I might as well have been from Mars ~ I had no preconceived notions nor any of the prejudices that had scarred the social fabric in Canada's north. I do not exaggerate when I say that Faust and the people in it and in the wider area around the lake contributed a major portion to my education.

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as noted above, i heard of the proposed company through the thronespeech of 1965
wrote a letter, and was invited to an interview and evaluation
and gave names of persons who might provide a reference of me
through requests under provisions of the privacy act i was able to obtain
some relatively [useless but amusing documents] relating to this

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              The Company of Young Canadians was created in 1966 by an Act of Parliament with the unanimous support of all Political Parties in the House of Commons and responsible directly to the House through the Prime Minister's Office. This was anextraordinary political occurrence, for the Company was to be a revolutionary body. Thefirst of its kind in the world. The government had decided to gamble. It was going all the way with youth. The Act read: "The objects of the Compamy are to support, encourage and develop programs for social, economic and community development in Canada . . . through voluntary service."

              It had twelve aims and principles:

              1. The Company has been established in response to the economic, social and cultural needs of communities and to the desire of Canadians to volunteer their time and talents for constructive social change at home and abroad;
              2. The dominant goal of the Company is to help people and communities better their situations and tackle their own problems;
              3. The volunteers will work and live with those groups or communities who are their hosts. They will work with and not on behalf of these people;
              4. People in any situation have the right to make decisions about their lives and to evaluate their own positions. Company volunteers will respect this right.
              5. Volunteers will be partners with their hosts in a mutual learning and acting experience.
              6. Volunteers are not "professional helpers" and will not seek to impose their own solutions on people or communities. They will assist other people in articulating their own problems and in working on them.
              7. Where projects conform to the spirit and criteria of the Company, there will be no hesitation on the Company's part in seeking volunteers, whether the project is submitted by a governmental department, a private group or any other community organization.
              8. The Company council and its staff will support its volunteers, but it will not identify itself with issues in which volunteers are involved.
              9. The volunteer should be the primary decision­maker in the Company of Young Canadians.
              10. The project should allow the volunteer a maximum degree of freedom in deciding his own techniques and in using his own initiative and independence.
              11. The Company will support projects which will hopefully help to alleviate the causes of problems and will not simply "bandage" a symptom.
              12. Volunteers in the Company will choose their own assignments in consultation with the staff.

              Written by a young reporter with the Calgary Herald who served as the director of information for the Company until its political assassination in 1970, this was an insider's story that relates primarily of its bureaucracy and administration.
              In June of 1966, 56 young people had been invited to attend sessions that were to prepare them to become the CYC's volunteers in the field.
              "They were an odd assortment," he writes. "A good many of them were straight middle-class products. . . . There was another group that came from more diverse backgrounds, men and women who had been through other than normal experiences. . . . Added to these two groups was a group that was difficult to define. Some called them hippies, others thought they were just kooks. But the only way to look at them is as individuals. Al Burger was one ~ 'a cheerful anarchist' was one way he was described. . . ."
              The following is verbatim from the book:
              These projects were the Company as it could have been.
              Along with a few others, they represented the dream of the CYC. The young people had worked miracles despite the cynics. They had accomplished, despite the efforts of some of their own people to hinder them. And they had guts, enough guts to take a shellacking and come back for more.
              The Lesser Slave Lake project was one example.
              Al Burger and Jeremy Ashton arrived in Faust, Alberta in August 1966. Faust is a backwoods community about 200 miles north of Edmonton. It has a population of about 800, of which a majority is Metis, and a weak economy consisting of fishing, logging and mink ranching. The economy was for the whites; most of the Metis were on welfare. The CYC was invited in to help organize recreation for Faust's teenagers, hardly a radical role, but Burger and Ashton soon turned it into a controversial one.
              Through late 1966 and into 1967, they worked at the recreation job ~ starting a mens' basketball team, helping to start the Faust youth organization for teenagers, trying to start a Boy Scout troop. They also attempted to improve relations between whites and Metis. Trouble was not long in coming. In February, 1967, 45 townspeople met in the Faust community hall and debated running the two volun­teers out of town. The discussion was heated and the complaints numerous.
              One man charged that the volunteers were dirty, unkempt, lazy, rude and proponents of Communism. Others agreed.
              "He's rude, doesn't wash often enough and wears muddy boots in other people's houses," said one woman about Burger.
              The worst charge came from the man responsible for bringing the CYC into Faust.
              "They have floundered around, without any clear-cut objective, just getting people mad," he said.
              Not everyone was mad, though. The Metis community rallied to their support, as did several whites.
              "Those fellows may not have accomplished much in a practical sense, but at least they got us thinking and talking and looking," one supporter said.
              A Metis woman remarked, "They are interested in us, in our problems and our needs. For the first time in 40 years, I think the Metis problem is being recognized here and those boys are responsible."
              Responsible they were and they paid for it. Burger was pulled out of Faust by the Company; the Company didn't have much choice. Ashton stayed for a while, but eventually left as well. It seemed that the whites had won their victory in Faust, but it didn't turn out quite that way. The Metis community circulated a petition asking them to come back and in July they responded. Not many people would have gone back. The white community tried for months to drive them out and when they succeeded in April, the project seemed doomed. Ashton and Burger showed a toughness that other volunteers lacked. They also cared enough to recognize their mistakes, admit them and try to correct them. The project would fluctuate from this time on, but no one could ever doubt the devotion of Burger and Ashton to the principles of the Company and to the metis community in Faust.

