The East Avenue Advocate Incorporating The Cudmore Terrace Chronicle The Third and Final Edition
The Pub That Time Forgot A Word from the Editor by John Tons I know there was some debate about the venue but in retrospect the Alberton was perfect. Those of us who knew the Port in the 60s and 70s would have been reassured that the same weather beaten guy is still wandering around flogging tickets for the meat tray raffle. Even the chook that gave up its long and hard life for my chicken parmi was just as I remembered it from days gone by. (Mind you Raggs punctured a hole in the fabric of time by asking the waitress for French Mustard. French Mustard! This is the Port, poor thing had almost a nervous break down as she hastily got out her texta and crossed out Tomato Sauce and wrote French Mustard) Fabric of time restored! If there ever was a venue that enabled us to travel back in time the Alberton was it. I was rudely taken out of this time warp to get Reg – a flat tyre had left him stranded – he needed a jack so I rode to the rescue with my jack. He no longer had an FJ but instead, thanks to a belated mid life crisis, had a natty red sports car with the rear passenger as flat as a tack. Reg’s car brought me back in to the present with a jolt. As I pulled up next to it I had a flash back to my uni days. There had been a similar red sports job with the identical flat tyre and then as now the owner had no jack. The owner was a hot final year student and here we were fresh out of school. We too had no jack and so to impress her I lifted it up, my mate put a block under it (we needed it Flinders was all hills and the Continued on Page 2
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Getting the Best from the Final Issue This edition is best seen in 2 page view in your pdf reader so you can see facing pages. Depending upon your version, View/Page Layout/Facing or View/ Page Display/ Two up or similar will get you there. There are links in this document to videos on YouTube. Where there is a YouTube logo there is a link. There are 15 in all. A complete list with clickable links is also on page 15. The long video that contains highlights of the whole night is linked to this logo above right too. If you’re not familiar with clickable-links in a pdf document, hover your mouse over the YouTube Logo (your mouse pointer should convert to a hand) and follow the instructions. It should take you to YouTube if you’re connected to the internet. If you have a problem let me know. And if it leads you to wonder. No, it’s just a hobby and Ford Avenue Productions doesn’t really exist but the email address and phone number do. See page 15. You could be forgiven for thinking that this is the Eugene edition. It just happens that his archives were open at the right time. Thanks Eug. Hope you enjoy it.
Leigh Below: Class photo with slight digital enhancement to match the 1967 version. See page 16.
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hand brake did not work.) changed the tyre and of course she never spoke to us again. All that flashed through my mind and I realised that I could no longer simply lift it up – I have enough trouble shifting the 20kg bags of dog food without picking up small cars. Not only that, with my knackered hip the idea of bending down and cranking the car up was daunting - so Reg not only brought me back in to the present but uncharitably reminded me that entropy had well and truly set in. But back we went in time - by now all had arrived. Even Bob Boston and Jim Fenoughty put in a guest appearance. As the evening progressed it seemed as if the years had dropped away we all dropped back in the sort of roles we had at school - maybe we have never left them. The roll call was particularly revealing - the moment Bernard stood up he dropped back in that familiar pose - chin jutting out that forward stance to assert his authority. The class clowns again performed - nothing seemed to have changed. A few of you commented on my last piece for the Advocate – affirming that for them too, there were dark days at school. Taj and I both went on to become teachers – and St Michaels had helped us be better teachers for we were determined not to be like the teachers we had suffered. But I hasten to add that as far as I am concerned that those of our former teachers that were there on the night were not part of that group we would rather not be reminded of. In fact as the anecdotes rolled out it seems that Bernard, Michael, Peter and David were more like youth leaders than teachers. They had virtually no training and were essentially learning on the job and if their role models were colleagues who distinguished their inadequacies as teachers by belting the daylights out of kids well then no wonder. Nor should we think St Michaels was atypical; at that time most schools were like that. In 1970 I taught at Thebarton’s Boys Tech. I had been working as a bouncer and so it seemed I was ideally suited to the job. The professional advice I was given was to beat the daylights out of the biggest kid and I would not have any trouble. Although I ignored that advice most teachers seemed to use the yard ruler as their only teaching aid. The stories from the staff room at St Michael’s were certainly consistent with my experience in my very first school.
