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November 2009 
Father
Posted on Jan 12th, 2008
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Leo
Leo
My well remembered Father.
Dad, my well remembered father.
Pleased to have had you there. It was all good for me in retrospect.
The strap wasnt much fun, but, some how,
every thing seems to be what was required at the time.
Hope you are happy and content now, having done the hard yards here.
Would have liked to have done you prouder with-in your seeing.
Mother remembers you proudly and with on going affection.
Love you always dad.
Hoping to occupy the position only a peer can accomodate in times to come.
Who knows what lies before us.
At a young age this man left his family home never to return, improvising and making do as he went north along the west coast of Australia at a time when the "out back" was rarely traversed by any other than a pioneering spirit.
His unplanned excursion continued till he went , nearly full circle, meeting mother in a small country town, where he set about putting down roots,
fathering 3 boys and committing him self to his new family.
On one memorable occasion while attending primary school in grade 2 apparently i managed to frustrate a teacher so much that, while in the playground the teacher took up a limb fallen from a nearby tree and hit me on the head with it. My father, on hearing of this was beset with rage. The teacher had decided to leave town quickly and my father gave hot persuit losing the scent some 300 miles away deprived of the opportunity for revenge.
Dad, my well remembered father.
Pleased to have had you there. It was all good for me in retrospect.
The strap wasnt much fun, but, some how,
every thing seems to be what was required at the time.
Hope you are happy and content now, having done the hard yards here.
Would have liked to have done you prouder with-in your seeing.
Mother remembers you proudly and with on going affection.
Love you always dad.
Hoping to occupy the position only a peer can accomodate in times to come.
Who knows what lies before us.
At a young age this man left his family home never to return, improvising and making do as he went north along the west coast of Australia at a time when the "out back" was rarely traversed by any other than a pioneering spirit.
His unplanned excursion continued till he went , nearly full circle, meeting mother in a small country town, where he set about putting down roots,
fathering 3 boys and committing him self to his new family.
On one memorable occasion while attending primary school in grade 2 apparently i managed to frustrate a teacher so much that, while in the playground the teacher took up a limb fallen from a nearby tree and hit me on the head with it. My father, on hearing of this was beset with rage. The teacher had decided to leave town quickly and my father gave hot persuit losing the scent some 300 miles away deprived of the opportunity for revenge.
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