              The author completed the book as follows:
              "The Company of Young Canadians is a testimonial to the failures of the system that created it to deal with failures, then obstructed it at every opportunity.
              "The Company of Young Canadians never was a company of young Canadians.
              "March on children."

              A Toronto Star reporter related: "The Company of Young Canadians has been called 'the most ambitious piece of social legislation in North American history.' In creating the CYC in 1965, the Pearson government sought to enlist the idealism of youth to correct inequalities in Canadian society. Yet four years later, the Company was virtually disbanded amid charges of subversion and anarchy within its ranks. . . ."
              This reporter ended her book this way:
              "Only if one could somehow tally up all the swipes at the local power structure that the CYC has led to, directly and indirectly, and then somehow prove that more swipes would have been taken at the power structure more successfully without a CYC, could I ever characterize the Company of Young Canadians as a failure."

Verbatim from the book:

              There are those who would say that [CYC volunteers were co-opted] by the established agencies by [their] emphasis on presenting a favourable image to the 'power elite,' [that] led inevitably to feelings of futility about the work. In any case, if [some were] co-opted by the Establishment, there were at least two prairie volunteers who resisted co-optation with a passion. They were Al Burger and Jeremy Ashton, who worked in the northern Alberta Metis community of Faust.
              "Faust had real possibilities," Michael Valpy recollected with fondness. "I often felt that if the revolution were going to come, it might come in Faust."
              Burger and Ashton did many of the things the good community organizer is supposed to do ~ they identified the community and its natural leaders, identified the issue, brought the issue out into the open. Yet their project was plagued. by public misunderstanding of what the Company was, and what community organizing is. It was identified publicly as a disaster for the very reasons that made it at least a partial success.
              Faust is a backwoods community on the south shore of Lesser Slave Lake, about two hundred miles north of Edmonton. Its population of eight hundred is about three-quarters Metis. Their lives are governed by a benevolent paternalism at best, and cruel degrading racial discrimina­tion at worst, that suits the stereotype of Mississippi more than Canada. The white people of Faust were fond of saying they'd always got along with the Metis before Burger and Ashton came to stir things up, and in their own ugly way they had.
              "The Indians and Metis creep around on the fringes of things, invisible," Burger and Ashton wrote in the CYC Newsletter shortly after arriving there. Alan Clarke remembers being sickened by the poverty, squalor and filth of the Metis' living conditions ~ literally across the railway tracks which divide the tiny town ~ despite his years of experience in the depressed rural and northern areas. "It was the worst I've seen in Canada," he said.
              The community had a failing economy based on some fishing, logging and mink ranching, and an enormous welfare rate, mostly Metis. It had been described as a ghost town in which people are still living. The white people wanted things changed enough to "contain" the basic problems (to use the radical jargon), but they didn't want basic change.
              "The status quo cannot be maintained if this community hopes to survive," was how Faust merchant Fred Pruden put it to a Globe and Mail reporter. "No one realizes this more than the white population who make up the business people here. We need industry to provide jobs, and we need an organized programme of recreation and leisure activities to stop the spread of immorality among our teenagers.
              "In an attempt to attract industry, we have requested the federal government to declare this a Designated Area. On the second count, we asked the CYC to give us a hand with our teenagers. I believe this shows that the whites haven't been sleeping at the switch."