He put down the phone and said “Watch and learn how to deal with Jehovah Witnesses”. He stripped naked and when the door bell rang he went to the door – threw it open and “We are just about through but I would be happy to make some time for you.” He came back, put on his clothes and we resumed our conversation as if nothing had happened – needless to say he was not bothered by JWs again. Religion was a theme that ran through the night in many of the conversations. Bill Yeo opened my eyes to something that had always been a puzzle to me. In 1959 my parents had been told that there was no room for me yet magically in 1964 there was. Perhaps it had something to do with the fact that I had spent the previous 2 years in a seminary for Bill told me that from year 10 on he confided to the brothers that he was considering the priesthood. It seemed from that moment on he became something of a favourite to the point where he was entrusted with the task of making sure that no one attended more than two prefect balls – in order to discharge that onerous duty he of course had to go to every ball himself. He assured me that it was sacrifice that he was pleased to make. No doubt all of you walked away from the evening with a host of stories but for me perhaps the highlight of the evening was to see Rob Keane. He was always a cheeky sod – a smart arse who was also a lot of fun. It seemed that someone decided to see how well he could cope and I think we all saw on the night that not only he is beating this illness he is also giving it the 2 finger salute – what better way to deal with life’s miseries? So will we do this again in 5 years time? Maybe we should take up my wife’s suggestion and have the reunion at St Michaels – she thinks it would serve as a warning to the kids of where they are headed. But maybe, just maybe where we are is not such a bad place.
The Red Card was Ready but Not Used. Some came close but the panel decided that no cards would be issued on the night.
But those of us who took leaving Physics with Paul Depasquale should not have been surprised. Paul told us that he was not qualified but that he would give it his best shot – most of us did rather well because we learnt with him rather than from him. Vincent told me that I should relate a story about an encounter I had with Paul Depasquale when we were both at Flinders. Paul was an inveterate collector of books (it got to the point where they took over his house at that stage he set up Pioneer books which I think he still runs.) In any event on one of my visits swapping some rare books he got a phone call from a neighbour. The East Avenue Advocate
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Recollections from a Rainy Night at Alberton (from a number of sources)
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uiseppi Geracitano was pleased to confirm that Rags had finally come to terms with his Italian roots – “He is not quite there yet but we are working on it.” Guiseppi has left the fleshpots of Melbourne and now provides Aromatic Therapy.
shame. It’s now ben endorsed y St John’s ( how appropriate he says!) here in SA and RACV in Victoria For details follow this clickable link: http://www.assureconnect.com.au/
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ernard Neville has become an adjunct – apparently he failed the subjunctive so La Trobe has stopped paying but he his holding on to his office.
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ill Yeo like many of us has been shifting and changing careers as his interests changed.
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hris Robb was told that he had not changed one little bit. However, a close examination of Maroon and Blue revealed that he definitely was not grey at school.
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evin Horsell seemed to have missed his vocation – instead of becoming a professional god botherer he should have become a pharmacist. Listening to him describe the efficacy of various medications was a lesson for us all.
y far the fittest was Michael Dwyer – resplendent in lycra he had cycled from Brighton. Dwyer, Tons and Doc Mc Kenzie are actively involved with the Transition Town Movement.
avid Lovell let the cat out of the bag – the only reason Bernie was accurate with the strap is because he had practised on David. That he belted a future colleague is one thing but how he managed to miss his hand and got his arm instead suggests that he did have some hand eye coordination problems.
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obert Adami received valuable legal advice. When we discovered that all those trucks we see rumbling around with Adami’s name displayed had at no stage sought his approval we recommended he demand some royalties. At $100 a truck Robert will never have to work again.
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oc Mckenzie is a peripatetic handyman. Have tool kit will travel. So if you have a problem call Doc.
eigh Johnson’s life became so hectic that he had to retire. A very busy man he has managed to cash in all those hours of daylight saving just to squeeze more hours in the day to get everything done.
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ony Elliott’s funeral business is booming. He arrived with measuring tape and was prepared to offer good deals as we all get ready to rage against the dying of the light.
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lushy confessed that at school he was a bit of a snob. Reg asked if that meant that he was now a complete snob. Of course Vincent did not favour Reg with a reply to such a crass retort.
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hose who were not there can be reassured that Raggs is still larger than life. Although his life has broadened he has managed to keep pace.
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eter Bracken was still pissed off at not being allowed to sing – having to mime along instead. He discovered that he was not an orphan.
