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Makan No. 222 OFFICIAL JOURNAL 2/30 Bn. A. I. F. ASSOCIATION Subscription Rate: $1.50 per Year Registered for Posting as Periodical: Category A
WHAT DO YOU THINK? What I'm really writing you about is that I'm starting to have reservations about Anzac Day from a strictly personal point of view. The day itself is great, and I enjoy it. But it is the next day which bothers me, and I feel a deep sadness about the whole business. It is then I start to question such a lot of things. I wonder whether we, as we age, are getting further out of step with the rest of the population. What means so much to us seems to me to be turning into just another day off. Like Christmas Day and Good Friday, the true significance is forgotten and it is merely another time when we don't have to go to work. If this is so, is it really worthwhile perpetuating? We would say so, but does the rest of our world? Are we becoming regarded indulgently as rather pathetic old dodderers who, a long time ago, were silly enough to volunteer to fight a war? Who use Anzac Day as a time to gather briefly to re-kindle old memories, march bravely with our medals clinking, have too much to drink and sometimes make nuisances of ourselves, and then the next day it's all over and we're put away for another year, when the whole performance will be tolerated once more for those of us who are still around? Is it becoming a charade, and if so, why? Let me make a point clearly. I would hate to see it abolished, or to fall into discard. But is it achieving anything? All this is leading up to my main point. I am becoming desperately unhappy about the way things are going in our country. The things that seemed to me to be virtues - patriotism, the desire to work honestly, the determination to uphold decent standards of behaviour, the will to keep on trying - none of these seem to carry much weight now. But more than that, they seem to be targets for derision and contempt. I wonder why, and logically enough, the question follows: am I the only one in step? If I am, then it's a lonely feeling. But I can't accept that this is so. There MUST be other people who feel the way I do. I'm sure I was with a lot of them last Friday. But why is it that we seem to be sinking into a slough of despair? On every hand, we seem to be fighting a sort of unarmed civil war against each other. Demand (never ask) for this or that or what have you, whether we are genuinely entitled to it, or whether by making some completely outrageous claim we are cynically doing it in the expectation of settling for something a little less. Until the next time. I am strongly for the little man. And his wife and his kids. Why? Because they are the true Australia. No nation ever can be any better than the people who make it work. And sadly, these are the people who seem to be losing heart and adopting the philosophy of 'Me, first, second and every time.' Understandable, I suppose, but very regrettable, for I feel it indicates the setting in of a sort of moral rot. I'm getting so tired of these highly organised, articulate and dangerous pressure groups, with their battering propaganda, blandly advocating implementation of alien philosophies. Let's be fair. They may even believe what they say. But what are we doing to combat it? We'll laugh at people who keep on telling us the world is flat but the time could come when doubt will creep into our minds and we'll say to ourselves, 'You know, there could be something in that.' Once that becomes general, then that is the day we, as a nation, will start to die. Or has the process already started, and is the cancer spreading faster than we realise? Is it too late for even desperate surgery to cut it out? I took the trouble to look up TREASON in the Britannica, and it was quite interesting. Peculiarly, it seemed to have a strong application to some of the things that are happening in our own country. Quite recent events, too. For example: '...that if a man is adherent to the king's enemies in his (i.e. the king's) realm by giving them aid and comfort in the realm, or if being adherent to the king's enemies elsewhere, he commits the offence declared to be high treason by the Treason Act 1351. It was also held that if a British subject does any act which strengthens or tends to strengthen the enemies of the king, or if he does any act which weakens or tends to weaken the power of the king and OF THE COUNTRY to resist or attack their enemies, he is guilty of high treason.' Admittedly, that is taken out of context, and I'm certainly not setting myself up as a legal expert. (I have enough trouble struggling through 'The Sun' each night.) But in the light of what is being said and done by a number of those in responsible positions in the government of this country, I wonder if it is all that far fetched to see a connection? But the maddening thing is that they're being permitted to get away with it, and no one seems to be prepared or able to drag them to heel. At the risk of sounding hysterical and melodramatic, could one be blamed for asking whether those responsible for our leadership want this sort of thing curtailed? Is it part and parcel of a neat plan to condition us for a sombre future? Traditional allies have been insulted and maligned to an extent that I doubt if history will be repeated should we finish up in trouble. This can mean only one thing. We'll have to be ready and prepared to fight for ourselves, alone, if need be. But with what? Medibank? A preoccupation, with the right to strike? A nationalised insurance industry? An emasculated private enterprise? Whoever our enemy turns out to be will be faintly puzzled by our quaint antics as he grinds us into the dust. He may even wonder if it's some sort of trap. Very well. But what can we DO about it? I wish I knew. But for starters, I'll offer this suggestion. We who do still care should pledge ourselves to make every effort to make our people aware of what could, and probably will happen unless we wake up before it is too late. Even now, if we were to try, we could make an ordinary attack on this country so expensive that it is just an outside chance he may think twice. But each month that passes makes our task harder, and his easier. It is conceivable that our opponents in this country may decide to fight. After all, their ideals, repugnant as they may be to us, are still ideals, and history is studded with examples of men being ready to die for what they think is right. Is it possible that we are equally intense? Can be as persuasive? Can enlist the support we need if we feel our cause is just? What do you think? MAKAN has always been, and will remain, non-sectarian and non-political, but it is always prepared to be critical - as evidenced by the stand taken against our present Government when they threatened our Flag, our National Anthem and Anzac Day. The name of the member contributing the foregoing article has been