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A Greek boy in Mayfield: Mike Trypas remembers

Mike Trypas still wonders what made his mother decide to uproot her family from the Greek island of Kos and transplant it in the foreign soil of distant Australia. His father would have been happy to stay and keep living the life of a "peasant farmer", working somebody else's land, but his mother must have known that leaving her old life would be the key to a better future for her four sons. Mike was just five when the family arrived in early June, 1955, after a month-long voyage aboard the MV Skaugum. His parents, Louizos…

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From Julian to Barnaby, and points between

June 30, 2021 Opinion by Greg Ray. All praise the Member for Rinehart Thanks to Peter Lewis for this lifelike portrait of Barnaby and friend Oh Barnaby. If the National Party is the tail that wags the Coalition dog, then where on the tail do we find Barnaby Joyce? At the head of the tail, of course. You might need to draw a picture to locate that precisely. But really, all you need to know about the Nationals in this day and age is that they are a shady rump of the former Country Party, still…

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Mementos of my grandparents

My family has been talking, recently, about mementos. Specifically, what mementos will my children have of their grandparents? As I know from experience, the most significant and enduring mementos are those of attachment, emotion and sentiment, forged in the relationships between people. But it's nice, too, to have at least one or two physical reminders of the people we have known and loved. Of my four grandparents, the one to whom I was closest as a child was my maternal grandmother, Lily Jane Pritchell, nee Allsopp. Interestingly, she was not a blood relation. She and her…

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