Sepia Family

I am the baby in my mothers arms and this photo was taken after the war in the late 1940's.

At this time we lived in a housing commission (government) home in Canley Vale NSW.

My father was a return soldier from the second world war and it had taken a toll, something he never got over. He'd served in the Middle East and on the Kokoda Trial in Papua New Guinea. He never lost his English accent and I can still hear the way he asked if a "pot o tea" was ready. He'd laugh and say, everything good in life was Buckshee (free).  

When I was five the family purchased and moved to a small acreage at Horsley Park.

My father built on to the four roomed house adding two extra rooms.

My mother cooked on a fuel stove which also served to heat the home (poorly).

Me.

Mum sewed all our clothes on her treadle sewing machine.

That's another good memory.

It hummed along and she sang...Toora Loora loora...or some other song.

She was always singing in those years. Later she played the church organ until her finger became too stiff. Now it's the harmonica.

Mum is 92yrs old now.

Pictured here with my granddaughter Shiarn.

Luke 12:22

Then Jesus said to his disciples:
"Therefore I tell you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat; or about your body, what you will wear.
Life is more than food, and the body more than clothes.
Consider the ravens: They do not sow or reap, they have no storeroom or barn; yet God feeds them."

Yes we made it! and the best heritage my mother imparted was a love and desire to follow Jesus,