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Paul Theodore Hellyer, PC (born 6 August 1923) is a Canadian engineer, politician, writer and commentator who has had a long and varied career. He is the longest serving current member of the Privy Council, just ahead of Prince Philip.
Hellyer was born and raised on a farm near Waterford, Ontario. Upon completion of high school he studied aeronautical engineering at the Curtiss-Wright Technical Institute of Aeronautics in Glendale, California, graduating in 1941. While studying he also obtained a private pilot's licence.
After graduation, Hellyer was employed at Fleet Aircraft in Fort Erie, Ontario, which was then making training craft for the Royal Canadian Air Force as part of Canada's war effort in World War II. He attempted to become an RCAF pilot himself, but was told no more pilots were necessary, after which he joined the Royal Canadian Artillery as a private for the duration of the war.
Hellyer earned a Bachelor of Arts from the University of Toronto in 1949.
First elected as a Liberal in 1949 federal election in the riding of Davenport, he was the youngest person ever elected to that point in the Canadian House of Commons. He served a brief stint as Parliamentary Assistant to the Minister of National Defence, and made a good impression. He was then named Associate Minister of National Defence in the cabinet of Prime Minister Louis St. Laurent. This post was short-lived, though, as Hellyer lost his seat when the St. Laurent government lost the 1957 election two months later.
Sugar town yea has turned so sour
It's people angry in their sleep
There's more small town, oh paranoia
Sweepin' down its evil sheets
[Inaudible]
Give me the chance
I'll cut you down with a glance
With my small axe, so help me
Though I'm only one and though weak I'm strong
And if it comes to the crunch
Then I'm the woodcutter's son
Cutting down the wood for the good of everyone, yea
You can tell yea, it's witching hour
You can feel the spirits rise
When the room, goes very quiet
Oh and there's hatred in their eyes
(Hatred)
Give me the chance
I'll cut you down with a glance
Yeh, with my small axe, so help me
Though I'm only one an' though weak I'm strong
And if it comes to the crunch
Then I'm the woodcutter's son
Cutting down the wood for the good of everyone
Cutting down the wood for the good of everyone, yea
There's a silence when I enter
And a murmur, oh when I leave
You can see their jealous faces
Oh I can feel yea, the ice they breathe
(Ice they breathe)
Give me the chance
I'll cut you down with a glance
Yeh, with my small axe, so help me
Though I'm only one and though weak I'm strong
And if it comes to the crunch
Then I'm the woodcutter's son
Cutting down the wood for the good of everyone
(So)
Cutting down the wood for the good of everyone
(Yea)
Cutting down the wood for the good of everyone
Cutting down the wood for the good of everyone