              The Faust Community League and the Faust Indian and Metis Progress League joined forces in the summer of 1965 (while the CYC was still on Duncan Edmonds' drawing board) to ask for two keen young volunteers to organize a recreation programme that would keep the area's youngsters out of trouble.
              Al Burger and Jeremy Ashton arrived in August 1966, filled with the social-action rhetoric of their training at Antigonish. Burger was a short, bearded pipe-fitter from Coquitlam, British Columbia, who had joined the Company because "sooner or later, a person gets the urge to change things or make it a better world. This is a chance to do just that." Ashton, a blond beanpole of a dropout from the University of Western Ontario, had said of the Company: "Perhaps it will get me closer to my goal in life ~ to somehow do something for man and make my life useful."
              They researched the socio-economic situation in their area in somewhat more detail than did most of the early CYC volunteers. They spent a lot of time with welfare officers, Indian Affairs people, sociologists at the University of Alberta, the RCMP, provincial Forests and Fisheries Department staff, the Indian Association of Alberta, the provincial Department of Youth, and the province's Community Development Branch, to whom they were loosely responsible under Doug Lawrence's system of 'resource persons.' They also made a more-than-average effort at meeting the grass roots ~ playing cards, visiting people, spending their time in the beer parlour and so on.
              The "spread of immorality among our teenagers" that Fred Pruden had mentioned was indeed a problem of major proportions, with a high incidence of drinking, fighting, promiscuity, and breaking and entering. That year three thirteen-year-old Metis girls had illegitimate babies. "We've arrested thirteen-year-old Metis boys who were so drunk they couldn't stand up," an RCMP constable said. But it was equally true that the organized recreation programme the town wanted would clearly be what the Company staff were fond of calling "a Band-Aid solution" to a serious social problem ~ what Doug Ward had referred to as "the old get them swimming at the Y and they won't masturbate' approach."
              Say the Aims and Principles of the Company of Young Canadians:
              When our volunteers go into a community, they must not bring "solutions" to the local problems. . . . Related to this is the need to steer clear of quick "solutions" which might produce a community less offensive to the eyes of society, but not necessarily a healthier one; therefore, our volunteers attempt to serve communities within the context of trying to bring them fully into a democratic process. . . . The Company supports projects which will alleviate the causes of problems and not simply "bandage" a system.
              The root of the problem in Faust was racial discrimination, and the powerlessness of the Metis to determine their own lives. The philosophy of the Company ~ the rhetoric that Alan Clarke had suggested nobody was really listening to, when Parliament approved the Company ~ was being tested on specific grounds. The outraged reaction from the whites of Faust was predictable: they said Burger and Ashton were "stirring up trouble" with the Metis, and they tried to run them out of town.
              A mink rancher who led the campaign to get rid of the boys was also a leading opponent of equal rights for the Metis. As Burger pointed out, this man often made statements to the effect that "coloured people are inferior" and the like. Of course that had nothing to do with why he wanted Burger and Ashton out. That was because they were dirty, lazy, rude and proponents of communism. Communism? "They talk about social change," he snarled. "Social change to them means socialism and socialism is the first major step to communism."
                            The boys were "anti-authority, anti-establishment trouble makers," and what's more, "they turned their backs on the white community and began fraternizing almost solely with the Metis residents."
              Said garage operator Mel Beamish: "If their purpose was to unsettle this community, then they've done a good job of it. They've been nothing more than a bloody nuisance since they arrived."
              The whites of Faust had got more than they bargained for, as Faust Community League president Wilf Ruecker made clear: "They have floundered around without any clear-cut objetive, just getting people mad. We wanted them to work with our teenagers, and they just haven't done it. They've been a big disappointment."