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aj Orell is now teaching at Blackwood. He no longer plays chess but has become a collector of chess
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van de Favari is still keeping the electronics industry on the straight and narrow.
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tephen Jeisman is being supported by all of us. As a naval reserve officer he gets a tax free income – so next time Dick Olesinski gets in the water he should get some value from that investment and call out the Naval reserve.
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ndrew Furman has had a major identity crisis. When it came to getting his mortgage he discovered that all these years he had been living a lie. His birth certificate listed his name as Andrezj - a man he did not know existed. So who is the real Furman?
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e all felt sorry for Dick Olesinski. Told to pick up papers on his last day at school he has been doing it ever since and is now doing something with KESAB.
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t was interesting to observe that many of the class had 'colourful' memories about dear old Br Gregory. Although I don't have recurring nightmares, every time I read a novel and come across a sentence beginning with "And" or "But" I get this funny feeling and think to myself that this writer was never taught by Br Gregory. Lucky b@stard!
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ony Nelson’s quick wit hasn't changed. When the evening was coming close to an end, one of the hotel staff poked her head in the door and asked 3 or 4 of us “Is .............. still here?” Tony replied deadpan, “No, he died.” The waitress was not amused.
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ne of the twins was overheard to say "Ah Ragghianti, I can still remember that when it came to football you were the man!" It was late in the night!
sets.
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eg Coutts is still promoting Red Button – an emergency communication device that puts all his competitors to
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Thankyou to those who contributed to this page. And to the rest...You should have. Ed
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Sic Friatur Crustum Dulce That’s the way the Cookie Crumbles. Old Latin proverb
It’s a Date On the Sunday following the reunion a few folks got together with their partners. They resolved to meet 6 monthly. They’re meeting again for lunch at The Highway Hotel, 290 Anzac Highway, Plympton on Sunday 15 January 2012 and all are invited to join them. The East Avenue Advocate
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Olly’s Sporting Moments
Background: Taj taking a look at the Match Report on the night. Inset: Bottom Row second from left Orell second from right Olly
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School Song, War Cry or Whatever Some remembered the words but the words were different. There was a SMC “Song” and a College War Cry. The 1959 Swimming Carnival program included all the War Crys. The song came later. Some say it was Bernie Neville’s doing. Words are below. Close reading of the War Cries raises a lot of questions. The Editor suggests also that over time the words changed. Like “whish bang pop”. He says it was always zip bang pop! See the fun on YouTube SMC SCHOOL SONG Cheers, cheers for Old SMC, We’ll win whatever the battle may be Send a rousing cheer on high, Bring down the clouds from out of the sky! Whether the odds be great or small, Old SMC will win over all, While her loyal sons are marching Onward to victory!
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From the 29 July 2011
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Foto Album
Photos by David Lovell
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The St Michael’s
The Pen of my Aunt From left.. Dennis MacKay (as Madame), John Scroop, me as German Corporal - my opening line "Ve vound zis man vandering in ze voods".
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Festival of Drama
Julius Caesar: Murdered Caesar (Dennis MacKay on ground) with Antony - Elliott Dwyer Other photo: Vincent Plush last minute replacement for an ill (Michael Randle?) as Brutus addressing the conspirators about how to murder Caesar. Plush with notes in hand and George Ladzinski and Eugene Ragghianti on platform, John Scroop to the very right, Nicola Fazzilari (seated), Kevin Moriarty (I think) to the left. The other one next to Scroop, don't know the other. Photos from The Ragghianti Archives
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Then and Now These photos from the archives have something in common that will be immediately obvious to anyone with an eye for detail. Any guesses? Okay give up. Yes they are both taken on the oval at Beverley but from almost exactly the same spot. The top one is of Brady Rankine who tragically died far too young. The year is unknown. The middle one is of the Ceremonial Passing Parade in 1967 with Stephen Jeisman holding the sword. Photo from The Ragghianti Archives Photo from The Jeisman Archives
The bottom one was taken last week by an Advocate staff photographer sent out on assignment. He returned to the office slightly scarred saying that taking the photo was the easy part. Scaling the 2metre fence was the hard part. “Didn’t use to be like that.” he was told. The house with the chimney is the key. It’s still there and, like us, it hasn’t changed a bit. It’s obscured in the bottom photo. He took a photo of the rest of the school while he was there. See page 17.
