Gareth67
First Grade
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I was born in the Rosslyn Hospital Arncliffe and my first 12 months were in the Herne Bay settlement.
Whilst not a family photo this is certainly typical of the camp of which my 2 elder brothers have memories of.
Shortly after we relocated to the new HC estate in Peakhurst and remained there until mid 70's (mum & dad had purchased the house and ultimately sold and went to the ACT) so I then flew the coup to rent a half house in Carrington St Hurstville basically backing onto Dora Street near Hurstville Oval.
My land lady there was the favourite aunty of the great Harry Wells (real name Wills) who used to visit from time to time and was a lovely bloke.
Whilst there found a lost dog at Kurnell and couldn't keep him at the half a house so then moved to Kingsgrove and rented a house off Ron Bramley the local (actually lived in Lugarno) real estate agent.
Been a St George die hard my entire life and no doubt some of the other older guys will also remember the wonderful school holiday footy camps at the mighty Kogarah Jubilee
Oval.
For me I came into the world at King George V hospital at Camperdown . My first memory was of the Army Barracks at Merrylands , the semi-circular corrugated steel huts where we lived until I was about 3 years of age whilst Dad scraped enough money together for a deposit on a new Housing Commission home at Dundas Valley .
All bush in those days , the house came with the complimentary red belly back snake and the odd goanna lizard as well as the steam train at Carlingford station .
O.T. the photo in your post immediately brought me back to those days except that the roofs on your units were on a 45 degree angle . Tough times then , but kids being kids could still enjoy life and perhaps made them realize that life wasn’t always going to be smooth sailing .
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I am sure that if the man went way , way down South or way up North he would find himself gainful employment with one of the Murdoch clubs .
