PITT–LEAVITT Family: - Brisbane, Canada,
Switzerland, New York from 1960’s
The PITT/LEAVITT story commences when Ted
(Edward John born 18Jun1946 in Brisbane QLD) was transferred by his employer
ANZ Bank (he had joined ANZ at early 1962 from Indooroopilly High School) from
Brisbane after 1 year at Southern Branch, Queen Street and then 2 years at the
323 George Street branch to Mackay, North Queensland. He had purchased a four
year old Ford Consul on "hire purchase" and drove it up the coast at
age 19. He lived in boarding houses and started to learn about life on his own.
The bank then moved him to Cairns where he worked his way up to head teller for
all of far north Queensland. The previous person in that position had been 28,
and Ted figured he could be in that job for another 7 years. At that time, you
were paid on your age and the scale was the same no matter what your
position. Needless to say he was
discontented and wanted to see the world. One of his jobs was to keep the
correspondent banking signature books up to date so that signatures could be
matched when tourists came to the branch with Letters of Credit to be drawn
against. (A practice outdated by traveller’s cheques). It was from these books
he got the address of the Bank of Montreal in Canada and wrote to them asking
for a job if he arrived there. Of course, they said "come and see us".
(More on that later)
While at
Indooroopilly High, one of the courses he took was French. He hated it, but it
fascinated him. He had a teacher from France who was derogatorily called
"the Count". He would influence Ted's life through his dedication to
teaching French. The teacher arranged for each student to have 2 French
speaking pen friends. Ted got one, Lynne Gerard, in Montreal, Canada and the
other, Catherine Vigor in Chartres, France.
Montreal
starts to become real to Ted as he watches the first worldwide LIVE black and
white broadcast from Expo '67 in Montreal on Australia day. The Monkeys were
singing "I'm a believer" against the backdrop of the Australia
pavilion.
One day,
Ted serves in the bank two Canadian vagabonds, Jim and Gary, on a holiday from Canada
who wanted to exchange some Canadian cash. Ted said "I will give you a
good rate and take them myself as I have booked a passage on the S.S. Canberra
sailing from Sydney in February 1968". He took them for lunch in the Great
Northern Hotel where he worked nights in the lounge serving drinks.
It was
Christmas 1967 and he invited Jim (from Sundridge, Ontario) and Gary to come to
Mrs. Schwilk's boarding house for Christmas dinner. Jim phoned his girlfriend
Jenny Loeb after dinner, saying how hospitable Australians were, and mentioned
that Ted would be travelling to Canada in the coming months. She said she would
like to return the hospitality. She would play a big part in getting Ted
settled in Toronto later.
Ted had
been busy with writing to Canada to obtain a work permit as he thought he would
stop in Montreal with his pen friend, Lynne,
and find work to finance the rest of his trip around the world on his
"2 year working holiday" which many Australians did at the time. They sent him papers to become a "landed
immigrant" which later proved to be very helpful. Both countries were part
of the British Commonwealth. Both country passports were "British"
with Australian stamps on them. This made it easy to relocate between “the
colonies”!
By the time
he was 21 he had been working for ANZ for 6 years and requested a leave of
absence to do the trip. It was denied so he had to resign, very reluctantly,
and see what would happen in Canada. He sold his beloved car, bought a train
ticket to Sydney with a stop in Brisbane to attend his brother Jeff's wedding
in Surfers Paradise. He stayed in Sydney with Mrs. Schwilk's sister Sylvia in
Harbourd near Bondi Beach and met up again with the Canadians who were looking
for a working passage on a freighter back to Canada as they had run out of
money. (They would succeed later)
Ted shared
a cramped six berth cabin (way below the waterline) on the luxurious S.S.
Canberra with Hugh Seccombe with whom he would become lifelong friends.
Together with Hugh, Wendy Schmidt and Francis Hulme he would drive a car from
Los Angeles to Chicago when the ship arrived there on March 1st
1968. He stayed in Chicago with Russ Laney and his wife Julie for a couple of
weeks. He telephoned Jenny Loeb in Toronto to see if she meant her offer from
the previous Christmas. She was thrilled
to hear from the Australian and invited him to join her family in Miami where
her mother, a doctor, was speaking at a Cancer convention at the Fontainebleau
Hotel. Ted had purchased a 99 days for $99 dollar bus ticket for North America,
so he excitedly went to visit them. They graciously invited him to stay with
them if he passes through Toronto. (Another key part to Ted’s story).
He then
took the bus to New York City to look up a friend from Cairns and see the
sights. It was overwhelming for a boy
who had never left Queensland. He arrived in the city and checked into the
Times Square Hotel near the bus station. Not quite the address at that time (or
ever). After seeing all the sights he headed for Montreal to meet his pen
friend Lynne. He stayed with her and tried to get work but, even then, you had
to be bilingual. So he took the bus to Toronto to take up the offer of Jenny’s
family.
Fate takes
a hand. The bus stops at Kingston where
Queens University is located. Barry Leroy, who is on an educational leave from
his job as Assistant Personal Director for Ontario for the Bank of Montreal,
sits next to him. Ted mentioned he had written to Bank of Montreal from
Australia. He said to come and see him for a job in Toronto on Monday.
He got the
job starting at Canadian $4800 a year, up from Australian $2400 a year, and was
able to work as he was a landed immigrant. He went on their executive
management program, took leave of absence to go to University of Western
Ontario to get his Economics Degree and Masters of Business Administration,
both in 4 years. He ended up working in the International Department for Bank
of Montreal after graduation.
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