withheld, by the Editor merely to give Readers an interesting exercise in conjecture as to the Author. It was not at the member's request - he is prepared to stand up and be counted, and your Editor is equally prepared to stand beside him. Our contributor asks: "What do you think?" and the Editor earnestly invites your comments. If you are within easy 'phoning distance, a 'phone call and your comments to 948 8165 is all that is necessary; otherwise, please overcome the writer's cramp sufficiently to pen a few words for or against the sentiments expressed, and send them to the Editor. The results will be published in the form of a Poll in next issue, with an indication of the type of comment received - no names, no pack drill. MAKAN fully recognises the right of reply and denial, and any worthwhile contribution in that regard will be published. ANZAC DAY: SYDNEY Despite rather heavy rain around 7 a.m, and a very overcast and threatening sky thereafter, 82 of our boys started off on the March. There were extremely few "drop-outs" along the way, and about 6 men joined in at various stages of the route. Conceding the fact that we are all becoming a bit older each year and, consequently, not quite so active, the roll-up was pretty good and, in all the circumstances, geriatric, weather conditions and so on compares rather well with our previous turnouts of 110 to 120 marchers. About 10 of our fellows who, for one reason or another, were unable to march, joined the marchers at the Forbes Tavern in a very pleasant gathering where the vast quantity of delectable sandwiches annually supplied by Harry and Betty Collins, were thankfully consumed. At our March Assembly point, the members were delighted to see our Patron, Colonel Ramsay and Mrs. Ramsay greeting the men as they arrived for the March. Colonel Ramsay has been in poor health of late and was unable to march. Colonel Jeater, now the next Senior Officer of the 8th Division, arranged for our Patron to accompany him in the Jeep leading our Division. Alan Pryde reports that he was specifically requested by many of the assembled members to express their regrets that your Editor Chief Correspondent, Phil Schofield, was unable to be on the March. Happily, not because of any unusual circumstances in his health. Most of our regular marchers were there and several from country areas came along. They are referred to in other sections of this bulletin. Noel Johnston and our President, Arch Thorburn, led our group behind the banner, which was carried this year by Jack Maclay. Jack had a rather tough job at times in restraining the banner in gusty wind conditions, but he is a big, strong bloke, and coped well. There was a good bagpipe band in front, and a good general band to our rear. Unfortunately, neither of them seemed to be able to begin a new tune on the same beat as the adjoining band. As a result, we foxtrotted and tangoed our way throughout. Nevertheless, our marchers put on a very commendable show. Addendum: Your Scribe was extremely sorry not to be able to attend the March and the Get-together at the Forbes Tavern, and wishes to thank Alan for furnishing the above. He also wishes to thank all those who 'phoned, enquiring after his, health, and would assure them and his Readers that there was nothing basically wrong with him - he just wasn't sufficiently up to scratch to attend. From the various callers he ascertained that the Day as a whole was probably one of the best we have enjoyed, and this was due no doubt to the presence of quite a few members, whom we don't see so often, arriving from Country Areas. Those advised as being present were: From Lismore: Ossie
Jackson (D Coy), Don McKenzie (C Coy) and Keith Richardson (HQ Coy). The special award of one Blachang doover for Company/man/miles travelled goes without question to Don Company, who notched up 1,500 points; while HQ Coy, with just half that number awarded, received second prize of one cup of pap. The prize of one Mod. Girl, for Area representation, easily went to the Far North Coast, where the contingent from Lismore could pass any back-up on to the representative from Taree. According to reports, the Get-together at the Forbes Tavern was the best attended and most enjoyable to date. It extended into the evening, with the last reported attendee being Norm Lee (D Coy). So Don Company gained the award for players and stayers, one cup of burnt-rice coffee - Norm probably needed it, anyway. - Ed. IMPRESSIONS OF THE MARCH Blustery, chill winds; a frowning sky; grey clouds scudding over shining, wet Macquarie Street. Under the spreading ficus tree our Commander, Colonel Ramsay, holds court betimes. Looking around our small assembly, alas, so many faces now are gone - "The old familiar faces that nowhere do abide." Where is now the formidable old B.J.? Nowhere, yet he is ever present. He is not seen here as of yore, his dark eyes darting everywhere, but "hic et ubique" he leads us forward into history. We survivors, too, will pass away (and future historians no doubt will mildly speculate on the location of "the spreading tree near the Registrar-General's Office where they were wont to gather") but the Regimental story will move onward to its appointed date with destiny. Our President, Arch Thorburn, giving friendly greetings; chatting amiably in the cause of Association esprit de corps. Tall as a tree Stan Arneil, surveying the Assembly from a great height. Nugent Geikie standing in burly defiance of the ravages of time. Jack Maclay, our Standard Bearer of the day, flexing his muscles in anticipation of those corner cross-winds, where the Banner will bulge like a tearaway spinnaker. Alan Penfold, grave and knowledgeable as in old "I" Section days. The animated personality of John Parsons, his flashing smile and spirited sallies with the troops. Keith Broughton, well to the fore to prove the truth that "multum" really is "in parvo". Alan Pryde, a dynamo of energy, gathering personal pars for absent Chief Correspondent, Phil Schofield. Fall in, and move off down King Street, the skirl of pipes springing back in lively tones from the tall buildings. March leader, Noel Johnston, setting a steady pace in front. The reverence of the Cenotaph; eyes left and tramp, tramp, tramp through the silence. Wheel into George Street; cheers from the flag-waving bystanders. Threatening weather has thinned their ranks this year. Erect and resolute, Stuart Peach advancing down George Street. A halt near Market Street and a close-up view of the glazed architecture of wonder in the new buildings towering under construction there. Turning at the Town Hall, ranks firm and intact, then up to the crowded lawns of Hyde Park, and there breaking off. The Pool of Remembrance, an interval of reflection. How difficult to communicate to non-participants the depth and complexity of feelings here today. The ambivalence inherent in basic human behaviour is at the heart of the matter. The bitter-sweet intensity of the reaction to the horrors of war, the gratitude for survival, the sufferings and joys of comradeship; these will probably always be too deep for words. And so ends another year's tribute to those days of the travail of our Nation, and to those men and women who answered their Country's call. Andy Hyslop (BHQ) SICK PARADE Kevin Ward reports the State as at 23rd May last: In R.G.H., Concord and