              The white townspeople, faced for the first time with a hostile, no longer acquiescent native population, began putting pressure on the CYC, directly and through Alberta Community Development, to get Burger and Ashton the hell out of Faust.
              Press coverage of the situation ~ even when it tried to be fair to both sides, as in a detailed Globe and Mail article by Ron Hayter, showed a total lack of comprehension of the nature of Community Development. Hayter wrote critically of the lengthy periods of time the boys spent in the beer parlour, for instance. He quoted Burger as saying, "The place to meet people in Faust is in the pub," as though that were a touch of flippancy on Burger's part. In fact, it was a simple acknowledgement of one of the first rules of community organizing ~ you go where the grass roots are.
              Hayter also reported the volunteers' claim that they helped start the Faust youth organization, but added that after they got the club going they left it to run its own affairs ~ something which might be an indictment of a YMCA worker but not of a community organizer, whose goal is to get organizations to the stage where they can function without him. He reported the volunteers' claim that they attempted to improve relations between Metis and whites by getting representatives of both communities on the Community League executive. Then he added a remark from League president Ruecker that, although the change had taken place since the boys came to town, it was the people's idea, not the volunteers. But if a community organizer is doing his job correctly, of course, all such ideas come from the people.
              Defending himself against the townsfolk's complaints, Burger said: "The Metis people are beginning to look at this community and want some of the power over their own lives. We help them." That, he said, is "the only reason I can see why some of the white people are against us."
              A Metis leader, Mrs. Alice Cunningham, put her finger on the crux of the situation when she said: "For the first time in forty years, I think the Metis problem is being recognized here, and those boys are responsible. They are interested in us, in our problems and our needs."
              As another Metis put it, at a town meeting where the volunteers were attacked: "You are picking on the CYC activities here. But that's not what this argument is about. The argument is about the fact that you, a white person, don't want the CYC here. I'm a Metis and I do want them here. "
              When the crunch came, Ottawa decided to side with the people who didn't want the CYC there, for the moment at any rate. They pulled Burger, the more volatile of two volunteers, out of the town, ostensibly to do "research" in Edmonton. Ashton stayed but with strict orders to stick to youth work and recreation. So much for the proud rhetoric of the Aims and Principles, it seemed; but Alan Clarke has said: "There seemed to be a lot of factors clouding the issue. It wasn't that clear-cut." Neither Clarke nor Doug Ward could remember exactly who decided that Burger would leave, "but it seemed like the best thing under the circumstances," Clarke said.
              Jeremy Ashton left the Company a few months afterwards; and after things had cooled down considerably, Al Burger returned to Faust. He had married another CYC volunteer, Alona Erickson, who was re-assigned to the Faust project with him. Both Burgers were among the few early volunteers to serve out their full two-year terms. Even the most hostile whites admitted that Burger "seems to have settled down" since he married Alona. The state of militant confrontation over the race issue had dissipated, but the project expanded into several scattered communities around Lesser Slave Lake, and became one of the CYC's strongest, most successful projects. Nevertheless, the damage in terms of bad publicity had been done. Newspaper readers remembered only that townspeople had actually run Company volunteers out of the town they were supposed to be helping.
              It would appear that volunteers were doomed when they didn't rock the boat, and doomed when they did.
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how the [rcmp busied itself with the cyc]

