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Back to 1981 index or Main Index Makan No. 259 Official Journal 2/30 Bn. A.I.F. Association Subscription Rate for Makan for both Life and Annual Members per year: $1.50 Registered for Posting as Periodical: Category A
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21 Nov. Sat. - 2/30 Bn Auxiliary Picnic Sunday, 22nd February 1981 From 10.30 am on
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Lachlan Reserve - Centennial Park. Everyone is invited, as it is planned to make this a fellowship gathering. Enquiries: Telephone, Ron Maston or Joe Geoghegan. SEE YOU on 22/2/81. Commemoration of Gemas Day at Pymble Some 30 odd of the Battalion and more that that number of friends and relatives gathered at the Depot of the 17 R.N.S.W. Regiment on Sunday afternoon, 18th January, for this 1981 Commemoration, in quite sunny conditions. Some had come quite a distance to be there; Jack and Vera Fell from Cessnock, Jim McIntosh from Canberra, Wally and Angela Scott from Fairy Meadow, Jack and Hilda Grossmith from Woy Woy, Joy Parsons and some of her family from Rossmore. Our Trumpeter, Charlie Bennett, whose wife is sick and staying with a daughter-in-law, had to leave early to make a trip to the Central Coast; Miss Maisie Jackson (friend of the Christensen family, Driver in Transport during the War, attached to the G.M.H. Depot at North Ryde, and a driver for Lady Galleghan and Lady Cutler in those days) was also a Central Coaster. It was the first time that Alan Pryde had missed a Battalion function since being demobilized. He had had a cataract operation at Concord, he went in there on 6th Jan. and returned home only a couple of days before the ceremony. Wreaths were laid on behalf of the Battalion and the 17 Royal New South Wales Regiment; by Dot Paget, on behalf of the Womenfolk of our Deceased Comrades and herself; Lady Galleghan, Mrs. Christensen, Sandy's Mother, who is 88. Arch Thorburn read out the 20 names added to our "Last Post" List since our last "Gemas Day" and made it 21, by adding the name of "Gentleman George" Ramsay, who died, we're sorry to have to tell you, on the 6th January just two days before his 82 Birthday. Major Ken Mallinson, to whom we are indebted for his thought in having the Tank Stop, which is the main part of our Memorial, sent back from Malaya, was there for the afternoon. The men of the 17 Royal New South Wales Regiment made a very good job as usual with their drill movements, well trained by "A" Company C.S.M., and we are very grateful for the setting up of the tables and the other arrangements for our refreshments. Noel Johnston presented Col. Leece with one of the new 2/30 Bn Plaques and Joe Geoghegan presented him with the three sleeper spikes or dogs and the bolt and its nut, which had been sent back from The Death Railway from the part, where "F" Force had been and which is being ripped up in the construction of the dam, that the Snowy Mountains Engineering Corporation is supervising, as described in the Supplement to last "Makan". Col Leece, in thanking our Association for the gifts, let us know that this is the last Ceremony, which he will attend as C.O., as this year he will hand over the Regiment to his successor. He commented that he came to the Regiment, a matter of only a few weeks after the dedication of our Memorial in 1971, so that he has been connected with it just on 10 years. He was pleased to say that, though he himself did sot take part in the extensive Army Training Exercise back of Bourke at the latter part of last year, there was a Company of the Regt there, and it had been reported on very favourably for the work that it had carried out. F.E.P.O.W. Tour 1981 (A British, Far East P.O.W. Association) Arthur Lane, Cheshire, of OLDHAM (ENGLAND) F.E.P.O.W. ASSOCIATION has been in touch with one of the Battalion, to see if news of this Tour could be passed to any people, who were Members of the Malay Volunteer Regiment, now living in Australia, or to any Australians, who were associated with British Soldiers on The Railway or in Changi, as he feels that some of them may wish to travel to Singapore to take part in a Grand Reunion in the Hotel Oberoi Imperial, Singapore, on the 24th May 1981, a Service at Kranji Cemetery and other activities until their departure for England by Air on 29th May. Arthur Lane was a member of 1st MANCHESTER REGIMENT. It is expected that the Party in all will number about 300. The departure from England for most of the Party will take place on 15th May, when the Party, in three detachments, fly to Bangkok, or Hong Kong or Singapore. Each detachment will arrive at its destination on 16 May; it will be transferred to the chosen Hotel of its respective destination for a 7 day stay; the three detachments will come together again, on 23rd May, in Singapore for the Grand Reunion and its related activities. All enquiries are to be directed to Mr. Lane direct. 2/15th Best Wishes Bill Cook, Editor of 2/15 FIELD REGIMENT A.I.F. ASSOCIATION's Journal, "HIBISCUS LEAVES", extends to all Members 2/30 Battalion, "All the Best - GOOD HEALTH and HAPPY DAYS - also BEST WISHES for a very successful 40th.” Battalion Plaques "Makan" No. 258, in the account of the Reunion Smorgasbord Dinner, reference was made to the presentation of a Battalion Plaque to the Tamworth R.S.L. and that another was held for presentation to Bathurst R.S.L., in each case as a memento, to the people of the two towns, of the Battalion and in thanks for the assistance given to the men of the Unit. A third Plaque has been presented to the 17 Royal New South Wales Regiment in gratitude for its hosting our "Gemas Memorial" and Members of our Association each January as we hold the Annual Commemoration for our comrades, whom we left behind or who have died since. Enquiries were made by some Men at Tamworth, whether it would be possible for individual Members of the Association to obtain such Battalion Plaques, so that they might mount them on the walls of their homes or for presentation to the R.S.L. Club, to which they belong. The cost of the plaques had been thought a deterrent. Something in the nature of between $50-60 plus tax, but those enquiring did not think that prohibitive. Naturally, if there is any great demand for them, it could be expected that there should be a reduction in the individual price. It might be said that in the talk of presentation to R.S.L. Clubs there was no mentions whether the enquirer was speaking for others in his district. Sharing of cost with such others, naturally, would lower each one's cost for the Club one; then those wanting ones for themselves and to pass on to their families would have a lesser cost, by reason of a larger number in the order. Names, handed in and given to your scribe, of members desiring plaques under either of above categories are:
Stan Arneil Let's know if you are interested, so that we may see if the cost can be lowered. (On the point of syndicates getting one for their Club what about those of you, where your Club or Sub-Branch has not a copy of the Battalion History, getting together to buy a copy to get our 3rd Edition underway; likewise with Stan Arneil's book, "One Man's War". A.D.) Last Post NX34999 - Colonel George Ernest Ramsay, Mid. Ed. Born, 8/1/1899. Died, 6/1/1981. Original Commission as an Officer of His Majesty's Citizen Military Forces is dated 15/7/1921. He served thereafter without break as an Officer, rising to the rank of Major, in which capacity he had been 2 i/c, 17 Bn C.M.F. The North Sydney Regiment. He had qualified himself, by examination, for the rank of Lieut Colonel and, early in 1940, was appointed Brigade Major to the 9 Brigade C.M.F; then in the middle of 1940 he transferred to the A.I.F. with appointment to the position of 2 i/c, 2/20 Bn A.I.F., but transferred to 2 i/c, 2/30 Bn A.I.F., at the request of "B.J." in the formation of the latter Unit in November 1940. An 8 Division Appointments and Promotions Order dated 16 Feb 1942 showed the date of 13 Feb 1942: "Major G.E. Ramsay. to be LIEUTENANT COLONEL and Command temporarily"; he was promoted to rank of Colonel on being placed on the Reserve List. His main achievement during Prisoner of War days was the protection, as far as he was able, of the Men under his command in Burma and Siam. He left Selarang Barracks, Singapore as Commanding Officer of No 1 Battalion "A" Force on 14/5/1942. It had a strength of 850 all ranks of A.I.F. Personnel. However added small parties brought numbers to 1500. It was known from that time as "Ramsay Force", when it was landed at Mergui, Burma. It had “Green", "Black" and "Williams" Forces added later. At times the number of men, whose welfare and safety were his care, rose further: to 1700 by Dec 1942; then to 2200 early in 1943; again to 2700 mid 1943, whilst January 1944 at Tamarkan saw the numbers fluctuating between 2000 and 5000, until Lt. Col. Anderson V.C. arrived in July 1944 and took over as Senior Officer. "Makan" 256, October 1980 contains an amalgam of the tributes, that were paid to him by several men of the 2/30th, all stressing his innate characteristic, which gave rise to the nick-name, by which he was known, "Gentleman George", and his capability as a leader, who expected from his officers the same high standard, which he set himself. Since that issue, further tributes have been paid to him of his being one to whom so many owe so much, not solely in the Army but also in Civil Life as well, in