other Hospitals: Discharged since last
MAKAN: ANZAC DAY: BATHURST Our official representatives, Jack Black and Doc Wilson, were joined by Jock Logan, Alan McNickle and Bruce Pratt for the Services at Bathurst. Jack Black reports: Doc, Alan and I travelled by car, leaving the City at about 3 pm on Thursday. Apart from a delay at West Ryde where a trench had fallen on a workman, almost outside Doc Wilson's house, and half the police, ambulances, mobile cranes, rescue vans etc., in the area were in attendance, we had no delays. We arrived in Bathurst at about 7.15 pm and went to the RSL Club. The Club is again being remodelled, with an enlarged mixed lounge, dining room and new bistro. The large meeting hall where we had our Reunion remains unchanged, as does the members' bar and snooker area. However, a large sporting complex, including indoor swimming pool, sauna and steam baths, squash courts etc, is under construction and approaching completion on the former band hut site. Also a very large car park has been completed at the rear, in conjunction with the City Council. We woke at 3.45 am, and attended the Dawn Service. It was a typical fresh autumn morning, overcast and a cool easterly wind. The weather continued cold all day but it did not rain. The Dawn Service was conducted by Monsignor O'Doherty, with Guard from St. Stanislaus' College. After the Service, all proceeded to the Club, where rumfire breakfast was served by members of the Ladies Auxiliary. Our friends Col and Fay Watson (Secretary/Manager) and Clive Osborne (MLA) made us welcome. We met the new President, Jack Manuel, (new since we were last there, five years ago) and the Deputy Mayor, Les Wardman. Les told us he had a brother in 2/20th battalion who died as a POW. The Club closed at 8 am, and we went back to the motel. Here we met Jock Logan, who had travelled down from Palm Beach on the Queensland Gold Coast. He arrived on the morning plane and was a welcome addition to our small group throughout the remainder of the day. We attended the march at 10.30, where we were met by our member and Cairn custodian, Bruce Pratt. The Service was particularly well attended. Impressive orations were given by the Mayor, John Matthews, and Rev Douglas Murray. At the conclusion, we went in company with the Mayor, Clive Osborne, Jack Manuel, Col Watson and others to the 8th Division memorial at the Civic Centre. Bruce Pratt laid the wreath from the Association. Laurel leaves down in remembrance. We then went to the Club, where we enjoyed a few drinks with Club executives until about 1 pm, when we were invited to the Pratt's for lunch. We also renewed acquaintance with Bob Bryce, the Treasurer of the R.S.L. and Club. As this was the Diamond Jubilee of Anzac, he was having something of a special day. Bob is a very young Gallipoli veteran. Another WW 1 veteran, well known to our members, is Roy Dennis, custodian at the Carillon, who has assisted with the laying of wreaths at the Cairn. Unfortunately Roy was in hospital this year. Another absentee was Ray Wardell, Club vice-president. Ray had visited us at the Sydney march in 1974, and has been a friend over many years. Ray had suffered a heart attack a couple of days previously. We went to Bathurst Hospital, on the way to Bruce Pratt's, to visit, but Ray was still in intensive care. Not to be daunted "Dr." Wilson, from Sydney, soon fixed that. After some discussion with the Ward Sister, two of us were allowed in separately for a few minutes. Ray looked well and appears to be making a good recovery. While on the subject of news - Col and Fay Watson (ten years at the Club now) have joined the Stakes and have a grandson almost one year old. Words cannot express our gratitude to Bruce and Marjorie Pratt for taking us into their lovely home for a quiet time, and for serving us a delightful lunch again. All we can say is, their hospitality was greatly appreciated and we thank them sincerely. We then travelled to the Cairn for the afternoon Service, which was well attended. Bruce and Marjorie Pratt were also early attendees, and we had an opportunity to inspect both Cairns before the arrival of the main convoy. There were many cars, and as usual a bus provided by the RSL. Our Cairn is in first class order and is a tribute to Bruce. Since we last saw it, he has grassed the area inside the fence up to the height of the brick surrounds. This makes for a neater and more natural appearance. Unfortunately one of the two gum trees died, and will have to be removed. Councillor Locke and his Shire Clerk, Bob Daisey, have agreed to do this. In fact most of the trees along the roadside drain are similarly affected, and Bruce thinks they are dying from pesticides being washed down from the nearby orchard. The Service followed the normal pattern. Wreaths were laid by Sub-branch officers, Shire President and 9th Division representatives. Bruce Pratt laid our wreath on the 9 Div Cairn, and Jock Logan the wreath on 2/30 Cairn. There were two wreaths in memory of E.F. Campbell (Fred) - one of these having been left at the Club, and both were placed in position by Doc Wilson. An older and younger woman laid a wreath for Pte. John A. Sandry, NX37501. Unfortunately they left quickly after the Service, and owing to pressure of other duties we did not have the desired opportunity to speak with them. Jack Black responded to the RSL President's welcome on behalf of the President and members of 2/30 Association. Alan McNickle recited the Ode, and Doc Wilson presented the Trophy to the most improved bandsman. The winner was Rolfe Stuebe, aged about eleven, and naturally rather overawed by the occasion. We also sought out the Guard commander, the regular Warrant Officer and the Cadet Officer from Scots School, and complimented them, and conveyed the Association's thanks. It is interesting to reflect that none of the Guard had then been born when the Cairn was dedicated - and our memories of that camp gate go back for a further 15 years or so, to 1941. Truly we are getting old. Councillor Locke told us he had attended every Service, except one, when he was overseas. Archdeacon Ellis has retired and is living in Bathurst. We asked Canon Vincent, who conducted our Service, to convey our good wishes. It seems that Archdeacon Ellis had a better attendance record even than Councillor Locke, as he attended every Service, and represented the Councillor at his request when he was overseas. We returned to the Club, and attended the Retreat ceremony outside the Club at 5.45. We then proceeded to the Carillon for the Retreat and lowering of