Thursday, September 8, 2011

Father's Day.

Last Sunday was Father's Day for us Aussies.

My dad is a rock in my life.  And I've noticed over the years that he has been a rock in heaps of other lives too.  Being involved in politics and the community for well over a decade, and being a wonderful friend to others for well over half a century, my dad is truely great.

I might have mentioned this before, but I'd love to write the book of his life one day.  It is an adventure!  He was born to a small family in Walgett, a small community about eight hours north-west of Sydney where two big rivers meet.  Basically in the middle of nowhere.  It's a lot emptier today than it was when he grew up there.  Since that time, he's been to boarding school, a monastery, international business, and politics.  He's the great father to five, grandfather to three, and a close friend of mine.

His birthday is always the week before Father's Day, so this year I combined the effort and sent him this:

Good thing we have the same humour.

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