which latter sphere his tolerance and kindness to those with whom he worked, wil1 always be remembered. The number of men of the 2/30 Bn on "A" Force, including Colonel Ramsay himself, was only 98, so that our Unit is not alone in its respect for him. That portion of his life spent as a Commanding Officer on "A" Force is only a short space of 3¼, years in his life span of just on 82 years, as he died only 2 days before he would have celebrated his 82nd Birthday, but those, on whose behalf he strove with the Japanese in that time, have been able to write of a deep sense of gratitude for his untiring interceding in matters dealing with the welfare of his men, never failing and tireless, enduring all sorts of rebuffs and humiliations from the Japanese in trying to get what was needed for them. It has been acknowledged that one of the better things of P.O.W. Life for those, who were under his care, and who were able to return to their homes, is the remembrance of what a great contribution Col. Ramsay made in getting them home by his firm, leadership under conditions, which to lesser leaders would have seemed insurmountable. He had a never failing sense of humour, a quality, that was of great importance, when the going was toughest, but which gave all problems a different perspective, carrying those with him through many trying situations. He exhibited an outstanding courage in every situation providing inspiration and leadership of great help to those, whom he led. George was one of a family of four boys and five girls, the children of William Norris Ramsay, who owned a general store in East Maitland, and his wife, May, the only one of them now alive being his sister, Stella. He was born on 8/1/1899 at East Maitland. He died at Concord A.G.H. on the morning of 6th Jan 1981 after an operation for amputation of a foot, the circulation of blood being that poor that an ulcer had refused to heal. A quiet Cremation Service was held on the following Thursday at the Northern Suburbs Crematorium, with a Memorial Service in the Epping Presbyterian Church that same afternoon. It was not possible to let everyone in the Battalion know, nevertheless some 50-60 of the Battalion were there for his Last Parade, and Les Hall had the honour of leading them in, carrying the Banner of the Association. George and Chubbie’s son, Max, has written to his and the family's appreciation of October issue of “Makan" "GENTLEMAN GEORGE", WE SALUTE YOU". He says, "It is indeed, a very fine tribute to Dad - record, which I will be proud to keep. Mum has, of course, passed to you in person her recognition of what the Association has done in such a tribute, but I thought that I would like to add this extra word. I would like to say more, but I am particularly conscious at these times, that the memories, that stemmed from those 3½ years to Oct 1945 are unique to those that were there. Even among those, who were in the Services elsewhere between 1939-45 the position was unique. Very few men were together so long in a "Unit" situation, as were the Men of the 8 Division. In all the circumstances it would border on impertinence and patronage for one, who has not shared these experiences, to attempt to make comment at all. I can only accept with thanks and pride those comments that have appeared in "Makan" and in letters that have been sent to Mum since. Incidentally I would like, on behalf of Mum (and Dad), of course, to acknowledge briefly all letters received. Hopefully, before too much time has passed away. Kind Regards and Best Wishes, Max Ramsay." NX54449 - Pte. George Francis McKenzie Jones, 15 Platoon, C Company and on "F" Force, Born 19/8/1911, Died 15/11/1980. Short details of Frank's death as reported by his son, Garry, were included on page 50 as a Stop Press in "Makan" 258. Ron Stoner was asked, if it would be possible, for him to let us have some further details. Ron reports, "I called on Frank Jones' widow, Carmel, on Christmas Eve and learned that Frank died of cancer. About 15 months ago he had two blackouts and his legs broke out with sores. It was then that he went to Repat., but suffered so much frustration and disillusionment, that he gave up trying for pension eligibility in disgust. Last February he collapsed on the golf course and was admitted to hospital with a perforated bowel due to bursting of ulcers. It was from then on that he commenced to go downhill. Frank liked his golf. The last time that I saw him, when he was living in East Victoria Park, he was keen for me to join him in a game. At the time I was plagued with sciatica and told him that I'd arrange to have a game with him, as soon as I was right again. It was not long after that, that he bought a place in Mandurah. Carmel said that the large block at East Victoria Park was getting beyond his physical capacity to keep in good order. Ron Chipps has been able to fill us in further. Frank was born in England. He came to Australia with his family in the 1920's. They settled in Western Australia. After leaving school Frank had the usual job problems, that young men had in the Depression; he went to Kalgoorlie in search of work and worked underground in the gold mines. He was on holiday in Sydney, then he enlisted in 1940. He was a keen soccer player and was a member of the Bn team. He was interested in all sports, including racing and liked a flutter - you could often find him in a poker or pontoon school. Apart from reliability, friendliness and coolness under stress he was noted mainly for his unfailing good humour - even, when in action. After discharge he returned to Perth and worked for a while for W.A. Newspapers Ltd; tried underground work again (I think at Wittenoom); then returned to Perth and W.A. Newspapers Ltd, where he worked in the publishing Dept, until his retirement in 1976. I hadn't heard of or from him for thirty years, so, while in Perth in 1977 I tracked him down. We had a long lunch at the Parmelia. He was as cheerful as ever, with plenty of hair still (and parted down the middle) and still a non-smoker and non-drinker. I'm not sure, when he married, and never met his wife, son or daughter, but his conversation indicated his affection for them and his pride in their achievements. As I recall, son Garry was a first grade Aussie Rules player in Perth whilst his daughter was in the WRANS. I am sure that, however distressing, and painful his terminal illness, he was cheerful to the end. Deaths of Members' Kinfolk Bill Lamping - Tanilba Bay, 2301 - A Company The Sydney Morning Herald of 12th Jan. showed a notice of the funeral of the late John Frederick (Jack) Lamping to be held on Tuesday, 13/1/81, at the Crematorium, Beresfield. Bill replied to our card of sympathy, thanking us on his and sister's behalf. "It was a relief. Dad had a massive tumour of the brain. Luckily he suffered no pain. Please extend to Gentleman George's family my deepest sympathy with them for their loss. Bill adds the interesting news: "I am now the Secretary of Lemon Tree Passage Bowling Club. We have just completed renovations costing $3,000,000. My thanks once more. Please give my Regards to folk. Bill." (Well there is no doubt about it. The Port Stephens area must have a rapidly expanding population, or else they know how to sock the holidaying visitors. Remember when Dick Fisher decided that a little town of that delightful name was one, where he was content to drop anchor, and Stan Arneil gave us some statistics in 1955, 'the other 48% of the population (50 souls all told in Lemon Tree Passage) are all nice people'. Ed.) Athol Hyde Cates - Lindfield, 2070 - A Company. Athol's wife, Beryl, lost her Mother, Mrs Ellen Madeline Williams, on 3rd January just past. We extended to them both on behalf of the Men of the Battalion, our sympathy. Beryl has acknowledged our card, saying, "It was very good of you to think to write on behalf of the Men Athol was so closely associated with and I appreciate it more than I can say. My Mother was a magnificent woman. While the death of one greatly loved is never easy, we have been consoled in many ways. Sincerely, Beryl Hyde Cates." Mick Rooney - Dulwich Hill, 2203 - HQ Company It was only a little more than 12 months, since Mick died, and on 13th December last Mick's step-daughter, Norma Ivy Rolls, also died of Cancer in Hospital. Joe Geoghegan represented the Battalion at the funeral, and her husband, Bill Rolls, has said how much he and the whole family appreciated his thoughtfulness. William Francis (Bill) Landrigan - HQ Company Bill died on 13/8/79 and now his wife, Philomena, who had been paralysed by a stroke, before he passed on, has followed, only 15 months separating their deaths. Jack Black Jack's Mother died on 3rd January at hospital, at the age of 88 years. The funeral service at St. Andrew's Presbyterian Church, Manly on 7th Jan. was followed by cremation at Northern Suburbs Crematorium. Phil Schofield Phil was unable to be present at the Memorial Service for George Ramsay, because his older widowed sister of "Crathie" Glencoe, up near Glen Innes, had died, and he had attended her cremation Service. New Year Honours Ron Eaton, OBE - Gordon, 2072 - Bn HQ As set out in the heading, the Sydney Morning Herald of Dec 31st 1980, showed in the Commonwealth List of the Queen's New Year Honours, that Ron had been elevated in the Order of the British Empire (Civil Division) to now being an Officer of that Order (O.B.E.) for his work in the shipping industry. He had been an M.B.E. (Member of that