Photo from last week
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Long before Superman, Batman and Buffy the Vampire Slayer, there was ......... St Michael!
Cudmore Confidential
1968
St. Michael, the Archangel Feast day - September 29th.
The name Michael signifies “Who is like to God?” and was the war cry of the good angels in the battle fought in heaven against Satan and his followers. Holy Scripture describes St. Michael as “one of the chief princes”, and leader of the forces of heaven in their triumph over the powers of Hell. He has been especially honoured and invoked as patron and protector by the Church from the time of the Apostles. Although he is always called “the Archangel”, the Greek Fathers and many others place him over all the angels - as Prince of the Seraphim. St. Michael is the patron of grocers, mariners, paratroopers, police and sickness. More here: (Not YouTube but a clickable link nevertheless.) http://www.catholic.org/saints/saint.php?saint_id=308
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June 1968. While some of us were enjoying freedom on the outside and others enduring Matric. again, Eugene was on the other side of the Pacific at the Senior Prom. Sources close to someone who should know say he’s pictured here with his then-girlfriend Barbara Thomas. They weren’t able to explain what the weird structure behind the happy couple was or why the fake grass didn’t quite extend to the extremity of the photograph. Cudmore Confidential wonders what became of Barbara.
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What happened in 1967?
Top 50 Songs of 1967
Governor-General – Lord Casey Prime Minister – Harold Holt (until 19 December) Premier of South Australia – Frank Walsh (until 1 June), then Don Dunstan Governor of South Australia – Lt General Sir Edric Bastyan
1. To Sir With Love, Lulu
3 February – Ronald Ryan becomes the last man hanged in Australia. 7 February – Black Tuesday in Tasmania – massive bushfires devastate much of the Tasmanian capital of Hobart and surrounding areas. 8 February – Gough Whitlam becomes leader of the ALP. 4 April – The Australian government announces it will not ban the oral contraceptive pill. 10 April. Graham Kennedy wins his third Gold Logie. 10 April – This Day Tonight, Australia's first national nightly TV current affairs program, premieres on ABC-TV, hosted by Bill Peach. 27 May Aboriginals are given the right to be counted in the national census after a national referendum and legislation changing citizenship laws. 1 June – Don Dunstan succeeds Frank Walsh as Premier of South Australia, after Walsh retires under pressure from his party. 15 June – ATV0 broadcasts the first colour television program. 29 June – The Tasmanian Government passes a Bill allowing the Hydro Electric Commission to construct a dam flooding Lake Pedder. 1 July – The postcode system is introduced throughout Australia. 5 July – The Seven Network premieres a new sitcom, My Name's McGooley, What's Yours? starring Gordon Chater. 8 July – John Newcombe wins the men's singles at Wimbledon. 26 July – The Groop wins Hoadley's Battle of the Sounds. 28 August – The popular ABC soap opera Bellbird begins . 9 September – Proposed changes to Queensland laws governing public demonstrations results in 3,500 people protesting in the streets of Brisbane. Queensland Police arrest 114 people. 23 September – Richmond defeats Geelong to win the 1967 VFL Grand Final. Sturt Football Club won the 1967 South Australian National Football League grand final, defeating Port Adelaide. 28 September – amendments to the South Australian Licensing Act came into effect ending the era of the Six o'clock swill. November – Johnny Farnham releases Sadie. 18 November – Dame Pattie, Australian challenger for the America's Cup was defeated by the American defender Intrepid which won the series 4–0. 30 December – Pen Duick III (France) won line honours in the 1967 Sydney to Hobart. Rainbow II (New Zealand) is the overall winner. 20 December General Motors Holden exports its 100,000th car and launches its first compact sedan, the Torana.