Colours. There were only a dozen or so civilians present including the four of our party. A most efficient Guard was again provided by Cadets of St. Stanislaus' College. It appears that the All Saints Cadets no longer operate. The only Service we did not attend was a Sunset Service at the Cemetery. We were not directly invited, and as Club officials were appealing over the PA system for drivers, we did not feel obligated. Our car had long since been returned to the motel. After the Retreat we returned to the Club and later in the evening dined as guests of the President. We appreciated this further hospitality. Jock Logan left on the early morning flight on Saturday. We called at the Club to farewell Col Watson, and travelled back to Sydney in easy stages, lunching at the Windsor RSL on the way. FAR NORTH COAST Ex-P.O.W. ASSOCIATION REUNION DINNER - LISMORE Our Far North Coast Correspondent furnished a report on the Dinner, which was held on 22nd February last, but unfortunately, it arrived after the stencils had been cut for last MAKAN and printing was under way. We quote from the report: About 60 members, wives and families, gathered at the Memorial for the wreath-laying ceremony at 5.30 p.m. which, as usual, was conducted by Archdeacon Robinson. The Archdeacon has conducted this service ever since the first Dinner, and although he has long since retired, he continues this service for us each year. We then adjourned to the R.S.L. Club, where we were joined by quite a few more, bringing our numbers up to 130. As usual, it was an excellent affair, marred only by the sombre note when we observed a minute's silence for a Past President of the Association, Dennis Kelly and his wife Mary (8 Div Sigs) both of whom had been killed in a freak accident a few weeks earlier. Dennis and Mary had been Licensees of the Gollan Hotel in Lismore for some six years, from where they transferred to the Kempsey Hotel/Motel. They were a very popular couple, and there was always a warm welcome for any of the boys passing through Kempsey. Our Battalion was well represented at the Dinner, and amongst those present were: Tom Nixon (HQ Coy), from Sydney; Tom and Norma Grant (C Coy) from Murwillumbah; Harry and Dot Riches (HQ Coy) from Brunswick Heads; Martin and Betty Wallwork (HQ Coy) from Billinudgel; Joe and Sybil Johnston (D Coy) from Lockrow; Len and Win Clavan (HQ Coy) from Tintenbar; Harry and Ethel Rhodes (B Coy) and Jack and Iris Collins (HQ Coy) from Grafton; Artie and Nancy Power (D Coy) and Bill and Flo Sorenson (D Coy) from Kyogle; Ron and Gwen Sweeney (C Coy) and Jimmy and Frances Small (C Coy) from Casino; and a local contingent comprising Jack and Win Korn (A Coy), Don and Daphne McKenzie (C Coy), Bob and Shirley Robinson (B Coy) and Eva Standing (Widow of Ted - HQ Coy) who also had with her, daughter Lorna and son Kevin and his wife, Betty. The Wallwork's also had their daughter and son-in-law with them. BOWLS GROUP - VISIT TO EAST CESSNOCK Following arrangements made by Jack Fell with his Club, several bowling members of the Association gathered at East Cessnock Bowling Club for the weekend 24/25 May last. Norm Lee, Jack Maclay, Snow Mason, Kevin Ward and George Winchester journeyed by car from Sydney, via the historic Old Newcastle Road, and on arrival on Saturday morning were joined by Jack Clune, Jack Fell, Andy Hyslop, Keith Jones and Jim Webster. Non-playing members, Horrie Drayton, Dick Fisher, Fred Hume, Arthur Purdon and Sid Stephens were joined by Vera Fell and her sister, Thora Jones, Win Mason and Dorothy Ward; and they went with the others on a visit to Drayton's Bellevue vineyard, which had been arranged by Jack Fell. Apart from the wine tasting, members were able to stock up their cellars cheaply. On Saturday afternoon, East Cessnock provided a four and two triple teams to match our Group, and though Jack Fell's team went down 28 - 8, wins were recorded by Andy Hyslop's team, 22 - 16 and Jack Maclay's team, 21 - 19. A most pleasant meal at the Club in the evening was followed by a very interesting showing of slides in the Board Room by Ken Astill (8 Div HQ) who had recently returned from a trip to Singapore and had taken lots of photos of the old familiar places. On the Sunday morning, a friendly game with members of the Club came out even, and at the conclusion, one of the East Cessnock members, Peter Most, visited his butcher's shop and provided the steaks for a delightful barbecue at Jack's and Vera's home. And so to home in the late afternoon, having thoroughly enjoyed a most entertaining weekend. Our members wish to express their extreme gratitude for the friendship and entertainment extended to them throughout the visit - to Ken Astill for his slides, Peter Most for his most generous provision of the barbecue steaks and the President and members of the East Cessnock Club, who crowned a period of real friendship with an invitation to make the visit an annual event over the Queen's Birthday Weekend. Mere words are inadequate to express their thanks to Jack and Vera, and the members of their family who were roped in to help them, for making possible such an enjoyable weekend. ANNUAL GENERAL MEETING The Annual General Meeting was held at the Combined Services Club on 17th April last, with a disappointingly low attendance of Members. The Annual Report and Financial Statements, which had been circulated to all members with the previous issue of MAKAN, were received and adopted without dissent. All Office Bearers and the Committee of the Central Executive were re-elected to their various positions, unopposed; and no matters of general business were brought forward. The matter of the very poor attendance at our General Meetings was raised, and it was advised that sister Associations appeared to find it desirable to hold their Annual General Meetings on Anzac Day, at functions held after the March. During the discussion which followed it was pointed out that most organisations, Clubs and even Public Companies generally found it difficult to obtain reasonable attendances at their Annual General Meetings; and it was generally agreed that our Get-together after the March ought not to be interrupted by the holding of an Annual General Meeting in conjunction with it. Although lack of attendance probably indicated that members generally were satisfied with the manner in which the Executive administered the affairs of the Association, it was felt that a practical expression of that satisfaction by attendance at Meetings and an interest in the election of Office Bearers was most desirable. PENSIONS It had been hoped to publish in this issue information concerning the promised increases in Pensions and the lifting of the means test for Service Pensions with respect to veterans of 70 years of age and over. Unfortunately, the information was not available at the time of going to Press. Full details will be furnished with next issue of MAKAN. LAST POST ROBERT GEORGE LAWSON (C Coy): He died, suddenly