Order) since our return from overseas, that honour having been conferred on him for service as a Prisoner of War, as listed on page 391 of the Battalion History. On behalf of the Men of the Battalion, your scribe let Ron know that we were pleased at the honour conferred on him. He has expressed his appreciation of our remarks and sends "Warmest regards and Best Wishes for 1981 to All." National 1981 Ex-P.O.W. Reunion – 14/18 October How many of our Battalion Members and their wives are thinking of attending this National Reunion? The N.S.W. Ex-P.O.W. Association has set up an organisation to look after accommodation, tours, lunches, dinners, official functions etc. with Roy Whitecross, 8 Div HQ, as Hon Secretary, and his Mail Address is GPO Box 2381, Sydney, 2001. That Organisation calls for folk to submit application to it without delay, so that it may be able to see what is ahead of it. The 8 Div AASC Association are contemplating an Interstate Reunion Dinner on a Unit Basis. "J" Force Men are seeking to have a Get-Together as an activity, of which further details are to be announced. It has been said, "Realistically, it could be your final get-together". We're all getting older, but, an item of news for "Kobe House" Men, at the age of 60, Reg Burkinshaw, one of the N.S.W. men taken into the 2/29 Bn after Muar, collapsed and died, while mowing his lawn on 17th January. Your scribe and Ray Brown attended his Cremation Service at Rockwood to say farewell to an old mate. Christmas Cards We extend to you the Seasonal Wishes for Health and Happiness over the Christmas just past and in the New Year now with us from:- Clarrie and Cora Lattimer, Ron and Gretta Maston, Leila and Ray Simmons, and George Stephenson, and thank them for their kind thoughts, in so far as they apply to the "Makan" Team. Other Cards have been acknowledged for their news on other pages. Further Tributes to Colonel Ramsay Colin O'Donnell I was delighted to read the special issue of "Makan", which paid a well merited and overdue tribute to the wonderful job, which you have always done as 2 i/c to B.J. and later as C.O. 2/30 Bn and C.O. 1 Bn "A" Force with its larger numbers later. Your great efforts to get a hospital established on the Railway at Tanbaya indirectly benefited many members of "F" Force, as I was transferred from Shimo Sonkurai Camp as being unfit for work due to recurrent attacks of Malaria. There were no work parties except for camp duties and the Jap guards were much more reasonable in their treatment of us, approx. 2000 at one stage. I believe approx. 1000 died of illness and disease there caused by the maltreatment earlier. I joined "A" Company 17 Bn C.M.F. in 1938 with Keith Magno as O.C. at Balmoral. When war broke out we were called up to guard North Head and Fairy Bower at Manly and later in camp at Glenfield under canvas. Do you recall that we had no flys for the tents and either you, or "B.J.", read the Riot Act to D.Q.M.G., that, if we didn't get flys, he would march the 17 Bn. out of camp. The flys arrived. Later in this camp some officers from Victoria Barracks recruited a number to go to Sydney Showgrounds to train the A.I.F. We were given an “N" number and the promise, that we could transfer to the A.I.F. at any time that we liked after 2 months. I was Brigade Orderly Sergeant one day and a memo from Brig. Hinton to all Company Commanders was handed to me for distribution. It read, "No "N"' personnel at present instructing the A.I.F. will be permitted to join the A.I.F. without the Brigadier's express permission." It was a direct reversal of the promise given to us at Glenfield. So I walked up to the Moore Park Recruitment Centre and joined the A.I.F. and had the pleasure of handing my new NX number and pay book to the Company O.C. when I handed him the Brig's memo. I realised later that the day I enlisted was my 29th Birthday. I was later sent to 19 I.T.B. at Wallgrove; still instructing, until rescued by an officer of the 2/30 Battalion to go with the draft to form the 2/30 Bn A.I.F. at Tamworth, where Captain Milliken selected me as one of his Sergeants, for 15 Pl. So I reckon that I must be the most senior sergeant of the A.I.F. I have just returned from a month in St. Andrew's Hospital, Brisbane, when I had a cataract removed from my one good eye. The result is 100% sight again, due solely to the excellent attention and skill of the specialist I engaged. I retired in June 1980 from my directorships, owing to ill health. My very sincere congratulations to your wife for the wonderful job that she is doing for you. Yours sincerely, Colin O'Donnell." Jack Green "This week the pupils and staff of this school were delighted to receive from the Editor a copy of the "Makan", the journal of the 2/30 Battalion A.I.F. The glowing and sincere tributes accorded you in the "Makan" were read to the children at our weekly assembly. It was indeed the best lesson in civics and morals, that the pupils could receive. Of course it was all the more meaningful to them as you are an ex-pupil of this school. The October '80 issue of "Makan" with its outstanding tributes to "Gentleman George" Ramsay has been placed in a special spot in our school library. Colonel Ramsay, East Maitland School pupils salute you and wish you good health and happiness in the future. Yours sincerely, Jack Green (J.V. Green, Principal) Milton Morris "It was with much pleasure that I read the October '80 issue of “Makan", the official publication of the 2/30 Battalion A.I.F. Association. May I join with the people of Maitland in endorsing the magnificent tributes included in the Battalion Journal. We are indeed proud, that you are one of the Hunter Valley's most gallant and distinguished sons. Thank you for what you have done for Australia and for mankind. May every blessing be yours. Your's sincerely, Milton Morris”. (Maitland) (Member of Parliament for Maitland) Marjorie Overett "You came to my house here in Caringbah once, many years ago now; it was soon after my husband, Arthur, died. It was a gesture, that I have never forgotten, for although you were a very busy man at the time, you still found time to pay your tribute to Arthur and to bring flowers of comfort to me. Unbeknown to you, your action has always remained in our thoughts. My children and I wish you every happiness. Your's sincerely, Marjorie Overett, Caringbah, NSW.” Jack Black "It would be a fairly rare occurrence for a private soldier to write to his Commanding Officer to tell him what a great bloke he is, especially when the private was a babe in arms, when the C.O. was first commissioned. Although one in the ranks did not see a lot of you, we all knew that you always did a good job. When on a working party at Singapore Railway Station one day a few of the 2/30th from Blakang Mati Camp got mixed up with some "A" Force people on their way to Japan, who were also working there. Probably it was 1944 and the Blakang Mati party was hungry for "news", as it was always a most isolated camp. The scene is still in my mind. As we sat beside a rice truck in a godown and ate our meagre rations, the two parties exchanged "news". It was impossible to tell, who was who, as we were dressed alike and in the same physical condition. Who did we speak of? Amongst others, "Gentleman George", Alan Pryde, Les Hall and what a great job had been done in Burma for the men. Sir, I salute you. It has all been said in the tribute in "Makan" by other people, each of whom, knew you far better than I. However to me your outstanding courage in every situation has always been a personal inspiration. You would have heard of the Tamworth Reunion on Saturday, 22nd November '80. When the committee commenced to organise a function to commemorate the fortieth anniversary, we hoped there might be 120 there - which was the normal gathering at a "country" reunion with wives present. To our astonishment registrations are now, in the week before the reunion, well over 250, with many wives, widows and family members coming. In this connection Alan and Betty Pryde, Wal Father and others have done a mighty job. Because of your continuing illness, you won't be able to be there in person, but, as our Patron, you will not be forgotten - ever. Kindest Regards, J.B.” Harry Holden "Thank you for being such a gentleman and for bringing a little humanity into the lives of some rather bewildered soldiers when it was most needed. The boys from the Snowy Mountains Authority and the Snowy Mountains Engineering Corporation send their regards. All the Best, In Gratitude, Harry Holden.” Jack Grossmith "I have read the 48 pages of "Gentleman George, We Salute You", with great interest, as much of it is my own story. I was with you as "Signals Clerk" in action and later with "A" Force to Mergui; Tavoy; The Railway Camps; until final repatriation from Bangkok by air via Singapore. I unreservedly endorse that well deserved special edition of "Makan". I'm honoured to give you my personal salute for a job well done under such trying circumstances. Jogging my now hazy memory, I seem to remember spending many hours at Selarang Barracks, near by the corner, which you shared with Col. Galleghan, carving a chess set. On completion I think that I presented it to you. Do you remember? All the surviving members of "A" Force, although they may not have written, must feel a deep sense of gratitude for your untiring interceding during those 32 years. In the camps the boys used to call your quarters, "Bulldust Castle", but, without