I had a quick trip home that is nearly over. Plane delay this morning due to fog in sydney kind of epitomised the weekend.
My 95 year old Aunty died last week. The oldes of 5 siblings she was my mums sister.
She spent her life living on a farm outside Toowoomba, at the same property since the late 1940’s.
Borm in 1920 we listed to her eulogy at her funeral in Pittsworth where we all learnt something new about her life, expecially the high regard she was held in by the many friends her and her family had helped in the district since the late depression post war period.
With her death the last living link to my grand parents has disappeared. It is astounding to think she was an dult before WW2 even started.
She was very kind to me as a child and I never forgot to ring for my birthday or that of my wife.
It was a great honour to carry her coffin. I will miss her.
A slver lining was meeting some cousins of my mother (and aunty) who fondly reccounted tales of my spirited mother as a girl and to them my grandfather was a kindly uncle.
The people of Pittsworth did well in their hospitality and friendiness.
Loading comments...