2. Happy Together, The Turtles 3. Windy, Association 4. Ode To Billie Joe, Bobby Gentry 5. I'm A Believer, The Monkees 6. Light My Fire, The Doors 7. Somethin' Stupid, Nancy Sinatra and Frank Sinatra 8. The Letter, Box Tops 9. Groovin', Young Rascals 10. Kind Of A Drag, Buckinghams 11. Little Bit O' Soul, Music Explosion 12. I Think We're Alone Now, Tommy James and The Shondells 13. Respect, Aretha Franklin 14. I Was Made To Love Her, Stevie Wonder 15. Come Back When You Grow Up, Bobby Vee and The Strangers 16. Sweet Soul Music, Arthur Conley 17. Can't Take My Eyes Off You, Frankie Valli 18. Never My Love, Association 19. Soul Man, Sam and Dave 20. Expressway To Your Heart, Soul Survivors 21. Apples, Peaches, Pumpkin Pie, Jay and The Techniques 22. Come On Down To My Boat, Every Mothers' Son 23. Incense And Peppermints, Strawberry Alarm Clock 24. Ruby Tuesday, The Rolling Stones 25. It Must Be Him, Vicki Carr 27. For What It's Worth, Buffalo Springfield 28. Gimme Little Sign, Brenton Wood 28. Love Is Here And Now You're Gone, Supremes 29. The Happening, Supremes 30. All You Need Is Love, Beatles 31. Release Me (And Let Me Love Again), Engelbert Humperdinck 32. Your Precious Love, Marvin Gaye and Tammi Terrell 33. Somebody To Love, Jefferson Airplane 34. Get On Up, Esquires 35. Brown Eyed Girl, Van Morrison 36. Jimmy Mack, Martha and The Vandella 37. I Got Rhythm, Happenings 38. A Whiter Shade Of Pale, Procol Harum 39. Don't You Care, Buckinghams 40. Then You Can Tell Me Goodbye, Casinos 41. Reflections, Diana Ross and The Supremes 42. On A Carousel, Hollies 43. Please Love Me Forever, Bobby Vinton 44. Alfie, Dionne Warwick 45. San Francisco, Scott Mckenzie 46. Silence Is Golden, Tremeloes 47. My Cup Runneth Over, Ed Ames 48. Up, Up And Away, Fifth Dimension 49. The Rain, The Park And Other Things, Cowsills 50. There's A Kind Of Hush, Herman's Hermits
The Australian cricket team, captained by Bob Simpson toured South Africa in 1966–67, losing the Test series 3–1. Jack Brabham was named 1966 Australian Man of the Year and the Queen awarded him Order of the British Empire. Jackie Stewart driving for the British Racing Motors team won While Leigh’s been busily finishing his first book (reading the Australian Grand Prix held at Warwick Farm Racecourse that is) Stephen Jeisman’s about to complete his first too. Harry Firth and Fred Gibson won the Bathurst 500 driving a Ford He’s writing a book about HMCS Protector. See page 14. XR Falcon GT.
Working on their First Books
Meanwhile, John Tons believes his PhD thesis would make a fine book. The working title is “Global Justice: A Rawlsian Perspective.” Continued on page 14. The East Avenue Advocate
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John explains it this way. “Much of contemporary philosophy is engaged in the task of working out what an ideal theory of global justice would look like. John Rawls develop a theory called Justice as fairness but people seem to think that cannot be applied to the world as a whole. I think I have cover of Stephen’s Book. Available managed to show that it The soon at all disreputable book shops. Get can be and should be.” one before they go out of business.
Paul and Plastic Jesus And while we’re on the subject of Paul Newman and the Capri (see Letters to The Editor below) I’ll never forget his Plastic Jesus. See it here. We never had a plastic Jesus nor Madonna in the FJ or FB.
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The King Earl Boogie Band, Paul King and Colin Earl from Mungo Jerry, did this version which is even more fun.
LETTERS TO THE EDITOR Dear Editor I was recently given a copy of “The East Avenue Advocate (thanks to Bill and Mary-Anne Yeo) and was quite chuffed to see my photo with Leigh Johnson at the St Dominic’s Priory College Debutante Ball in 1968. I think Leigh must have kept the photo in a shoebox at the back of a cupboard because I had not seen that particular photo.
in a crowded staircase where realistically not much could have possibly occurred. I was made aware that he was Principal of St Michael’s, that misdemeanours between girls and boys in even a remotely tactile way (hand holding) was not tolerated and it certainly was not worth incurring his wrath. Scary stuff indeed but that certainly wasn’t the end of our relationship.