it, we would have been much worse off. Despite all the near-to-death privations, I am pleased to report that, apart from minor disabilities, I recovered my health and have led an active and, hopefully, useful life to this day. Thanks, George, for helping me get home. With my smartest 'Salute' and all good wishes to you at this time. Yours fraternally, Jack Grossmith.” W. Hood - 2/4 M.G. Bn. "Reading "Makan'' recently, brought back memories of those bad old days. But, when one thinks back, I, for one, remember the better things. And one of those things is the remembrance of what a great contribution you made in getting us home, by your firm leadership under conditions, which to lesser Leaders would have seemed insurmountable. I, like many others, will always be grateful for your leadership in those trying times as Ps.O.W. We are fortunate to have as Members of our Ex-Ps.O.W. Association of W.A. a couple of 2/30 Bn, domiciled in the West, not forgetting your Senior Medical Officer, Capt C.L. Anderson, who, I am pleased to say, is still in practice and well. On their behalf and from myself, may I wish you every Happiness in the coming Festive Season of 1980 and the years ahead. Yours Sincerely, W. Hood, Mt. Lawley, W.A. 6050. - 2/4 M.G. Bn.” John MacIntosh "I have thought of you both, Mr and Mrs Ramsay, since your name was mentioned by Harry John Holden at an R.S.L. Meeting, in Cooma last week. Perhaps you have almost forgotten me, as a member of the Snowy's Public Relations staff. My wife, Norma, and I visited you on occasions in Canberra and I recall, that Mrs Ramsay told us, that she was able to tell, when she saw us in Civic one day, that we were on our way to the Registry office to be married. Our daughter, Anne, is 23 now and I find it interesting that she should be teaching at Coleambally - a town, which came into being as a result of the "Snowy". This is just a note to let you know that I was pleased to hear news of you and still remember, with affection, your tolerance and kindness. Yours sincerely, Norma and John MacIntosh - Yarralumla, ACT 2600.” Arch. Thorburn "It was my privilege at our 40th Anniversary Dinner, held at Tamworth, last Saturday, to propose the Toast of the Battalion, coupled with the names of its successive commanding Officer, Brigadier Sir Frederick Galleghan and Colonel George Ramsay. I included in it, what, I hoped, were appropriate references to you both, and, at the conclusion of the references to you, there was sustained applause. You will be able to read the laudatory references to you both in the next issue of "Makan" and you may be assured that they were spoken with the utmost sincerity. With every good wish to you and Chubby. Yours sincerely, Arch. Thorburn." Alan Pryde "Betty and I will be very distressed that you will not be with us at the 40th Anniversary of the formation of the 2/30 Battalion A.I.F. Of course a great many others of us will be similarly grieved that you, George, as our Patron, and Chubby, who has been so much part of the Battalion's history, cannot be with us. We are all extremely sorry, that the circumstances dictate that this is inevitable. You will be greatly missed, but certainly not forgotten, throughout our Reunion Activities. It is absolutely certain that the name bestowed on you of "Gentleman George" will crop up numerous times, and always, as a mark of the great regard the troops have for you. Throughout the history of our Battalion you, George, provided a splendid foil and counteraction to the relenting attitudes of "B.J." towards the officers and men of the Unit. Many was the time that you softened (or saved), what a lot of us considered to be unfair, wrath on the part of the C.O. falling on us. You certainly did a for me (Alan) on several occasions, and I have been truly thankful for it always. This forthcoming Reunion is likely to be the last large scale show in which any of us, as a Unit, are likely to be involved. We will miss you in not being there, but send our Best Wishes and Thanks to both of you for what you have done for the 2/30 Battalion A.I.F. Yours sincerely, Betty and Alan Pryde - Cremorne Point, 2090.” Col. Ron Merrett - Balmoral, 2088 "Many thanks for the "Makan" Magazine. It is a great tribute to a man of sterling qualities, one to whom so many owe so much. Colonel George Ramsay is the epitome of all a friend should be. Yours faithfully, Ron Merrett - (2/18 Bn and 2 i/c No 1 Bn "A" Force).” Retirement of Governor of New South Wales - Sir Roden Cutler The Combined Ex-Service Associations of New South Wales Female and male, arranged a Luncheon in Honour of His Excellency, Sir Roden Cutler and Lady Cutler at the Paddington/Woollahra R.S.L. Memorial Club, Oxford St., Paddington, on Friday, 19th December last at 12.00 Noon to Farewell Their Excellencies on their retirement. Noel Johnston, Jack Maclay and Alex Dandie represented 2/30 Bn Association as a Member Association of the Council of the 8 Division and Service Associates and were seated at a table reserved for the Council; some 20 odd of old comrades in arms were seated at the table, but your scribe was in no way able to identify more than half of them. Rowley Richards, M.O. of 2/15 Artillery, John Hogan and Jim McCloy, Secty and Vice-Pres. of their Association; Wal Mariner, a Vice Pres. of 2/19 Bn; Judge Sir Adrian Curlewis and Judge Philip Head were our immediate neighbours and George Gettens, 8 Div Sigs and Secty Council 8 Div & Service Associated and Ron Merrett, 2/20 and Pres. of the Council were as far as he could go, also Vern Toose. The Thirtyniners Association of Aust. had produced a souvenir edition of their magazine, in which they had devoted more than half of the pages, other than advertisements, to some details on Sir Roden Cutler. The main part of the other pages gave a short description of the Battle for Bardia; it having been fought on 3/1/41, and for which a Commemorative Church Pde to mark its 40th Anniversary, was to be held in the month following the Luncheon. A Copy of that magazine was on every seat in the Dining Area, so that it was not only a souvenir for the Members of their own Association, which seems to have Branches in most States, but a souvenir for each person attending this Luncheon. The fact that we each had to pay $11l for the Luncheon might have helped pay the souvenir. Mention was made on several occasions to the fact that there were about 600 people there at the Luncheon. The Host R.S.L. Club, Paddington/Woollahra, is to be congratulated also, for the meal, which was provided by their caterers, and ample time was allowed to enjoy it in time for the proposal of the Loyal Toast. We had been provided with a programme for the Luncheon. Sir Colin Hines in his speech of welcome mentioned that he had been warned not to overstep his allotted time, and the organisers should have been thanked that their threats had apparently been taken to heart, because each item followed its predecessor with very little variation to the times laid down. Sir Roden was a delightful speaker, and dutifully gave the cue for Lady Cutler to follow up, with appropriate reference to the Colour T.V. Set, which was presented to him on behalf of Returned Service Men's Organisations, and to electric Hot-plate presented to Lady Cutler on behalf of the Service Women's Organisations. Your scribe was a bit amused, in this day of women's lib to see that "Dress" for the Luncheon was referred to as "Lounge Suit. No Medals". There were quite a few nice street dresses to be seen, however. Do You Remember? Charlie Coggins - Deacon, Q'ld 4417 - 2/26 Bn Dutchy Holland told your scribe that Charlie Coggins was the scout, who was sent over to the 2/26 Bn at the Causeway and found that it had made its withdrawal. As it happens your scribe had been in touch with the Secretary of the 2/26 Bn. Association and Charlie was named as being on their Mailing List at the address above. He transferred back to the 2/26 Bn, being an original of that Battalion, on 28th January 1943. 15th February 1942 NX25651 - L/Cpl J.E.G. (Jack) Egan, No 4 Sect. 11 Platoon was accidentally killed on 29/10/1942, when the butt of a tree, being felled in the jungle on the "Shrine Job", hit him in the face, because its top hamper was held up by vines. On 29/3/1942, he commenced to write a long letter home to his Mum and Dad. In, it he told them, that he "recognised, that he had no chance to send it to them then, but, who knows, it is my constant hope and belief, that we will be relieved eventually. When this takes place I anticipate, that an opportunity for posting mail will occur long before we will be able to return to Australia." He maintained his letter writing in form of a diary, the last entry dated 26/10/1942, three days before his death. Carl Rope was Jack's cobber. Carl took over Jack’s belongings and this letter, carried them through "F" Force and X1 Tunnelling days, brought them home and personally delivered them to Jack's parents. Your scribe feels that it is appropriate to set out Jack's impressions and thoughts on that fateful day of 15/2/42, as he set them down in that letter, and as they were printed in serial form in the "Tweed Daily" now the "Daily News" in twenty -five episodes, commencing on 17/6/1946. Since the 39th anniversary occurs this February and 8 Div and Service Council will be holding its usual Commemoration at the Cenotaph in Martin Place Sydney. Attendance on that occasion is requested at 6.30pm with the Service and wreath-laying commencing 