Ah yes, I well remember that young 'Metis' interpreter at Fort McLeod! And the young native with the classic Blackfoot hairstyle who later handled the same '66 carbine.
And if I'm 'handicapped' by my lack of height, I'll take it! I've yet to meet the man who can make me feel 'small' and it's easy to keep this little frame in shape. All it takes is a little self-discipline, a quality I have in abundance, along with a strong sense of personal honour.
I had that uniform made in Toronto back in the early 80's by the same outfit that makes uniforms for the Goo-Goo-Foo-Goos and the Guards on Parliament Hill - and it still fits! The repro medals are copies of Srjt. John McMurphy's South Africa Medal, the British and French Crimean Medals with Sebastopol clasp.
Like me, "Jock" McMurphy was a 'wee feisty lad' who came to the attention of Queen Victoria for his rescue of a soldier he led out on a sapping mission. He found and carried the wounded man back under Russian rifle fire, and was 'mentioned in dispatches', the incident being brought to the attention of the Queen herself.
It's an honour to portray him.