Things didn’t get much easier after the war. Though mum enjoyed school, learning Latin and guitar and being a good middle distance runner, when granddad got sick she had to leave school and earn an income to help support her family. She never finished her matriculation, I think one of the reasons she was so keen to see her children get a good education and so proud when we both graduated from university, the first in our family. Her first job was in the old Coles 200 store in Bourke St Melbourne, which stood long enough for both of us to have fond memories of the mezzanine cafeteria on our trips to Melbourne. After that she worked as a telephonist at Allens Music, but she had a yearning to see Australia and left there to take up a position as a governess on a station north of Mildura. It was there that she met Dad and decided he was the one for her,and they were married at St Mark’s church in East Brighton on 16 September 1967. Her two daughters soon followed.
Mum taught
us to love reading and learning and to go out and find answers ourselves on all
the topics that interested us. She
always took an active interest in our educations, helping out at school, volunteering
in the canteen, supervising homework, never missing parent-teacher nights.
Mum never
worked outside the home after we moved to Moama, undertaking childminding at
home instead, and over a dozen children spent their days being looked after by
mum. She followed the lives of all of
them as they moved through our home, and on to school themselves.