Antarctic Ford

NZ Truth, Issue 1186, 23 August 1928, Page 6

Antarctic Ford

TAKE an eyeful of this little man stepping briskly ' down Queen Street, Auckland— he's full of bust- j ness. ■■ ' ' A pair of bright eyes snap from ber hind his gig-lamps — apd there's no dust on his blue. suit. Every step indicates that he is on the track of something—he's a man with a definite ob- % ject. Who? Why, Charles Reginald Ford, architect, one time of Wanganui, but that dorp was not big enough for his aspirations. A regular little townie; what? Never seen anything? That's where the average person goes wrong, for nothing is harder than to judge f what a man has — Or -has not — done by" his external appearance. You may rub shoulders any day with a man who has worn 1 the broad- arrow raiment of the king's compulsory service and not know it. Not that Charles Reginald has done so, but he has had the experience of being one of Scott's Antarctic .exr plorers, for which adventure, it is said, he accepted quite a humble ratingphotographer, to wit. It rather . indicates his spirit, for— ■ whatever his merits, or demerits, as an architect— he is one of ' those with the calibre of ' achievement?. And if he lb as determined to make a name for himself m his profession as he was to see the ice-fields and sea lions of the Antarctic; it's a safe bet he will do so.