7 pm on Mon 16/2/81. Jack wrote: "At last Sunday, February 15th, dawned. Strange how often the decisive or important events of the campaign happened, to us at least, on a Sunday. We had almost come to regard the day with superstitious dread. But this one commenced quite peacefully. It was a beautiful morning and, on our sector at least, there was very little shelling or bombing before mid-day. Only reconnaissance planes came over that morning and, they flew so low, that they were just clearing the tree-tops. The Ack-Ack fire seemed weaker than usual, so some machine-guns opened up on them. We could see clouds of tracers flying like tiny white streamers around them, but it troubled them not at all. They must have been amour plated, because not one showed any signs of distress, and they floated so slowly by, no doubt photographing and observing for our future discomfort, that they could not have failed to be constantly hit. The illusion of peace was abruptly shattered towards mid-day. Bombing formations came over thick and fast, and the most accurate and severe bombing, that we had met yet from the enemy artillery commenced. I had occasion to go back, during this barrage, with a party to see about some stores, and returned to find the section demoralised and scattered by the shelling. Ever since coming to the Island I had held a stripe, and acted as 2 i/c of the section. Now I had to take over and get them together again. I met the corporal wandering in a dazed and shellshocked condition. He, Carl, and one other man were in the same weapon pit as myself and, just after I had left, a heavy shell had landed at the very edge of the hole, bringing a tree down on top of them, smashing rifles and destroying gear, but injuring none of them, though they were all suffering badly from shock. I got a tiny quantity of whisky for them at Headquarters, which steadied them. The shelling continued, but at four o'clock in the afternoon it eased, and our officers came and told us that the heads were in contact with the Japanese and attempting negotiations. We knew what that meant - unconditional surrender. Singapore, he said, was a shambles. Essential services had broken down. There was no water; the bodies of the civilians could not be disposed of quickly enough, nor injured be treated. If we surrendered it would be for the sake of the civil population. A mercy three days late, I thought. After he had gone, the shelling practically ceased for us, but for hours afterwards we could hear shells whining overhead on their way to the city, and this terrible barrage continued, until the surrender was arranged at 9 o'clock that evening. When the officer had gone, the bitter truth of the position sank into our minds, like an acid into our bones, and a feeling of bitterness and hopelessness seemed to fill our whole bodies, until at least in three cases it overflowed in tears, and I saw, what I never wish to see again, namely - strong men, who had never faltered throughout the campaign, whose voices had never once trembled, racked with sobs. Of course they were shaken by the shelling. One was thinking of his wife; another, who did not usually use bad language, savagely cursed the men, who had sold us. We looked back over the campaign, and knew now, that every false hope was shattered, that we had never had a chance, had never been meant to win. We knew now that it had not been even a campaign, but a shemozzle, ending in a shamble. I burnt my brief diary, and some of my cobbers burnt the photos of their wives, mothers and sweethearts, so that that would not be ridiculed or ill treated by our captors. At 9 o'clock that night a heavenly peace fell upon the shattered city and the Malayan Campaign was over. Be it known to the credit of the A.I.F., that at the last moment fresh ammunition was about to be issued to enable us to continue the struggle, if necessary. But on being ordered by our own superior officers to lay down arms, the surrender was carried through honourably and in accordance with the agreement reached. That night was quiet, as all hostilities had ceased. Yet I did not go to sleep until the early hours of the morning. My mind was full of the calamity, that had happened and, like everyone else I was thinking of home, wondering how many weary months of captivity would pass, before I would see it again, and whether there would be a free Australia to go back to. I felt a longing to go back or send someone else back to tell Australia how serious the threat was. We had not realised and had paid the penalty. Now I feared that you at home would realise too late, too. It was a vast relief to hear, a few days later, that Lieut. General Gordon Bennett had got away. I had every confidence in him and knew that he would bring home the truth." Ray Duncombe Ray says that about 6.30 on the night of 15th Feb. 42, the night of the Singapore Capitulation, orders were given that no one was to fire rifles, unless that had been fired on first. "Togo" Johnson, who died at Shimo Sonkurai, had his rifle in his hands and was told, "You can put that gun away, you won't be using it now. They're going to surrender." Togo threw his rifle to the ground, exasperated at the thought, and even cried because of the shock. Withdrawal of the Ambush Company – 15/1/1942 In Chapter vi; "Withdrawal of the Ambush Company", in the Battalion History at page 95 it states, "Hearing a considerable amount of firing in the direction of the main road and the Battalion position, Capt. Duffy halted the party and sent a small patrol along the railway line, about a mile to the south-east, with the object of reaching Battalion H.Q. to advise it of the party's approach along the railway flank. It was now about 8 a.m. and the patrol consisting of Sgt. Garner, L/Cpl Hann and Pte Noble, taking a Tommy gun, set out on what proved to be a hazardous venture. On pages 126/7 is set out the experience of Hann, who was separated from the other two, while they are said to have; "followed the river down to the railway bridge, there to observe the Australian artillery effectively scoring hits on the bridge and, after passing close to several huts, containing Japanese troops, they reached some Indian troops (13th Bombay Rifles), who passed them back to Brigade H.Q." As Hann's story is told in more detail in the Bn.. History and only the quoted 5 lines were devoted to that of Garner and Noble, this account enlarges on that given there: We are told that Sergeant Frank Tome, of the Transport Platoon, had brought in to Battalion H.Q. the news of the safe return of Don Garner and Joe Noble and, in reporting to "B.J.", had said, "they tried to contact Hann, and waited quite some time, expecting him, if still alive, to show up. As he didn't, they struck out for the railway and shortly came to a cleared patch. At a casual glance it looked as if it were a fire track. In the middle of it - covering the whole area - a Japanese sentry was posted. They crawled on their stomachs and made the jungle, where Don found, to his dismay, that his compass was filled with water and ruined. They went off in the direction of what they believed would be the bridge over the river near Gemas. To their chagrin however, after twenty minutes, they found themselves back where they had started. They conferred for a few minutes, agreeing to travel to the right, hoping to strike the railway. After walking for half an hour they did strike the railway near the bridge, but as it was daylight, they felt that it was not safe to barge straight across, in case there were any Japs around. The upshot was that they decided that it was far better to wait until dark. They soon found, that they were in the middle of an Artillery barrage, with shells bursting all around them. Dirt, metal and shrapnel plastered the area, in which they lay. Just on dark, two British planes came over the Jap lines and machine gunned enemy concentrations. It appeared, to the two hiding, that the enemy replied to the attack with a Bo Fore gun. The shells were coming over still and they heard a tremendous crash, followed by a sound of rending wood and steel. Later, they found out that the bridge had been hit and was rather spoilt for rail traffic. Following the crash, voices could be heard from the direction of the bridge. They looked and could see a party of about five Japs. This made them feel pleased that they had not moved. Otherwise, it is almost a certainty that they would have been killed. When darkness fell, they waited for the bursting of a shell, then ran for their lives towards the bridge, trusting that the noise of the explosion would drown any sound of their movement. Between shell bursts they succeeded in crossing the structure. The last few yards seemed like miles to the two, as their breath came in gasps. There was no defined track and, as they took smashed sleepers in their stride, only luck and tenacity helped them along. Once clear of the bridge, they eased down, for not very far in front, along the railway, stood a small building, obviously a fettler's rest house. Practically out of breath, Joe Noble came to a standstill, and panted to his mate: "Don, the bastards are in that hut, I can hear their voices from here." "Well Joe, we can't go back, that's a certainty." "We'll give them a go for it." "What do you reckon we can do, Don? We've only got bayonets." "So what? They can only come out the door one at a time. I'll yell, and you puncture the first one that comes out." "I'm game to give it a go, for