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amid the controversy of accusations against the CYC as being a seditious ~ even treasonous, organization,
in the Parliament of Canada, the following received wide circulation in Canada's major media:

              "I do not accord an absolute and eternal value to the political structures or the constitutional forms of states. . . . With the exception of a certain number of basic principles, such as liberty and democracy, the rest ought to be adapted to the circumstance of history, to geography, to cultures and to civilizations."
Pierre Elliott Trudeau, 1965

              Recently, people have asserted that the Company of Young Canadians is engaged in subversive activities. People have always asserted this, to be sure, but recently the criticism reached such waves of indignation that a government committee was appointed to investigate. The committee called witnesses, and examined evidence.
              Everyone knows this. The newspapers have been filled with the alleged crimes committed by the CYC or its members. Nightly, television commentators have breathlessly reported new developments in the investigation, and each time one turns on the radio, the CYC rides high in news analysis and talkshows. "Hi-ho CYlver away!"
              What all this does to the work of CYC members in the field can only be guessed at, but rest assured that it does not help.
              It seems clear that the CYC's critics will be successful; it is unlikely that the Company will continue along its present path. It will not be disbanded, as Montreal civic officials Drapeau and Saulnier have demanded, but it will be made 'nice'.
              As Don Hamilton, assistant to the premier of Alberta and ex-director of the Alberta Service Corps, observed, "provincial government agencies should have direct control over the activities of the CYC in the provinces." This, of course, is precisely how the ASC operates and it has managed to avoid bad press notices quite nicely. Come to think of it, it has managed to avoid press notices altogether, which makes one wonder wether the Service Corps has done anything that was worth reporting at all, by anyone except in government publications.
              One thing the most rancorous critic of the CYC must admit is the fact that the Company always gives the news media plenty of material.
              Mr. Hamilton echoes the sentiments of the more moderate critics of the CYC who want to see more control exercised over the Company. But changing the Company into a government agency, and its volunteers into civil servants, will not be conducive to an active move by the radical (I use the word advisedly) young Canadians toward solutions to some of the ills which plague our country.
              I was born in the Netherlands 29 years ago. I am a Dutch citizen. Of this I am proud.
              I have lived in Canada since 1958. I have worked here. Of this I am proud also.
              I have learned much about Canada; I will not deceive myself into thinking any one nation is a utopia, but I intend to work hard for Canada. I am a patriot; this country has given me much, and it will give me more. I have married here, and we have a child. This child is my stake in the future of Canada. This child shall not be denied.
              My love for Canada does not exceed my love for humanity, this much must be clear.
              Men are free and perfectible, so their political organization, unlike that of ants, is capable of improvement.
              When the Government, with the support of all major parties, passed the CYC Act in 1966, it recognized this fact, and it announced the desire on the part of our legislators that young Canadians take part in this process of improvement.
              I was one of those young people who eagerly answered the call. I was, and still am, impressed with the boldness and vision of these men. These were men who created the gadfly that would sting their eyes; who could allow young citizens to contribute to their country in a manner which seemed to fulfill an idealist youth.
              It seems now that many Canadians cannot measure up to the magnanimity of their leaders.
              Sedition is the charge against the Company of Young Canadians. Innuendos have been hurled which cannot be retracted. The charges are ludricous. They will remain so until they have been substantiated in a court of law.
              Mohandas Faramchand Gandhi was convicted of sedition. Will history look more kindly on an indictment of sedition against some 600 of Canada's younger generation than it has on Gandhi's conviction?
              I am compelled to warn those who today attack the Company of Young Canadians in the name of justice. Let us not forget that the charge of treason has always been the instrument of tyranny. The experiment of democracy to which we are committed, has been carried forward with promise by those who preceded us. Those who do not measure up to the obligation of our heritage, are political invalids who lack the nerve, the virtue, and the experience to practice democracy.
              As the CYC stands charged, so do all those who came forward to serve in it; so I stand charged. I am less interested in refuting the charges, which may easily be shown to be trumped up and inconsistent, than in trying to make my accusers to examine their animosity toward me.
              As Socrates spoke to his accusers in Athens, so I speak with him to mine: "When my sons have grown up, I would ask you, O my friends, to punish them; and I would have you trouble them, as I have troubled you, if they seem to care about riches, or anything, more than about virtue; or if they pretend to be something when they are really nothing ~ then reprove them, as I have reproved you, for not caring about that for which they ought to care, and thinking that they are something when they are really nothing. And if you do this, both I and my sons will have received justice at your hands."
              Albert Burger
              Faust, Alberta, November 30, 1669

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              "I could easily fill a book exclusively with material trailing out from that CYC year," Jeremy Ashton (now living stateside) wrote recently. "This may sound absurd, but I think the most important thing that happened to me in Faust was . . . , well look up 'exploding head syndrome'," although he adds, "I had no syndrome though, it only happened once." (check at the mayo clinic as i did)

This, except for the two prominent names, has the aura of fiction, though it is not.

