I too, obviously, was one of the more highly regarded members of the intake
of 1957 as I was invited to spend an additional year in fourth year after
concentrating solely on sport and girls (or, was it girls and sport) when I
did it for the first time with you lot. I didn't think it was such a bad
thing back then, as it did allow me to captain the First XI which, I thought
at the time, was a really big deal. However, no doubt George Cummins'
reincarnation is still muttering that "it's the last year of your working
life you miss out on, not the first".
Anyway, Graham Birse, Tim Ford and I all successfully qualified for RMC
Duntroon, although, unfortunately, fate played a hand with Graham Birse and
he failed to matriculate and went to Portsea, with Bill Moore, instead. He
subsequently went to Vietnam where he was killed.
During the first year at RMC I hurt my back and eventually was discharged
medically unfit for the remainder of the year, with a view to returning the
following year to start again. This was a particularly unattractive
proposition ( having RMC classmates a year ahead of you was quite different
from the similar experience at NHBHS) so I sought the advice of the learned
Shirley Temple. He lined me up with interviews at both CSR and IBM and, on
the advice of a mate's father who was a heavy at Colgate Palmolive at the
time, I accepted a job with IBM.
I have been in the IT&T industry (as it is now called) ever since. After
four years at IBM I spent five years as the Data Processing Manager of a
Pharmaceutical Market Research company in Crows Nest. This company was
taken over by an international company in the same field and, a while after
I left, Chris Wills joined and, to my knowledge, he was there for quite some
time. I don't recognise the name of the company he is with now but I
wouldn't be surprised if it were connected in some way to the aforementioned
one he joined nearly thirty years ago.
Two industry colleagues invited me to join them in our own business and we
had ten wonderful years although it was tough to begin with. I even had to
be a part time cabbie for six months or so to keep the personal cashflow
going. I then spent a few years with a couple of multinationals until, in
1990, the company I was with sent me to Canberra to open a branch there. I
have been here ever since, apart from most of 1999 when, at the beginning of
which, I was transferred back to Sydney. However, at the end of 1999, Optus
made me an impossible to refuse offer to return to Canberra to manage their
Defence Business Unit.
I married Julie in 1968 and have a son, Scott who is 28, from that union.
We divorced in 1986 and I married Carolyn in 1989. We are still very
happily together and have a daughter, Courtenay who is eight and in Year 2
at Canberra Girls Grammar so, like a few I have noticed, I will be staying
young and working until well into my seventies.
While I played Rugby with Northern Suburbs with quite a few NHBHS Old Boys
such as Harkness, Cohen, Melnikoff?, Henry (Peter, that is, not Arthur),
Sattler, Massey (he probably was too young for most of you to remember),
etc., it was only for a couple of years. However, I did play grade cricket
with Gordon in two "stints" which were split by ten years at Lindfield in
the Municipal & Shires competition where I captained Mark Taylor for 2 of
those years. (I'm sure he'd tell you I taught him everything he knows).
These days my sporting activities are restricted to golf at the beautiful
Royal Canberra Golf Club (although I have played much too infrequently this
year) and the odd bit of snow skiing. Mind you, I still get the heart rate
pumping furiously when, as a foundation member, I go to every home game the
ACT Brumbies play.
Unfortunately, my contact these days with NHBHS Old Boys is rare. I see
Chris Barrie occasionally, and talk to Bob Watts by 'phone infrequently. I
played tennis fairly regularly with Tim Edwards and Tony Tribe before I
relocated to Canberra (eleven years ago) and I did see Tim Ford quite a bit
before he was posted overseas a few years ago but, that's about it.
Hopefully, the festivities in October will rectify that and old friendships
will be resurrected. I look forward to it with eager anticipation.
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