Imagine if you will that you have just arrived in a strange city, a place where you believe good jobs abound. So the very first thing you do is grab a newspaper and search for the available jobs.
And bingo, right off the bat you find one that sounds very promising.......it says to apply in person and gives a city address.........so off you go in search of this job in the gas and oil industry.
After searching high and low you finally find yourself, with newspaper in hand, standing in front of a small bake shop. Yes, you are on the right street and this is the right number, but this sure ain't the right place. Suddenly you are approached by a man wearing a business suit.
Hello, are you looking for the add in the paper?
Yes, I am, you respond.
I'm afraid the paper printed the wrong address and we didn't want to wait for a reprint. We need some good people right away, so I thought I'd take a chance and see if anyone turned up here.
There is a lot of talk about being a long way from home, family, friends and whether you have found a suitable place to live yet and so on.
The man in the suit is not alone.....he has a little girl with him, who he introduces as his daughter, but she doesn't say anything, after all she is only 3 years old.
He finds everything you have told him fits his requirements........no one knows where you are, you have no one waiting for you at home and you have not kept in touch with your family.
He considers you a good risk and offers to drive you over to the company office to meet the boss and complete the necessary paper work.
If you had not said the right things he would have taken down your name and phone number and told you he would give you a call, in which case you would never have heard from him, it was simply a polite way to get rid of unwanted applicants.
Of course you are excited about your new employment and eagerly agree. And despite the fact that you have never met or even heard of this guy who calls himself Marty you get in the car and willing accompany him to what you believe to be the company office.
The company office is a front, but nonetheless there is another man there playing the role of the boss. After filling out the forms and signing your name the boss shakes your hand and welcomes you aboard........whereby he insists you share a drink with him to celebrate the occasion.........and you accept, but if you hadn't been a drinker you would have been easily overpowered and injected with a fast acting drug. Either way you would have been unconscious.....and easily handled from that point on.
When you finally came to you may have been unbelieving of your circumstances......you were naked with shackles on both your wrists and ankles......with short lengths of chain securing you to a solid wooden wall.
Of course you screamed and yelled, you even swore and cursed, but there was no response.
This exercise was repeated a total of seven times..........until there were seven young men chained to that wall.
Your movements were severely restricted and whether it was night or day you were left standing there to consider your situation.
Finally the chief medical officer arrived with three nurses to assist him.
He barked his orders at them..........I want first, second and third degree burns on these six and this one I want a full body burn.
The nurses had been selected for special duty and they were quite prepared for what they were required to do.........they put on heavy leather aprons, gloves and goggles.
They used torches fueled from heavy steel cylinders.............all seven screamed and shrieked in agony.........but number seven stopped screaming once the torch reached his face, he was already dead.
When the burning was completed to the doctors satisfaction an incubator was rolled into place. The contents of the dishes taken from the incubator were applied to the burns.....a new biochemical agent intended to kill the wounded.
It took several days for all six men to die, but die they did.......which meant the test was a success.
Another seven men were brought in for the second portion of the testing.......this involved applying this same material to cuts and gashes, which were inflicted by the same three nurses.
Again number seven died immediately from his initial wounds.........while the other six lingered for several days while the biochemical agent took its toll.
At the end of each test autopsies were performed.......and in some instances in front of those who were not yet dead.
And while all this was taking place a little girl by the name of Sara was sitting on the concrete floor watching in horror......as the doctor wanted her to experience the trauma of each mans death.
Sara watched as each of them died and she watched as the doctor performed his autopsies.
But this was not the limit of it..........more people were brought in for other tests....both young men and young women.........there were those who suffered starvation and there were those who suffered dehydration......but in the end they were all dead........everyone of them.
Innocent victims abducted off the street and subjected to terminal experiments.
The doctors did not doctor and the nurses did not nurse.........they simply killed people in order to obtain the information required..........how long would it take for the biochemical agent to kill healthy young men suffering burns or cuts?..........how long would it take for healthy young men and women to die from starvation?...........how long would it take for healthy young men and women to die from dehydration?
Those chosen for starvation slowly wasted away.........they were allowed sips of water, but no food........and in the end they were no more than skin and bone.........a ghastly way to die.
And all of these young men and women were between the ages of 18 and 25 years and in very good health when they were first encountered.
This went on for several years so we have no idea how many people endured such a fate......and in the end their bodies were stuffed into steel drums and trucked away for disposal. But what we do know for certain is that 42 young men and women died at the hands of the chief medical officer assigned to Lincoln Park.
There was nothing very difficult about what they did to these people, but what seems intolerably difficult is for people to grasp the idea that such a thing could actually happen, which is the main reason why it did happen and why it has been possible to keep it a secret all these years.
Such things are not supposed to happen........at least not here in Canada......but happen they did.
The doctor in charge went by an alias, Dr. Bob Armstrong, as he could not use his real name due to the fact that he was a Nazi war criminal who had escaped the hangman in exchange for his willingness to serve the allied command.........assisted by Canadian, British and American personnel he ran secret medical programs at several locations in Canada.........one of which was the RCAF Station Lincoln Park situated in Calgary, Alberta.