11/28/2013 - Gregory Glen Goudie (QUIB) - 12:00PM - Winnipeg, Canada
During the last Winnipeg Blue Bombers of the season I was on the field photographing the game for the Winnipeg Free Press. The football team just had their worst season of all time, and as I was scanning the crowd for disappointed fans, when I came across Glen sitting in the front row (not looking dissapointed at all actually), and he looked like an interesting guy. I found a chair on the field, and climbed up on it to try to talk to him in the stands. He gave me his contact info, and I called him a few days later. He was leaving for a trip to Cuba to have a remembrance day ceremony with family, so this shoot had to wait a few weeks.
I met Glen at his home, and we sat in his garage, which was more like a man cave, and chatted for two hours, making it the longest portrait of the project thus far. Glen’s 22 year old nephew just finished a tour in Afghanistan with the Airborne unit, and was killed in a motorcycle accident just weeks after he returned home to Canada, and our meeting was overshadowed by this fact. Glen dedicated 25 years of his life to the military as a Sergeant of Infantry. He explained that part of his job, was a lot like it appears in the movies, where the hard-ass Sergeant is yelling at the soldiers to fix their uniform or cot during inspection. Glen was given the nickname ‘Quib’ during his military days, as he resembled the cartoon character from a comic book series, which he showed me.
Quib was born in Springdale, Newfoundland, and attended University, though it wasn’t for him. He couldn’t see a future in Springdale, and joined the military at 18, and saw the world. He told me how he walked into the recruiting office on a Tuesday, was given $160 (which was a lot to him at the time), and by Thursday he was leaving for training. During his career he spent time in Cyprus on peacekeeping missions, as well as in Germany, Norway, former Yugoslavia, and many other countries. He was injured while overseas, but he didn’t want me to repeat specifics.
He explained to me about the reasons he fought in the military. He told me that the public may think they know why soldiers fight, but he told me: “no one fights for God, Queen, or Country. We fight for the brother next to us, and then he will fight for the brother next to him, and as such the chain will never be broken.” He spoke fondly of the brotherhood of soldiers.
After his Military career ended, Quib tried working, but had a difficult time adjusting to regular jobs as a citizen. He didn’t like how people were late for work, and didn’t understand why they needed to have so many coffee and smoke breaks during a 8 hour day. He told me he now collects sick animals, and introduced me to two of his dogs, and two of his cats. He can’t even begin to count how many animals he has cared for over the years, and I could really see the love he has for his animals after spending time with him.
EXIF: f/8 @ 1/200 ISO100 @ 31mm - 1 flash in a softbox camera left