I do remember Friday picture nights at the Capri Cinema and the group discussions following the movie. Well, perhaps not all that much deep, worthwhile and meaningful discussion, My 18 year old son, Sam, was impressed that his mum was quite more surveying the eye candy that was the boys and vice a good look’n chick in 1967 and was even more impressed with versa. However, it is commendable that Leigh actually the caption especially “Sources close to the chest say he always remembered the name of the movie (“Hud”) and specifically had a soft spot in his heart (and a hard spot elsewhere) for St the content of the “lively discussion”, the “unresolved sexual Dom’s girls.” Onya Leigh! tension”. Again, onya Leigh!! However, the newsletter was an interesting read - the faces then and now and resultant jogging of 40 year old wonderful and pleasant youthful memories. The cadets marching out parade, the athletic carnivals. Also St Dominic’s for quite a number of years held their Sports Day at St Michael’s, East Avenue before moving to Sacred Heart College at Somerton. Not sure where the rumour started that Leigh and I met at a cinema. My recollection is that we met at a dance held at St Michael’s, East Avenue sometime in 1967. I recall walking down the steps at the end of the dance, Leigh holding my hand (obviously not being a shy or retiring sort of guy, he made his first move fairly quickly – mind you I didn’t really object), but then him letting go of my hand just as quickly when he spied Brother George walking up the stairs surveying the departing revellers. I learned later that Brother George would not have approved of Catholic boys and girls “touching”, even benign hand-holding The East Avenue Advocate
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I'm sure that someone from St Dom's met someone with whom they might have got quite close to at the cinema but it wasn't me. From memory there was enforced segregation in the darkened (obviously) theatre while the movie was running, I surmise that maybe wouldn’t have stopped some of the more overly enthusiastic, resourceful, hormone-charged students flouting this. One more thing, in 1968 I had already left school but Leigh was doing Year 12. He managed to smuggle me into the prefects dance at Henley Beach – now that was memorable, resourceful and a lot of fun, subterfuge even on such a small scale can do that!! Thanks for the memories. Kind Regards Tom Hart’s cousin, Kathleen Halliday Page 14
Your Complete Guide to the Linked Videos (Hover over the title, mouse converts to hand. Click and follow the instructions.) School Song, War Cry, Whatever Peter Bracken on “Those Choirs” Bernie Neville on Staffing at SMC
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Bill Yeo on Driving the School Car John Bracken with readings from the Maroon and Blue Neville and Lovell on The Strap Olly on Sport Paul Pilkington - Little Boy Lost Raggs sings The Vatican Rag Rob Keane receives his Award Roll Call Vincent on Being a Snob Tony Talks Latin Could’ve Been Worse-could’ve been at CBC or Rostrevor
The Last Word from John
A Rainy Night at The Alberton (the composite video that covers the whole night)
As far as future reunions are concerned John Tons’ wife Susan’s only comment was that if there’s one every five years we’ll be able to hold the last one in a phone box Not too far off the mark! Peter Wallace had asked at the reunion who attended Tony Bazeley's funeral. Fortunately Stephen Jeisman, Michael Dwyer and John Tons caught up with Bazeley for lunch after the reunion. He was pissed off it seemed that no one had been to his funeral - They promised to attend next time.
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Beverley on a beautiful Spring Day Left: 1967 Ceremonial Parade Stephen Jeisman with Sword Colour Party: Tony Elliot, Ron Carey & Frank Russo and behind Stephen’s A senior citizen, could be someone you left shoulder Roman Skrzypczak know, (but let’s call him Mr. Jones)
Taking the Piss
Photo from The Jeisman Archives
Below: Girls and Boys 1965 Twins, Margaret and Susan Russell (Eugene's cousins) with a friend go the Fete. There they meet some boys . Terry Jeisman on the left. Larry Lawless middle, John Bracken and Robert Keane as well as Eugene are in Cadet uniform. What are Robert and Eugene munching on? Anyone know what happened next? Photo from The Ragghianti Archives
walked into a crowded doctor’s waiting room and approached the desk. The Receptionist greeted him saying, “Good morning Mr Jones and what are we here for today?” “There’s something wrong with my dick” he replied. Taken aback, the Receptionist said, “Oooh too much information Mr Jones. Perhaps it would be better if you said there’s something wrong with your ear or something and then discussed the problem further with the Doctor in private.” Mr Jones replied, “Perhaps you shouldn’t ask people questions in a roomful of strangers if the answer could embarrass anyone.” Mr Jones went out and came back in a few minutes later. The Receptionist smiled smugly and asked, “Good morning Mr Jones, can I help you?” “There's something wrong with my ear,” he said. The Receptionist nodded approvingly and smiled, knowing he’d taken her advice. “And what’s wrong with your ear, Mr Jones?” she asked.
“I can't piss out of it,” he replied. The Classes of 1967
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