Fields of bright yellow canola and green cereal crops, (planted these days in perfect lines by farmers using GPS tracking devices on their agricultural equipment), stretch for miles below us. We fly low over sheep stations and typical Australian landscapes with eucalypts lining the now-running creeks and waterholes. The only telescope in the world that …
It is September 17th, 1911. The kerosene lamps are lit but there’s no fire in the fireplace of the Station Master’s Office in Parkes, New South Wales. Spring is truly in the air. Charlie, a first-year railway apprentice is sweeping the the platform of the red and buff-coloured Victorian station shaded by a corrugated iron …
We went in search of a great uncle Alfonso who was gassed in World War I. All that I can glean from living relatives is that he was unmarried and was buried in Parkes Catholic Cemetery. I found the records saying he was buried there in 1948 but there is no record of the gravesite. …
My father, Leslie Patrick Musgrave was born in Parkes NSW on 17th September 1911. One hundred years on, by amazing coincidence, I am accompanying a friend to a meeting to Parkes, and I will be there on dad”s actual 100th anniversary. VIEW PHOTO ALBUM ON GOOGLE PHOTOS – CLICK HERE I was suckled in an …
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