and peacefully in his sleep, from a heart attack, on 21st April last, at the age of 63. An original member of C Coy and a Maori extraction, Bob was of a quiet, somewhat reserved nature, but his ready wit and an ever present smile, together with his willingness to lend a helping hand on all occasions, made him a popular member of the Company. Although he successfully weathered the fighting, Bob contracted dysentery, and was admitted to Hospital within a few days of arriving at Changi as a P.O.W. His continued indifferent health kept him off all major Work Parties until towards the end of hostilities, when he went on "X1" Tunnelling Party in Johore. Unfortunately, Bob did not maintain contact with the Association following his return from the War, so details concerning his marital status or occupation are not available. However, it is understood that Bob married after his return, but details concerning his family are not known. He was cremated at the Woronora Crematorium on 23rd April, and as knowledge of his death and cremation did not reach us until after the events, we were unable to be represented at his funeral service. To his surviving family and relatives we extend our deepest sympathy. We were very saddened to learn of the sudden death, during the course of the Anzac Day March at Newcastle, of Ronald Webster, aged 55, youngest brother of Jim Webster (B Coy). Ron had suffered the odd spasms with his heart but, as late as the Wednesday before Anzac Day, he had received clearance from his Doctor to participate. He was leading his special Band as Drum Major (the Police Citizens Junior Pipe Band - by far the largest in Newcastle) and was within a few yards of the finishing point, when he suffered the immediately fatal heart attack. Jim was there, and cannot speak too highly of the service rendered by the Ambulance attendants, who were on the spot and, in particular, the efforts of a Salvation Army lass, whom Jim declares exhausted herself in her efforts to revive Ron; but all to no avail. Having served in New Guinea during the War, Ron devoted his spare time on his return to youth activities. In his earlier years he had been a representative Surf Life Saver, and he continued that interest by his prominence in the Surf Life Saving Association, particularly with regard to the 'Nippers'. Jim had been largely responsible for bringing the Junior Pipe Band up to size and excellent standard which it enjoyed, and when advancing years and bad legs (rather wisdom and discretion) caused him to ease up, Ron took over the more active duties with the Band. A further sad feature of the tragedy was the death of Ron's son, as the result of a bike accident, just a fortnight before Anzac Day. The funeral service and procession on 28th April was a very large affair, complete with Police escort and traffic control at all intersections; and a very large representation from both the civic and sporting communities. Surely no Scotsman - particularly a Returned Ex-Serviceman, in full Drum Major's Uniform and leading his own Pipe Band on an Anzac Day March - who collapsed and died immediately, with his boots on, could ever wish for a more fitting end. To Jim and his family, and to Ron's widow and family, we extend our deepest sympathy in their two tragic losses. WE WILL REMEMBER THEM NEWS, VIEWS AND WHOS WHOS When the Editor became aware that he couldn't attend on Anzac Day, he took the risk and gave the Office Boy a further title: Cub Reporter. The Boy immediately armed himself with paper and a biro, put a new battery in his Hearing Aid, and set off, full of importance. Unfortunately, his loud-speaking system broke down - or the combined sounds from the milling group were just too much for it - and the cacophony of sound (or complete silence) which greeted him was so disconcerting that a very dejected and disappointed Cub Reporter retired early from the Forbes Tavern, with his pages blank. However, he did manage to pounce on Jock McKenzie (B Coy) at the Assembly Point, and fine him $2 for being Regimentally naked - without a badge and a tie. The Boy reckons that it is the hardest $2.00 he ever earned for the Association, and suggests that someone bigger and stronger than him has a go at it next time. He reckons that Jock argued and resisted so strenuously that pulling a tooth out of him would have been a much easier assignment than extracting the $2.00. The Boy was at the point of giving up the struggle when Jock produced his money pouch, and after the swarm of moths had cleared, he handed the Boy $2.00, almost with tears in his eyes. Jock declared that it was the only amount he ever won at two-up at Tamworth, and he had kept it as a reserve for a rainy day - he was so impressive with his sad tale that the Boy nearly gave the $2.00 back to him. In amongst the abuse and the Scotch burr (the Boy reckons Jock talks in a foreign language) it appeared that Jock flatly denied that he potted the card players at the "Q" Store to the Old Man, and he certainly didn't suggest that two-up was in progress the day when he drove the Old Man up to B Coy training area. Anyone who says he did is a lying progeny of careless and unmarried parents. About the only non-abusive item which emerged was the information that Jock's father, a W.W. 1 veteran and a mere stripling off 97, is still able to enjoy life and a wee drop of doings; and he is keeping reasonably well - apparently Jock hasn't tried to run over him with the tractor of late. Fortunately, Alan Pryde doesn't have to wear a Hearing Aid, so we received some pars from him; and we quote: Wally Scott (A Coy) was up from Fairy Meadow on Anzac Day and did the full rounds, despite the fact that he is not in good health. He has Parkinson's disease (which seems, and we hope is the case, to be in a reasonably controlled state). He has other health problems also, but was quite cheerful and seemed to well enjoy the personal reunions before, during, and after the march. Keith Richardson (HQ Coy) came down from the Lismore area by train, to join us on the march and to spend a week with an ex-District colleague (ex 18th Battalion, and "A'" Force) who now lives at Bondi, Noel Johnston knows both of them and their immediate Lismore area very well and had a long talk with them about mutual acquaintances in the District. Keith has had encounters with several of our Northern Rivers men since the reunion of Ex-POW's at Ballina R.S.L. in August, 1974. Harry Riches of Brunswick Heads, Artie Power of Kyogle, Bill Robinson of Burleigh Heads, "Dadda" Olley and Harry Teasdale of Lismore area. It seems unfortunately, that Harry Teasdale has been in rather poor health. Our best wishes were conveyed to him through word of mouth and in this bulletin. As far as can be recalled it was Keith's first appearance at a Sydney Anzac Day March, although he is a regular at the Lismore commemorations each year. We were very pleased to see him. He appeared to be fit and well and had nothing to say about any health problem. Keith turned 65 fairly recently and was retired then from his job at Lismore Base Hospital. It has been disclosed that he was, among other tributes, given a written laudation of the highest order for his wonderful service to the Hospital. Since his retirement, Keith has begun dairying on his small property at Tullera, near Lismore. He had no word of complaint to make, but questioning indicated that it was very hard work and that the returns are quite poor. The impression came that the big dairying co-ops - bulk milk depots, etc.