it looks curtains whatever we do. If some silly drongo starts shooting from inside, we're gone coons." "Wait, there's another way, that might work. What say we take our boots off and try to get past. Though I wish this was flat ground instead of a steep bank. We can only follow the line, but we might make it." "O.K., but I wish the Arty would start shelling again, it would keep those skunks in the hut. In this blasted half light, we'll have to be like cats, but I don't feel like one." "You know Joe, it's a flamin' great joke, when you come to think of it. We ambushed these bastards the other day, and thought it was a great job. The boots on the other foot now if only they knew it, and we've got "Sweet Fanny Adams" to fight with." "Well, I'm ready Don, what about it?" "Right, I'll go first. Good Luck, Mate." Crossing to the opposite side, they set off, Don Garner leading the way. Drawing abreast of the building, they could see two Japs in the act of getting up off the floor, as if to come out. For the moment, it looked as if they had been detected. With a smothered oath, they pulled their bayonets and half turned to the doorway. As they did, the first Nip stopped, gazed out then, laughing as a rangy kitten slinked in the opening, he sat again on the floor. "Holy Weaver," whispered Joe, "was that close." With a nod Don set off again and they safely passed the hut without detection. Bent double they kept on, and entered a high cutting, on top of which the sound of enemy voices could be heard plainly. It was useless to don their boots again, as the noise that they would undoubtedly make, could bring a hail of bullets on their heads. The going was exceptionally rough, for in the darkness of the ravine like track, sleeper ends could not be seen. Razor sharp stones bit into their feet as they trudged along. It didn't matter, so long as they got clear. They followed the line in their bare feet for about 4 miles. They couldn't detour, as enemy troops appeared to be spread on either side of the railway. They were at the mouth of another cutting, when they decided to rest for a few moments. They felt that their feet would drop off, if they travelled another yard. Blood was pouring from the many cuts the stones had inflicted. "Don, my poor bloody "plates of meat" have had it. “How do these boongs go without footwear?" "I don't know, Joe, but at the moment, I don't damned well care. I've just about had it." After about twenty minutes spell, they replaced boots, as it was impossible to continue in bare foot style, no matter what risk it entailed. From thereon, the metals could cut leather, if they wanted to, at least their tender feet were going to have some comfort. As they were about to set off, Don, who had become silent, said: "You know what, Joe? I haven't the faintest idea, whether we are travelling North, South, East or West. If the moon would come up I'd know but, in the dark, we might even be going back through the bastards. Wouldn't that be lovely?" "Oh shut up, Don, what do you think I've been doing for the last hour. With all these blasted Nips about, it's been on my mind to say the same thing. But you can't get away from the fact, that we are heading for the "Arty", that was shelling the bridge." "Yes I'll agree with you there. But this is a funny damned, place, without a compass a man is finished. You think that you're right, then find that you are way out." "Anyhow, we had better shove off, no matter where we are heading. We'll make for that "Arty" line, the firing is getting closer as we go." For fully fifteen minutes they allowed their thoughts to dwell only on the belief that they were approaching their own lines. Each in his own way, sometimes had doubts, then, out of the darkness, loomed a line of single "Danette" barbed wire. "By Crikey, Don, if that's not British wire, I'll eat my bloody tin hat." "Might be Joe, still the Nips could have it. But, if we are behind them, it's a skate they wouldn't have it across the line so far back. No! I think we're sweet at last. Come on, over we go." Laying their bayonets on top of the wire, they quickly vaulted across and kept going. They had travelled about a mile, and could see a few yards in front of them, the cavernous mouth of another cutting. Stopping quickly, Don, who was leading, said, "We had better be careful here, Joe, The Lord alone knows what's in there, and it's that bloody dark a cat couldn't see." "Oh what the heck, Don. We’ve got to go through or be caught, what's the blasted odds?" Treading as quietly as they could, they headed into the cutting, one on either side of the line. About ten yards in, they stumbled into a double line of "Danette" wire. Immediately up went a Verey Light. In what seemed a second, a blaze of light shed its rays over the area and they stood out like shags on a rock. They dropped to the ground like a shot, fearing fixed lines of defence. But nothing happened, except voices in loud tones above their heads. They lay prone on the railway metals for nearly half an hour. No more lights went up, but voices could be heard still. Don thought that a patrol would come down any minute or else firing would commence. "What do you make of it, Joe?" "I think we've struck our own lines. Don't you?" "Well, there's only one way to tell, and I'm going to take the risk, so, here goes." Don had reasoned that lying there like rats in a trap was no fun. Anyhow, taut nerves could stand the strain no longer. Jumping to his feet, he cupped his hands and yelled: "I am Don Garner of the 2/30th Battalion." An eternity seemed to pass, after he had called out, the only reply was a babel of foreign voices, which didn't sound too good. "That's torn it, Joe, I think these bastards are the bloody dirty yellow bellied Nips. What have I dragged you into?" "Don't worry, Don, we're both in it. We can take it, and if it's man to man, well, we've got our bayonets." As they were preparing for what might happen, a figure broke cover on top of the bank, and descended towards them. As he approached, the dress of an Indian Army Officer was recognised, and they both drew sighs of relief. The Officer questioned them at length. Then, taking possession of Don's useless rifle, there was no ammunition left, he told them to cross the wire and follow him. He led them into the lines of an Indian Unit, whose members welcomed them with broad smiles. Some called, "Australia, yes?" Others waved friendly greetings. While telling their story to the Officer, they were fed with heaped dixies of hot fish, then rounds of bread and delicious butter, followed with thick hunks of succulent cheese. After eating they were inundated with cigarettes, and as lungs gloried in the beauty of nicotine, they experienced the tranquillity of quietened nerves. Quietly their Indian comrades had prepared bedding of groundsheets and great-coats, so that the tired "Australias", as they called them, could rest. While they were taking advantage of this, the Officer told them, that they had been under rifle sights from the time that they crossed the first wire. Believing them to be Japs, he had ordered their capture. That is why bullets did not greet them, when the Verey Light went up. What they didn't know was, that as Don jumped up, dark skinned gentlemen, with unsheathed, unhealthy looking knives, had crept to within a few feet. After a good night's restful sleep, they rose, shaved, bathed and breakfasted, then were instructed to prepare for a trip to 22nd Brigade Headquarters. At 10 a.m. the transport to take them had failed to materialize, so they were escorted to the main road. A vehicle picked them up and took them to Batu Anum, and it was some time later before they reached 27 Brigade Headquarters and then their own Battalion "B" Echelon. Jack Moloney Going down Memory Lane, Mal said that both Laurie Quintal and Wally Starr were Norfolk Islanders. We are certain about Laurie, but there is some doubt about Wally. Is any one able to put us right on this, please? Mal says that he put in a week working in the Cholera Ward at Sonkurai, that Laurie contracted cholera but got over it. Laurie was to die later in the "Burma Hospital" from Beri Beri and Dysentery. 16/10/43. Sid Grounds – Carlton, 2218 - A Company Sid had a birthday on 19th January. Your scribe was talking to him and learnt that the Nominal Roll's date of birth is 5 years later than it should. Sid recollected the night of his birthday in 1942. He had been able to scrounge a tin of beef for tea time and was steadily going through the contents with shells going one way overhead and then shells going the other way as our Arty and the Jap Arty had counter battery shoots. He said that he knew he had his 35th Birthday, but was doubtful, if he would be seeing his 36th, the way things were going. However , here he is at 74 still going strong, even although he has had a few spells in hospital. Free Again Harry Griffis says, "I came across the following verses in an old diary. It was written by G.W. Wills of the U.S. Army. It should bring back some memories to you, as you will probably remember Wills. He became a hobbling skeleton at Nomachi; he had almost given up hope of seeing the end of the war, prior to the dropping of the Atom Bomb and the subsequent sudden end that followed. So he had his hopes revived. The parachutes of tucker came tumbling down and he recovered, to board the train with the rest of us, for the journey across Japan to Nagoya and out to the Hospital Ship, to Tokyo Bay and back to America.
