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Priest heist remains a conundrum

A Rock Fell on the Moon: Dad and the Great Yukon Silver Ore Heist (Lost Moose $32.95) by Alicia Priest is a poignant family story that reveals a little-known vein of silver mining history beyond yarns of Klondike gold.

August 20th, 2014

Helen Priest in the Yukon with her daughters Vona and Alilcia, prior to the robbery.

It’s also a ripping good read, patient according to Caroline Woodward, ailment who has reviewed the fascinating story of Gerald Priest—one of two alleged thieves charged with the biggest theft of silver ore in Canadian history.

By Caroline Woodward

Alicia Priest can still recall being uprooted from a comfortable and loving home in the remote mining village of Elsa, three hundred miles north of Whitehorse, as a bewildered ten-year-old.

Suddenly she was living with her mother, grandmother, sister and one dog in a dank East Vancouver basement suite. On her first day in the big city elementary school, Alicia Priest was asked by another grade five student if her father was the “Yukon guy in the news.”

Well, yes, Gerald Priest was one of two alleged thieves who were charged with the biggest theft of silver ore in Canadian history. But the bright little girl knew just enough about her mother’s silence and father’s absence to lie about her Dad’s identity on that day.

It has taken Priest almost a lifetime to uncover the truth. Her A Rock Fell On The Moon: Dad and the Great Yukon Silver Ore Heist offers two versions of an almost-perfect crime, and a compelling analysis of her family at the centre of the mystery.

Priest tackles the full range of facts about a daring 1963 heist, including two subsequent trials making newspaper headlines across Canada, while also uncovering difficult home truths.

Gerald Priest, the Chief Assayer (senior chemist) for United Keno Hill Mine, third richest producer of silver in the world, never publicly admitted to his role in the theft of 671 bags of ore that were 80% silver. Estimates vary radically as to its value, but it’s likely more than $2 million in today’s currency.

Did it come from piles of ore left temporarily, for tax reasons, in an unused mine tunnel? Or did the unusually rich silver come from a giant boulder found on the claims Gerald Priest staked on barren ground known as the moon, hence the wonderfully apt title of the book?


Gerald Priest (right) never divulged the details of his alleged crime.

While he lived, Gerald Priest didn’t disclose anything to his daughter except increasingly far-fetched stories. She has subsequently applied her journalistic research and interviewing skills to hundreds of letters, newspaper stories, RCMP files and investigators, court documents, the Yukon Archives, lawyers, geologists and former mine employees.

Alicia Priest began her investigation in 2011, after both parents had died, not an uncommon practice for authors who must outflank and outlast any confrontation with guilty parties, accusations of hanging out dirty laundry for profit or, when dealing with the innocent and wronged, to kindly spare the feelings of these most powerful of censors. Then, in 2012, Priest was diagnosed with ALS (Lou Gehrig’s disease). This terminal diagnosis added new urgency to the task at hand, as it would do to any writer contemplating a memoir or novel.

“I received the ultimate deadline… a mother of a terminal illness,” says Priest in an interview. “I had to start there and then while I could still talk, type, eat and walk somewhat normally. With tremendous organizational help from my husband, [journalist] Ben Parfitt, I wrote and rewrote and then rewrote again for fourteen months.”

Heart-breaking, hilarious and suspenseful, hers is an impressive achievement—alternately unearthing an audacious mining mystery, taking us down into the mine itself, to the dark psychological twists and turns within her family and describing life in the mining village of Elsa, and evoking Priest’s ten years of perfect childhood.
Gerald Priest was a baffling man—funny, affectionate, well-read, at home in the bush and at the boardroom table, but also petty, devious and cruel. He preferred children—and men and women for that matter—who laughed at all his jokes and didn’t question his decisions.

Helen Friesen was a Mennonite Russian refugee from Stalinist purges and Nazi aggression. After finding passage for herself and her mother to Canada, she became engaged to Gerald Priest after a two week courtship, prefaced by several months of pen-pal correspondence, sight unseen. (She kept every single telegram and letter he ever wrote her, nearly 300 of them, while he tore up or burned nearly all of hers.)

This lively, fashionable young woman from the relatively bright lights of Vancouver, circa 1951, only made the move to Elsa, Yukon, population approximately 600 souls, after Gerald agreed to a package deal. Helen’s mother had to come along, too.
Each chapter of the book is prefaced by a quote from Robert Service. Amongst the Yukon Bard’s doggerel verse are zinger nuggets of philosophy and psychology.
“Perhaps I am stark crazy, but there’s none of you too sane; it’s just a little matter of degree.”

It’s easy to imagine the bespectacled boy who would mastermind the great Yukon silver heist reading all Jack London’s adventure novels and memorizing lines of Service’s poetry.  But chance rolled snake eyes on a Friday morning in June, 1963.

Problems arose only after the driver of the flatbed truck that was loaded with bags of purloined ore took a wrong turn and had to ask for directions He parked outside the Elsa Cookhouse (barber shop, beer parlour and library) and bought cigarettes and coffee, asking how to reach the main road south.

Unfortunately the mine manager happened to look out his window and see the truck. Fridays weren’t ore-moving days… and, hey, it was a Friday!

What followed were the most expensive trials ever held in the Yukon. The legal elements include a mysterious Third Man who was never charged, or ratted out by the two men who were; the no-longer legal burden of reverse onus (meaning the men charged were guilty until they could prove otherwise); and the intervention of lawyer Angelo Branca who bowed out from representing Gerald Priest after being appointed a Supreme Court judge, an untimely honour which likely sealed Priest’s fate.

This is a consummately well-written book, achieving the near-impossible feat of maintaining a journalist’s objective distance while literally tracking her father’s fifty-year-old footsteps and disclosing painful family secrets with restraint and dignity.


Caroline Woodward is the author of Penny Loves Wade, Wade Loves Penny (Oolichan 2010), a novel set in the Peace River.

[BCBW 2014]

3 Responses to “Priest heist remains a conundrum”

  1. Michael Smith says:

    At risk of being tacky, I would like to know how many months Gerry Priest served for his role in the Moon Caper silver heist.
    My family was very close to this story, as we lived in Calumet prior to the time the silver turned up in Elsa.
    After Calumet, we moved to Giant Yellowknife Gold Mines, in Yellowknife. During this time, I worked as a stope sampler at B Shaft. Shortly after that time, a mine captain and a local prospector were investigated for an exact ringer for the Moon Caper. I do know for a certainty that several of the older miners in stopes in the upper B orebody, which was very high grade gold ore, always asked me for lots of used sample bags, so they could “drill test holes”. When I offered them new bags, they refused. The game, as they say, was obvious to all but this young, naive, stope sampler. Not really sure what happened in the end, but I remember the Mine Captain flying out to his “high grade showing” in Great Slave Lake, to pick up the gold. Lord, we were so gullible in those innocent days!

  2. dave brown says:

    I worked in the assay office in 64 and 65,but don’t recall any mention of this heist. the way the place was run it dose not surprise me.

  3. Very interesting story, My father was a coal miner in Ashington Northumberland England. My husband and I plan on a trip from Vernon BC to the Yukon next June For the Whitehorse dog show.. I would like to Visit this place called Elsa. 46 yrs ago I moved from England to a little place called Usk near Terrace . I find the small town historys very warn and interesting.

    Sincerely Elsa.

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