- impose very strong stipulations on the producers. For example, sealed access roads, installation of stainless steel vats and similar requirements can be almost, if not utterly, out of reach of relatively small dairy farm operators. A lot of us "City slickers" would be most interested to have a good long account of this subject to print in Makan. You hear about us, let us hear more about your personal and occupational doings, and country life in general. Back to the personal note, Keith's son, Kevin, recently married and continues to live in the Lismore area. Ron Foster (B Coy), a Committee member of the Association until his job precluded continuation, was on the Anzac Day March. Ron has an extremely significant position in the Public Service Association of N.S.W. He makes regular and frequent visits to a large number of cities and towns throughout the State as the representative, liaison officer, advisor of the P.S.A. Much of his time is spent away from Sydney. A recent excursion took him to the Riverina, where he contacted Terry O'Rourke (C Coy), by telephone in Narrandera. Terry is (as in most things he engages in) a big shot in the Forestry Commission in the area. He sent his regards to all the Association members, etc., particularly to C. Coy. personnel. It is reported that he keeps very well. He must be, as he has a multitude of jobs on hand. Apart from being Secretary of the Murrumbidgee District Branch of the Public Service Association and a Country Councillor for the P.S.A., we know that he is Secretary of the R.S.L., etc. in Narrandera. What does he do in his spare time? Graham McLeod (BHQ) came up from Wollongong as usual, to join in the Anzac Day proceedings. Graham operates what he describes as a "small venture" in second-hand car dealing in the Wollongong area. Some words were heard about him having a Rolls Royce and Mercedes Benz for sale in his car yard, but he brushed this inference aside. Be that as it may. Word came to us from Wollongong that Graham had an encounter with Wally Scott of Fairy Meadow, at their local garbage dump recently. It has been alleged (quite erroneously, of course) that, since then, word has been drifting around the Wollongong area that Graham gathers most of the cars for his yard from the dump. Naturally, this aroused THE McLEOD ire to the point that he was considering taking legal action for slander. It is understood that legal opinion persuaded him not to proceed. (They reckoned that he does not have an irrefutable case.) We have been very happy to see big Jim Saunderson (B Coy) on the Anzac Day Marches in recent years. Despite extreme eyesight difficulties arising from his P.O.W. experiences, Jim went through the March with much more aplomb than many of us. Jim was with "A" Force throughout our P.O.W. days, and spent some 18 months at the notorious 105 kilo mark (Three Pagoda Pass) on Burma-Siam railway construction, and all the camps from Thanbyuzayat to Kanburi. It was great to see him again. Snowy Stevens (HQ Coy) was at the March, and didn't let the information out there; but, subsequently informed us that he has decided to give away leaning on a shovel as a Water Board Foreman as from 6th June; when he will retire,18 months before normal time and after 39 years service with the Board. He and Evelyn plan a World Trip next February. Gary Evans (A Coy) on the other hand, was not at the March. But that is easily understandable - daughter Lesley, who lives in Brisbane, produced Matthew John Kendall on 15th April last, and Gary and Marie just had to beat it hot foot for Brisbane to drool over their qualifying entry in the Grandpa Stakes. Alan Charlton (HQ Coy) has kept us well informed of his doings since his retirement on 31st January last. Since, as he put it Yvonne is now keeping him, he seems to be able to get around the Shows with his cobber, Bob Martin (HQ Coy), who seems to be able to keep a bit of loot rolling in from his successes with the axe at wood chops. Alan recently saw Frank Hannan (HQ Coy) in Wollongong, and was informed that although Frank has to wear a hearing aid these days, he is keeping very well. Alan also saw Ray and Betty Sharples (C Coy), both of whom looked very well, but Alan advised that he could not persuade Ray to join up with the Association. When going through Berry last February, he passed Stewart Blow's (HQ Coy) place, and saw Stewart doing a 'Tom Sawyer' on the fence. He pulled up for a yarn, and reports that Stewart appeared well, but he (Alan) couldn't see much of him for white paint. Alan is currently jousting in the lists with Repat., in connection with pension for his various eye disabilities, which include glaucoma, and which really caused his early retirement from work; but advises that he and Yvonne are otherwise keeping well. Naturally, Sybil Johnston had to send in Joe's (D Coy) Subs from Knockrow, and though she was flat to the boards, she managed to add, a few items of news. They recently had a visit from Bob and Betty Wells (D Coy), but the Wells had hardly arrived when 24 inches of rain fell, so they had to beat a hasty retreat, to avoid being flood-bound. The Johnston's are well. Ken and Joe are flat out preparing for the next cane plant - their present crop has so far withstood the floods satisfactorily. Cheryl did well at Teachers' College last year, and is now in Second Year, and Greg is doing O.K. in his job in Sydney; and plans to marry early in July next. Barbara Lloyd (Widow of David - C Coy) joined the ' naughty but nice' Club by sending in a sizeable donation from Hunters Hill, to help MAKAN along, about which she had some nice things to say. Having discoursed at some length on this subject in last MAKAN, there is little more we can say beyond "Thank you so much for your practical expression of appreciation." Doughy White (HQ Coy) was so late sending in his Subs that he fined himself and added it as a donation to a sufficient remittance from Bexley to put him in an advance position. For the first time, ever, Doughy gave us some news of the White family. It appears that he and Marge are keeping reasonably well, though Doughy has a certain amount of trouble with his feet - currently the subject of argument with Repat as to the amount of pension. For the present he is continuing with the baking. business, but would like to be able to retire - at least next year at the age of 61. The Whites have two sons, both married. So far, the elder