Insane Campaign by Jeremy Ashton

              In 1967, Roy Ells was the Social Credit MLA for the Lesser Slave Lake region of Alberta. He was a smooth, comfortable looking man. Albert Burger (still today living in Faust, AB) and I stepped into Roy Ells's office. We had an absurd plan.
              "What can I do for you gentlemen?" He showed a certain distaste for Albert's appearance; Albert looked the hippie a little before that style was accepted in rural Alberta. And by 1967, Social Credit saw itself less as the party of the people, as in its original vision, and more as conservative. One of their election practices was to exchange votes for beer from the Indians.
              "The native people around Lesser Slave Lake are suffering," we said, detailing some of the oppression, but not mentioning beer votes. "And hoping to remedy some of this, Stan Daniels, one of their own number, is aiming for the Legislature. He's running in your region as an NDP candidate."
              Stan, with whom we had earlier conversed at length, was committed and angry. He was willing to brave cold, underfunding, and the need to hitch-hike the region to gather support. He was a total rarity... a left-wing Indian (actually Metis). I only knew one other- Willie C.- who is in himself a whole other story. Stan's chances were negligible. Most Indians and Metis were conservative, remembering the tendency of the Crown to protect, in comparison to the unchecked frontier roughnecks or the Americans.
              I believe it was my idea. I think I was the one who actually voiced it to Roy Ells: "Look. We think there's something you can do to really help these very needy people in your region. Step aside. Avoid running in the upcoming election; make room for Stan Daniels." And we described Stan and argued his case a bit.
              We might as well have asked the universe to turn inside out.
              I remember little of Roy Ells's response, except that he was taken aback, probably too much to be offended or aggressive. He didn't seem to think we were joking. That was something. But Al and I may well have laughed after he closed the door behind us; we saw it as mostly a joke.
              I wish I had figures on how Stan did. He seems to have made a name for himself. He fought a good fight. But, needless to say, Roy Ells won without great effort. Maybe he was very slightly less comfortable with his power than before.
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for the record (from http://www.elections.ab.ca):
Results 1967 Alberta General Elections, Grouard Constituency
eligible electors 10323, total votes cast 6591, 63.8%

Roy Ells
Stan Daniels
Gunnar Walhstrom
Social Credit
New Democratic Party
Liberal
3363
2207
985
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Edmonton, Alberta, 1967. Drunk man challenges Government minister.
I had him by the tie, at a party, insisting he should be far left, although he was Social Credit. He was kind and gracious about it all, realizing I was only a drunk kid. At the time I did not realize this. I thought I was a prophet. Nothing in the Bible specifies how much to drink before prophecying. Besides, I had no Bible at the time, and wouldn’t have consulted it if I had.

