For the rest of the war he specialized in anti-submarine warfare duties on convoy, serving in RCN ships Annapolis, Ottawa, Qu’Appelle and Micmac. He was appointed captain of the new Canadian destroyer St. Laurent, and spent three years on the staff of the Supreme Allied Commander at Norfolk, Virginia. He later commanded the Canadian aircraft canier Bonaventure. Timbrell died on April 11 at age 86. He married, in 1946, Patricia Jones, who survives him with their daughter; last we heard, his grandson was a sub-lieutenant in the Canadian navy. Thanks to Katie Dickinson for this item! Katie wrote that a cousin, Hugh Doherty, sent the Bob Timbrell piece to her. Hugh is a member, and so receives History-Onics, which is much enriched this issue thanks to Bob’s contribution. I send thanks also to the Times Colonist, which gave their consent to reproducing it. West Vancouver’s Hero of Dunkirk Returns Home in Triumphal Parade Tells Graphic Story of Margaree Sinking Citizens’ Banquet Planned in His Honour Sublieutenant Robert /Timbrell, R.C.N., D.S.C., arrived in Vancouver on Sunday morning â€"but “our Bob†returned home to West Vancouver. More than 300 people from Vancouver and the North Shore were on hand at 8:35 A.M. to greet the survivor of a toipedoing, the Margaree tragedy, and the hero of Dunkirk at the C.N.R. Station on Sunday morning. Bob stepped off the train abashed and dismayed at the crowd waiting for him. “Hello, Mom!†were the fii-st husky words uttered to the proudest mother in Canada. His stepfather, Mr. E.H. Jupp, pumped his hand, while Bob pulled Pat Weeden into an enveloping embrace. Young Buddy Jupp just managed to gain recognition before the civic dignitaries of West Vancouver and the city descended on the hero in a body. In a voice ringing with sinceiity Reeve Leyland said, “Welcome home to West Vancouver, Bob. We’re proud of you I†Mayor Telford was on hand to extend the congratulations of Vancouver city. Captain the Hon. C.S. Leaiy, himself a veteran of the last war, greeted Bob on behalf of the Provincial Goveniment. Mr. James Mitchell, the principal of Bob’s old school (we daren’t say old school principal) was there to greet another of the boys he had “turned outâ€. A long parade of automobiles then followed the open car leaving Bob, his mother and stepfather through the streets of Vancouver, across the Lions Gate Bridge, and into his home municipality. The West Vancouver Boys Band, who had played the train in at the station, had been whisked on ahead by special busses, which were waiting for the parade at Ambleside Pai'k. The band in which Bob had once marched with the baritone horn then played him proudly between the long lines of cheering people and tootling automobiles bordering Marine Drive. ^ The ceremony was completed by a few words of welcome by Reeve Leyland at the home of Mr. and Mrs. Jiupp, 2015 Inglewood Avenue. Eventually the crowds dispersed and left Bob to the privacy of his own familyâ€"and Pat Weeden.