son, Glenn, has produced their entry in the Grandpa Stakes, with a beautiful granddaughter, Rachel Gai; and is expecting a further addition in June next. Younger son, Stephen, has been married for three years, but he and his wife have not produced and Grandpa Stakes entries as yet. Stephen recently joined the Commonwealth Police Force in Canberra. Usually promptly off the mark, Neil Huntley (B Coy) had to be reminded about his Subs, so he fined himself a pretty sizeable amount and added it as a donation to his remittance from Port Macquarie - the remittance being of sufficient magnitude to keep the Chief Correspondent off his back for quite a few years to come. Neil advised that he and Molly were keeping reasonably well, though they find that they are slowing down a bit; which means that they are another couple to join the Club - quite a few of us aren't getting any younger these days. Fortunately for our finances, this fining habit seems to have affected quite a few of our members. George Winchester (C Coy) had a rude suggestion to make about his donation when writing in from Pymble, but added no news beyond the fact that Lee was off to N.Z. for a couple of weeks, and daughter, Paula, was still in London. Don Sutherland (D Coy) was also pretty brief in the covering note with his donation from Bowen, merely mentioning that he had spent a couple of months in the Bowen and Greenslopes Hospitals. (It is hoped that you are now on the up and up, Don - Ed.) Jack Conn (HQ Coy) was a bit more expansive in his note with his donation, when writing from Port Macquarie. The lengthy Last Post in the December MAKAN saddened him considerably, and Jack reckons we all ought to slow down a bit and enjoy things a bit more before it is too late. Jack advised that he and Agnes, and the family, were all well, though Agnes had had the misfortune to lose her mother, aged 84, early in December last. (We extend our deepest sympathy to Agnes and Jack, and their family in this sad loss - Ed.) When covering his donation with a letter from Matraville, Don Devey (HQ Coy) advised that although he was still working, he had had to drop cricket and tennis - largely through arthritis and an odd ulcer; and he was slowing down a bit and spending his spare time in the garden. The Devey family is quite grown up, with the elder, a girl (23) recently married and a High School Teacher, and finishing off a couple of subjects at the University for her degree. Their younger, a boy (20) is still at the University. Don advised that he spent Christmas 1973 at the P.O.W. cottage, at Yamba, and he can thoroughly recommend it to anyone. His only complaint was that the trawlers had taken all the fish out of the river. He hoped to do a Singapore trip next Christmas, and would appreciate advice from any of the boys who. have done the trip as to where to stop etc. It is understandable that Don (Lieut) Garner (B Coy) should be in a bit of a hurry when sending his donation in from Nambucca Heads - he and Judith look after a Motel there. He did mention, however, that they had had a visit from Frank Rampling (HQ Coy) and family, who spent a few nights there; and an overnight stay by Len Barnes (HQ Coy) and a Tongan friend. Don remarked on Len's memory for past events, and reckoned that it seemed to get sharper as the bottle of Drambuie lessened. Harry Wilson (B Coy) was very brief with his note covering his donation from Manly. He merely mentioned that he expected to be going into the R.G.H. in January for an operation for a cataract on the left eye - the one that Major Orr had attended to in Changi. Harry hoped to be on deck on Anzac Day. Heather McClelland rounded off Max's (HQ Coy) Sub with a donation, when writing in from Granville. Her note was very brief, and merely advised that Max has not been the best of late. Of course, Phyl Stuart had to send in Lloyd's (D Coy) Subs from Rockdale, and had the usual remarks about husbands who won't write letters. Some of them also find excuses for not finishing the painting round the joint - Lloyd developed a convenient bad back, so it looks as though Phyl will have to finish the job. Lloyd has his ups and downs, but seems much more relaxed since he retired in July last. He still manages to get in a bit of golf - even to popping up now and then to win a trophy. Geoff Alcock (B Coy) was very brief when sending in his Subs from Thornleigh, but he did manage to advise that he and Val have a qualifying entry in the Grandpa Stakes. Oldest daughter, Ruth, has presented them with a grandson, Christopher. The only complaint Geoff had was that it is a heck of a long trip to see their grandson - right up to the Northern Territory. Bob Wells (D Coy) had to get a reminder about Subs, so he sent in enough from Gresford to put him in an advance position. In his usual breezy style, Bob included some news with his remittance, from which we quote: Betty is well - I am well - Margaret is well - Ken is well - Trevor is well and Julie is well - we're a well lot of Wells, aren't we? Rural report: not so good. Beef prices scandalous, milk hard to get, as we are in the grip of a drought (mid-February, 1975). Rates and taxes difficult to meet - kids education costing a packet - wages bill getting higher and higher. But we are not done for yet. Something better happen soon, though - things must improve. Bob will be down in Sydney for a few days, early in June, so there is no reason why he should not make contact with some of his old mates then. Our oldest member, Bob Skinner (HQ Coy, who will be 79 this year) still writes with a firm hand, but finds it's bit up-hill living on his own. He sent in enough Subs in Advance from Belmore to ensure that he will be with us for a long time if he is going to cut the amount out - we sincerely hope that he does. John Kreckler (HQ Coy) got a bit tired of being needled by the Chief Correspondent, so he sent in enough to obtain freedom from worry for a few years. John is keeping well, and expected to go off on Long Service Leave as from early February. Jack Black (HQ Coy) had a reasonable enough excuse for being a bit late with his Subs from Manly - he was away on holidays, casting his eyes over the beauties in Fiji - so, when he did get around to doing it, he made sure that he won't have to worry for a few years; and he then proceeded to fine himself a sizeable amount, which he sent in as a donation. Derek Smith (A Coy) was bright and early sending in his Subs from Bargo, but he still added a donation to his remittance. From his accompanying letter we gathered that the Smiths are pretty well tied up with the R.S.L. in Bargo. Ethel has been President of the Ladies Auxiliary for the past ten years and Derek has been Hon. Treasurer of the Sub-Branch for the past three years. The Smith children, three girls and a boy have now all left school, and have all shared their father's love of soccer. Bernard plays a very good game at half back, and all the girls have played at one time or