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Radschool Newsletter |
Vol 11 Page 5 |
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Pictured at the reunion dinner on the Saturday night in March 2000 are a bunch of old 114MCRU blokes. They are: L-R: Geoff Mayhew, Stew Skermon, Ron Anstiss, Mike Sheppard, Kev Collins, and John Mackie. |
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114MCRU radar blokes from the early 70’s, at the reunion dinner. They are:
L-R: John Mackie, Vince Stanton, Kev Foster and Grahame Venn. They’re missing Hedley Horne who now lives in the West, and that would make the full servicing crew for the Radar at 114. Hedley and Kay—get packing for 2003.
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God created day and night.
Peter Holmes from Burnie in Tassie sent us this, it’s a bit long, but we loved it, so we’ve included it here…….
In the beginning God created day and night. He created day for footy matches, going to the beach and barbies. He created night for going prawning, sleeping and barbies. God saw that it was good. Evening came and morning came and it was the Second Day.
On the Second Day God created water - for surfing, swimming and barbies on the beach. God saw that it was good. Evening came and morning came and it was the Third Day.
On the Third Day God created the Earth to bring forth plants - to provide tobacco, malt and yeast for beer and wood for barbies. God saw that it was good. Evening came and morning came and it was the fourth Day.
On the Fourth Day God created animals and crustaceans for chops, sausages, steak and prawns for barbies. God saw that it was good. Evening came and morning came and it was the Fifth Day.
On the Fifth day God created Bruce - to go to the footy, enjoy the beach, drink the beer and eat the meat and prawns at barbies. God saw that it was good. Evening came and morning came and it was the Sixth Day.
On the Sixth Day God saw that Bruce was lonely and needed someone to to go to the footy with, surf with, drink beer with, eat and stand around the barbie with. So God created Mates, and God saw that they were good blokes. Evening came and morning came and it was the Seventh Day.
On the Seventh Day God saw that Bruce was tired and needed a rest. So God created Sheryl - to clean the house, bear children, wash, cook and clean the barbie. Evening came and it was the end of the Seventh day. God sighed, looked around at the twinkling barbie fires, heard the hiss of opening beer cans and the raucous laughter of all the Bruces and Sheryls, smelled the aroma of grilled chops and sizzling prawns, and God saw that it was good, better than that, it was bloody good
.... IT WAS AUSTRALIA!
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John Elliott (left in the photo above), who is shown here at back beach in Phan Rang where he was with 2Sqn in 1967—1968, maintains an excellent web site with a bunch of photos and links to other good sites. The address for his site is www.users.bigpond.com/jae3806. We suggest you have a look and sign his address book.
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If you tell the truth, you don't have to remember anything. |
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38Sqn, 38th Anniversary
This year marks the 38th year of Caribou operations with the RAAF, (can you believe that!!) and they’re going to party. The squadron has a week-end planned for all current and past members of the Sqn along with their partners. It’s on at Amberley and starts on Friday the 23 August, and goes all weekend. Activities planned are:
Details can be obtained from FSgt Mark Royle on 07 5461 2764 or by email from mark.royle@defence.gov.au
Those who worked on the old girl will have fond memories of both the aeroplane and of the Squadrons, both 38 and 35. The aeroplane was just a work horse, it was a funny looking thing, it was slow, cold, noisy and a rotten thing to fly in, but it went anywhere, and so did the blokes that flew it as did those that fixed it. It carted all sorts of stuff, to all sorts of places, and left a lot of blokes with heaps of fond memories of trips away in the old girl.
On the 23Aug it will be nice to go see the old bugger again.
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Sex is like air. It's not important unless you aren't getting any. |
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