When you've been a
prisoner for three long years,
It's hard to believe
that the end has come,
The day we have
waited for,
For wherever Old
Glory flies, we know,
Now the clouds have
been dispersed
And our hearts will
leap with joy anew,
So now I propose a
parting toast, G.W. Wills, 28/8/45 I am sorry Harry, the name yes, but I've forgotten his face. I turned to my little Roll Book, (some Japanese book of 20 sheets of ruled paper. I'd sheathed its covers in some khaki cloth, ran six threads through the middle to keep it together, and other stitching is the same thread of big uneven stitches, but it lasted). I don't know now what all the hieroglyphics are but we had 53 in our Group, 28 Australians, 19 British and 8 Americans. Wills had been Corporal in the 60 Coast Artillery; his U.S. Army Number was 18048958; his home address had been 116-42 227th Street, St. Albany, Long Island, New York, and his occupation pre-war was apparently in the Merchant Marine. The G.W. of his first names stood for "George Washington", which is not so strange for an American. Joseph Viterna and E.A. Woda were two other Americans, who belonged to the 60 Coast Artillery. The Columns in my book only commence at 6/8/45, so I might have made it into a Roll, only after Harry Fox's stomach ulcers had been ruptured by those brats of cadets, with their wooden rifles, laying into us on the railway station as we were coming back to camp, and I had to take over the group. Wills, is shown as having been out on the work party but marked Light Duties, for each of the 11 days I took it out, and that 11th day was 17/8/45, all that I have put in that column is "END OF WAR". So it must have been that day, that we went down to the port by train as usual in the morning, to find no barges ready to be unloaded; on railway trucks with doors opened ready to be loaded; no sheds opened; everything quiet. The Hanchos evidently could not make it out. They told us to "Yasme" and went off to find out what was doing. When they came back, they told us nothing except, "All men back camp!". And, as there was no scheduled train, we had to march all the way, puzzling, could it be the end? The Groups from the other side of the harbour, were back in camp before us. They had been told, so we learnt, of the Jap Capitulation, but nothing else except, 'All men rest'. No work parties for a couple of days at least, and then the Camp Commandant called the Group Leaders to a conference in his office; commenced some waffling through his interpreter, until the Yank Bosun got to his feet; told him we knew the war was over; that he was taking charge of the camp; that his Marines would take over the Japs rifles and man the guard house. He guarded us alright, no one was to go out except in a large party, and I think it was Johns, a Victorian, got put in "Jug" for going under the huts and up on the railway station to see, if he could find any cigarette butts, as he was out of tobacco. English Contacts – Ps.O.W. Saved by Atom Bomb Last year Noel Johnston had a visitor from England, one of the English chaps, who had been on the Line with "F" Force, J.J. Greenberg, who wrote from London on Armistice Day, 1980 to say, that he had been to Tottenham Hotspur ground the previous Tuesday, dined there with a friend, and the Arsenal lost by a single goal. But, he says that he doesn't worry these days, as the day before he wrote, "Arsenal beat Leeds 5-0 away from home, so his pride had been restored. (How's that Derek Smith? Ed.) He says, that, in watching the TV showing of the Cenotaph Service at 11 am in London's Remembrance Service, he could not but feel sentimental as he watched the Ex-Servicemen march past and he thought of those of his mates, whom he had left in Malaysia and Siam. Another Ceremony which was to come on 16th Nov. was a March by some 4,000 Jewish Ex-Servicemen past Countess Mountbatten, who would be their Reviewing Officer, and he hoped to take part in that. He had sent out a copy of the Far East Prisoners of War Club, London, Magazine, "F.E.P.O.W FORUM", Special Christmas edition and we quote from one letter written to its Editor: "As the Senior British Officer in the notoriously bad mining camp, No 1 Prisoner of War Camp in Kinkaseki, Taiwan, from beginning to end, seeing to the day to day running of the camp, I quote from an article sent in by G.K. Topping, 80 Anti-Tank Regt. R.A. "Soon after I left (work) was suspended from the mine to build a tunnel through the mountain from the camp to the mine site, to cut out the gruelling task of climbing so many steps to and from work". It may surprise and indeed horrify many of the chaps, who were in this camp, if I reveal, for the first time in public, the real purpose of this tunnel. "I had been informed by one of our Formosan contacts in the Japanese office, that this tunnel was to be built for the express purpose of preparing for the annihilation of all prisoners. Soon after this I was sent for by the Jap Commander and was told, that a tunnel was to be built "for the comfort of the prisoners". I made further enquiries of our informer and discovered that, when the time came, all prisoners would be herded into the tunnel, which would have very strong steel doors, and poison gas would then be released. I decided that the only way to avoid unnecessary disquiet and panic, was to form a secret committee from amongst the prisoners. We hand picked a committee of 6. The reason for the secrecy should be obvious to those, who were there. Conditions were very grim; many dying and many sick and the fewer who knew of the Jap intentions and our plans, at this stage, the better. This Committee spent hours discussing and planning the options open to us. It was very difficult to draw up a hard and fast strategy, but all our planning was based on the fact that, as we were aware already of the Jap intentions, we should have ample time to take the necessary action to ensure, that we killed as many Japs as possible, before they got a chance to kill us. We then arranged to bury a bamboo container under the floor of the Officers' hut containing nominal rolls, records to date and a full account of what we knew was to be our fate, if the Americans landed on Taiwan instead of by passing us for Okinawa (a decision we can thank General MacArthur for making). To confirm that all that I have written, is not a figment of the imagination after all these years, I quote from the original Japanese High Command order regarding the annihilation of all prisoners. "Item 2 on the order was: (a) Whether they are destroyed individually or in groups, or however it is done, with mass bombings, poisonous smoke, poisons, drowning, decapitation, or what, dispose of them as the situation dictates.” This is just an extract from the full order, the original of which is in the Imperial War Museum, London. A portion of this order was referred to in Lord Russell of Liverpool's book, "Knights of Bushido". The records, which were buried in the camp, were recovered by me and Jack Edwards, when we returned to Kinkaseki with the War Crimes Team in March 1946, and these, together with the Jap Order were invaluable in the trial of Tojo and other top Jap war criminals in Tokyo. J.F. Crossley (Col)." (So it was in any Ps.O.W. Camp, Tunnelling was for extermination of Ps.O.W., not Foxholes for resistance by Jap v Allied Recovery Forces. Ed.) Tamworth - Manilla Road and Showground Training Camps The Secretary of the Tamworth R.S.L. Sub-Branch and Club Mr. Gordon Gulliver, has advised that the R.S.M. of the Camps at both the Showground and Manilla Road died at Tamworth on 8th Aug 1975. He was Samuel James Hunter. He apparently tried to go to Malaya but was pulled out from Embarkation as being over age. His wife is a member of the Sub-Branch and the information has come from her. Many of those who were in those Training Camps, prior to the formation of the 2/30 Battalion, will no doubt remember him. Ray Duncombe Activities in Changi - Shortly after all troops were within the wire at the Changi end of the Singapore Island, and the top level of Command believed in the possibility of an early release, the junior officers were being given lectures upon the recent campaign and other training. A call went out for someone, skilled in shorthand, to record the detail of the lectures for future use. Ray tells me, that he was occupied for some time with this job. Other training in unarmed defence had been commenced in expectation of another crack at the Japs, but had to be discontinued, because wear on clothing, boots more particularly, and state of health had to