another. As a matter of fact, Janet the eldest, married and living in Southport, Q., still plays for a Queensland Team. Derek, Ethel and Bernard planned to visit Janet early in the New Year, when they hoped to catch up with Vince O'Reilly (A Coy). Billie Melrose sent in Les' (HQ Coy) Subs from Matraville and rounded off the remittance with a donation. Billie brought us up to date with the Melrose family, and advised that eldest son David, and his wife have produced their qualifying entry in the Grandpa Stakes with Rachael (now 7 months old). Les has been a bit better of late and is very proud of his vegetable garden. Sue has finished her exams and is now a draftswoman with the Water Board; while youngest, Warwick (15) is a keen footballer, and is now rowing for the Maroubra Surf Club. Lyn Booth (A Coy) managed to sneak off sufficient time from Arbitration Courts etc. towards the end of 1974 to spend three weeks in Singapore with Betty and their two youngest. They enjoyed it thoroughly, and Lyn advised that he had every good intention of letting us have a detailed account of their travels early in the New Year. Fortunately, he advised the Editor not to hold his breath while awaiting the report - it hasn't come to hand as yet. Another who decided to get freedom from worry about Subs was Arthur Buckingham (B Coy), so he sent in enough from Arncliffe to attend to that matter. He even added some news with his covering letter. The Buckingham's have sold their home at Connell's Point, and Claire, Buck and youngest daughter are presently living in a rented place at Arncliffe. He mentioned that they hoped eventually to build a house on a few acres they have near Forster - which looks as though it will be a rural life for them in the future. Having visited Tonga some eighteen months back and having fallen in love with the place, Buck confirmed all the nice things which Honey Barnes had to say about it in the Nov/Dec MAKAN. Buck also had a trip through the Northern Territory to Darwin - fortunately before the cyclone struck - per medium of Pacific Coaches and can thoroughly recommend the trip. He reckons that air-conditioned coaches, with stereo etc, are a lot better than the steel rice trucks he once travelled in. Ken Forward (C Coy) was another who wanted to get the Chief Correspondent off his back, so he sent in enough from Yagoona to put him well in advance. His accompanying note was a bit brief, but he did mention that he and the family were all in good health, as were also the Forward entries in the Grandpa Stakes, Craig (3)and Kim (18 months; Ken asked Craig recently what he wanted to be when he grew up, and got the immediate reply: "A bloody man, Poppy". Which would appear to indicate that the kids of today have all the answers.) John Korsch (C Coy) sent in his Subs from Grafton, and used up the back of the Circular to add a bot of news. John has virtually retired; and he and Dulcie had a good trip around N.S.W., visiting their children, who seem to be well spread over the Countryside. They visited their youngest son, Barry, who is married, teaches Science at Binnaway, but lives at Coonabarabran; and second son Ken, who is also married and has completed his third year in the Art Department at Lithgow High School. Until recently, John believed that both sons were not much interested in whether the Korsch's qualified for the Grandpa Stakes, but it now looks as though Ken and his wife will provide the entry. Their next major port of call was Newcastle, where daughter, Veronica, has now completed her first of a four-year course in Art Teaching. They then journeyed home via the Coast road, so missed out calling on their eldest, Russell, who lectures at the Armidale Teachers College; and who was then flat out, trying to finish his thesis. John regretted that he omitted to take his List of Members with him, so he didn't call on anyone until they reached Nambucca Heads, where they spent the night with Don and Judy Garner (B Coy) at their Motel. John reported the Korsch family as being well. Tom Nixon (HQ Coy) sent in his Subs from Randwick and advised that he recently had five week's holiday up the North Coast and spent some time at Brunswick Heads, where he and Harry Riches (HQ Coy) used to plod along the beach each morning at 6.00 a.m. and put the light out at Byron Bay. Tom advised that he was going up again in February, to check on Harry and the light, and to attend the Reunion at Lismore. (It is noticed that he was listed as being present by our Correspondent - Ed). Youngest daughter, Dianne, gained her Bachelor of Social Studies degree at Sydney University last year, which made Tom and Nicky very proud parents. Ted Skuse (A Coy) sent his Subs from Tuncurry and advised that neither he nor Edna have been enjoying the best of health of late, particularly Edna, who has had a few spells in Taree Hospital; where Paddles Clune (A Coy) does the right thing and keeps a watchful eye on her. Ted has joined Taree R.S.L. and Club, which has been a handy port of call when he has had occasion to visit Edna, in hospital. Ted has met quite a few of our chaps, passing through and in the surrounding area, as well as some from "A" Force, including Roy Harden: whom the Office Boy should know well enough as, amongst other things, he was Best Man at his wedding. Max Ross (D Coy) actually got his fingers to work a bit, so he celebrated by sending in his Subs from Carlton; thus proving to Verna that he can do the right thing upon occasions. Max was hoping to see a specialist surgeon through Repat with a view to ascertaining whether he could obtain any relief with operative treatment. Max reported the family as all well, with Verna and youngest son Colin, still continuing to get in as much golf as possible. Eldest son, Greg was married last year, and moved into a new home just before Christmas; so Max reckons that he might make the Grandpa Stakes one of these days. Daughter, Kay, seems to have the travel bug which most girls get before they settle down - she was off on a Yankee Air Trip Holiday early in March. Just when the Editor was firmly convinced that the typing and stencil cutting was no longer a problem, Chris announced that her husband had received a U.S.A. appointment, which would mean that he would be out of Australia from early May until the end of the Year. Quite naturally; Chris and sons, Jason and Simon, have also gone to the U.S.A; and things looked a bit grim on the MAKAN typing front. However, the Office Boy did a bit of enquiring (possibly coupled with a lot of persuasion) around the block of Units where he resides, and produced Honey, mother of Rachelle (2 months) who has kindly agreed to help us out, for the time being at all events. So you are receiving this issue of MAKAN on time, and if the Boy can continue with his persuasion, and Honey can put up with the Editor's eccentricities, Readers may be lucky. enough to receive future issue, on time. Here's hoping. Back to 1975 index or Main Index |