Arthur Currie - Honours

Honours

Currie was Mentioned in Despatches nine times. In addition to being named a Companion of the Order of the Bath after the Second Battle of Ypres in 1915, and his appointment as KCMG in 1917, Currie was also promoted to Knight Commander of the Order of the Bath (KCB) in the 1918 New Year Honours, Knight Grand Cross of the Order of St Michael and St George (GCMG) in the 1919 New Year Honours, and also received the French Légion d'honneur and Croix de Guerre (with Palm), the Belgian Croix de guerre and the Order of the Crown, and the U.S. Distinguished Service Medal.

Upon returning to Canada, Currie was promoted to general, the first Canadian to hold that rank, and was made Inspector-General of the Canadian Army.

Although he only held a high school diploma, Currie was offered the position of Principal and Vice Chancellor of McGill University in Montreal, at the time the most prestigious university in Canada. He held this post with distinction from 1920 until his death in 1933.

Honorary degrees were conferred on Currie by many British and American universities, and he became a trustee of the Carnegie Foundation.

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