More from Jeremy Ashton at stories about god

              Beginning that summer of 1966 (with 'community development' training at St. Francis Xavier University's facility at Crystal Cliffs near Antigonish, Nova Scotia), I interacted with uniquely interesting people (remarkable loonies, Ashton calls them now) whom I would not have encountered except through the CYC and they have enriched my life experience. A number of these persons have been and still are prominent figures in the Native world, and others became well known in other fields.
              The style of community development expounded at Crystal Cliffs involved the introduction of a catalyst (the CYC volunteer) into a community ready to articulate a perceived need for a social change. But the six weeks at the Nova Scotia university's camp also featured the then relatively new concept of 'sensitivity training', that seemed more like a sort of kafka-esque group psychotherapy that is difficult to explain.
              Ashton: "I've been in a lot of intensive group situations in the intervening years, but only in this one do I remember the people this clearly:
              "BB was psychotic. He froze the whole assembly of us, transfixing us with his paranoid raging. Since we all knew it was society's fault, we didn't mind too much.
              "AG ran off into the woods, wrecked by the hidden pain inside him, wondering whether he was the epitome of Good or Evil. The experimental encounter group training was too much for him. It threatened to make him find out who he was. Or wasn't.
              "WT flitted around us all, seeming to be one with flowers and earth, then she fled, absorbed somewhere into the deep, soft texture of the Sixties.
              "GT, determined to be the radicalest among us, was. He jumped on women. That was correct, then. His face co-operated with his politics by sprouting abundant bushy beard. Big bad bastards also were out there in abundance for him to be vociferously against. He made us all ashamed of ourselves when he went away not to be talked to by any of us. However, all of us were alone. Maybe he helped us realize it.
              "LT, daughter of a famous professor, gently shamed us all with her emotional health and with the mildness of her radicalism, and went on to write about Indians. I think everyone ended up writing about Indians. Did we ask them?
              "MZ was ridiculed by the rest of us, for failure to be cool, then went on to do the best job of all in his project. When he travelled to Alberta to visit me, he just quietly cleaned up the beer I had spilled all over my project. Then he left, and I spilled some more.
              "I had all the hangups. I hid it by knowing everything. Some hid it with guitars. Some with layers of North European emotional cement. Some didn't hide it. Some sprayed it all over Crystall Cliffs, where it got mixed with the seagull drippings. I think those who shrieked or barfed or dis-assembled should have got bonus pay. Because madness was what it was really all about.
              "They called us "The Children's Crusade". We were the loony's crusade. That's why things more or less worked."
              Still, Ashton added: "The fundamental principles of community development we learned still stand up. The notion of living among the people is sort of like being a human being. Perhaps our greatest qualification for what we did was being unqualified. When you don't know you can't do something, fear doesn't stop you."

from the Faust News

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also from the Faust News

A CYC Legacy?

In June of 2007 the Globe and Mail ran a story under the headline Did the Boomers Bring Peace to Canada? by Michael Valpy (himself involved with the CYC's early days) in which University of Victoria historian Dominique Clément says today's plethora of human-rights legislation and institutions can be traced directly back to the demands by young people in the 1960s and 1970s for a Canada that would be more caring and sensitive toward their marginalized fellow citizens: the poor, the disadvantaged, homosexuals and racial minorities.

Also in June of 2007, an article entitled: The Summer of Love Revisited ran in The Star in which David Depoe is briefly quoted. Now a retired elementary school teacher, he made headlines across Canada in 1967 by his CYC work with the emerging hippy 'diggers' in Toronto's Yorkville:
"It was peace and love and all of that, but what we were actually trying to do was establish a community where people treated each other differently and everyone was accepted," he said.
"I don't think we would have a Charter of Rights if it wasn't for the social movements of the 1960s."

And in Pierre Berton's 1997 book, 1967, The Last Great Year, he wrote:
"Canada was undergoing a transformation. People at the grass roots were beginning to learn that you can fight city hall. The CYC was part of that new attitude ... It can now be seen as one of the catalysts in the struggle for human rights, native rights, women's rights and grass-roots politics ~ all new concepts in 1967."

In the Spring of 2006, as a Simon Fraser University student project, undergraduate Dylan Mulvin noted that "there is a plan in the works to create a Company of Young Canadians for the 21st century."
Says Nicole Chaland of Canadian Economic Development Network: "It is a dream of ours. We do think that Canada is the only OECD country that doesn't have a 'domestic development program'. We've schemed with the young Dylan. It's a 99 year plan. We've started with a national internship program (most of the internship programs send young Canadians overseas), ours asks them to work in their own community. It's small in scope, but it's a start. We'll have a new website soon.
Mulvin's paper includes an interview with Dal Broadhead "because he might very well be the country's foremost expert on the CYC." Indeed, he was the very first volunteer, and served as its director 1970-1974. Today, Broadhead is Principal and CEO of New Economy Development Group.

In 2008 the European Journal of American Studies published a lengthy article in a 'special issue on may 68', Strange Bedfellows: youth activists, government sponsorship, and the Company of Young Canadians. It calls the CYC "an inimitable entry in the annals of youth activism during the North American sicties."

Legacy, indeed.



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