be considered. Tourists To Malaysia Charles Jackman, who is the Secretary/Manager of the Sungei Ujong Club in Seremban, will be remembered as being referred to in the account of. the 1979 Malaysian Tour. He is the jolly person, who welcomed the Party under Ron Maston for a curry luncheon and played an important part in organising the gathering at the bridge at Sungei Gemencheh. Should any of our Battalion people and families plan to travel to Malaysia, accommodation is available at this Sungei Ujong Club at a very moderate rate. Kuala Lumpur is only one hour away from the Club and it is easy to travel to Port Dickson, Malacca and Gemas. One can travel by train from Singapore to Seremban for about $18.00 Malaysian. As accommodation is limited, it is necessary to book at the Club well ahead. News, Views And Who’s Who's Horrie Cody - Bomaderry, 2540 - A Company Zelma tells, "Me had a lovely time at Tamworth. It was a real joy to Horrie, meeting the men, whom he had not seen since arriving home. With Best Wishes to All, from Horrie & Zelma." Ray Brown – Bankstown, 2200 - B Company Ray says, "As you no doubt remember I was at Tamworth for the Reunion. A wonderful show all round. I have thanked all the people involved in the running of it, but would like to do so in writing, as the work load on a weekend such as that must be tremendous. Meeting so many of the boys after so many years was the highlight of the weekend. Some I had not seen since May 1943. There were quite a large number from the north of the State, whom I hadn't seen for years, and it was great to yarn and find out what they had been doing since the war. I made it a pilgrimage this time, as I retired at the end of April 1980 and, after 4 months in Europe, England and Scotland, still had itchy feet, so went to the Grafton Reunion in September, then on to Ballina, where I met a few more of the gang. I will back up Harry Rhodes' report on the Grafton Reunion by saying that it was a very good show, and so good to see some of the boys after such a long time. I have just listened to Stan Arneil talking with Caroline Jones on the ABC about his book, "One Man's War". I read it, when I came home from Tamworth. Unfortunately, it brought back so many memories, ones which I had kept hidden for so long that it upset me immensely. Never mind, I will put the bad memories away and remember all the wonderful love and comradeship, which we all shared together. All the Best in Seasonal Greetings to all the folk. Yours in friendship, Ray Brown." Mrs. Bet Dawson – Warriewood, 2102 – (Wife Of Len) Bet asks, "Give my regards to all Len's Mates. Pam takes me around as much as she can and, over the Christmas time my eldest daughter and my son have come and taken me to each of their homes in turn. The operation did not do any good for my hand and the back is not better. I still have treatment at the War Veterans' Outdoor Clinic. Sincerely Yours, Bet Dawson." (Thank you for the donation, Bet A.D.) Harry Griffis - Taree, 2430 - D Company Harry advises, "Jack Clune gave me a good report of the Tamworth Reunion. I enclose Subs for the coming year, together with a little extra towards costs of postage etc. (Thanks Harry. Ed.) To all our Purple and Gold Fraternity a very Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year. Kindest Regards, Harry - 12/12/80. (Harry has also forwarded a copy of a poem, "Free Again", written by one of our Yank Friends at Nomachi, Japan. It is set out on page 30. Ed.) Don Sutherland - Bowen, Q'ld. 4805 - D Company Don wrote, "Enclosing Subs and a Donation. Please excuse this short note, as I don't feel well. Best of Wishes to yon., one and All for Christmas and in future years. Yours sincerely, Don, 11/12/80" (Thanks for the help, Don. Ed. - To all Don Company Men. If anyone is passing up the Far North Queensland Coast, Bowen is 203 kilometres above Mackay and 213 Kilometres short of Townsville, can you make a call on Don? and for those whose shekels can't allow of extensive trips, what about dropping Don a note. He slugged it out on "F" Force but did not go on the Tunnelling Parties, so far as I can see, so his sicknesses must be a result of that time on "The Line". Ed.) "Digger" Preen - Umina, 2257 - HQ Company A card from Digger and Jane on 15th Dec., "With Best Wishes for a Wonderful Season & New Year to All the Battalion. I've been into Gosford and Concord Hospitals quite a lot this year, sometimes only for a day for tests but sometimes for quite a lot longer. Regards, Digger." Kel Anderson - Dubbo, 2830 - C Company Likewise from Kel (Andy) and Pearl and Family, "A Merry Christmas and a Healthy New Year to all the Boys. Kel." Alan Pryde - Cremorne Point, 2090 - Bn. HQ Alan reports, "In consequence of my impending eye operation (6/1/81) it is obvious I will not be able to undertake any close vision work for quite some time. Betty and I did the rounds on the Monday morning after the Tamworth Reunion attending to business matters relating to the Reunion, and folk may be pleased to know that the Association came out with a small amount in credit, small but nevertheless a welcome situation. (And Many Many Thanks to you, Betty and Jack Black for such a result. Ed.) It was too late for us to reach Port Macquarie, where we proposed a week's rest, that day, so we stayed overnight at Walcha. The 7 pm TV News in Colour gave a very good coverage of the Saturday events, especially the wreath laying ceremony. It was most interesting. Alan." Ashley Pascoe – Belfield, 2191 - B Company Ashley remarks, "I trust you all had an enjoyable time at the Reunion in Tamworth. I guess it would have been very moving and emotional treading down Memory Lane, remembering those who have gone before. Their ghost would have been with you. (A more apt phrase than you would think, Ashley, since Stan Arneil made the same reference on the Showground on the Sunday Morning to the ghosts of our mates being with us. Ed.) I've purchased Stan Arneil's Book. Really, just reading it makes one emotional, several of the episodes are so damn horrible. I also heard Stan being interviewed by Caroline Jones on "City Extra". Caroline is really good and Stan broke down a few times during the interview. I think that it does him credit that he can still become emotional, when recalling some of the horrible details even after all these years. They were not just names in an Obituary Column, but Young Men, whom he had come to love and respect, warts and all. I commend Stan Arneil for making his diary public. Betty and I are keeping well still. I have no complaint, considering I'm approaching 72. I still hear from Dudley Alford; he is now 62 and is travelling now for Amways. You know, I think that I may be the only survivor of the staff of the Q.M. of the 2/26 Bn. Perhaps W.O. Alf Armour may be alive, I don't know, but all the others have gone. It makes one think. Subs and donation for "Makan" enclosed. (Thanks. Ed) My regards to one and all and I trust that you all enjoy Christmas and the New Year. Ashley Pascoe. 14/12/80" Dick Tompson - Howrah, Tas. 7018 - HQ Company Dick had a Birthday early in December and comments, "I had a pleasant day with all the family. I am 67 now, which is much too old. Sorry to hear that Des Gee and "Wightie"' had to give the Reunion at Tamworth a miss. News of it seems to indicate it must have been a good show. My kind regards to all the fellows. Dick". Garry Rickwood - Hullbridge, Hockley, Essex. U.K. Garry claims, "Life goes on pretty smoothly for me. I continue to enjoy very good health and manage 18 holes of Golf about three times a week. I recently purchased a very nice house in Ireland at Limerick, and near the River Shannon, also only a few minutes from Castle Troy Golf Club, which I have joined. Next year I shall sell up in England and settle in Ireland, but I intend to spend most of the winter in the sun. I like Ireland, the people are very friendly. It could be improved with a big roof over it, but then again you cannot have lush green fairways without plenty of rain. I did think of retiring to Australia but the hot dry climate does not appeal to me, and does not suit my skin, too much hot dry sun gives me a lot of trouble. Nevertheless, if everything goes according to plan, I shall visit Australia late next year (i.e. 1981, the letter is dated Dec 1980. Ed.) My younger brother is retiring this month. He has decided to return to Australia and has purchased a home in Sydney. I already have a sister in Palm Beach and with a brother in Bellevue Hill I'll not be short of somewhere to stay. Fred Hume - East Maitland, 2323 - Bn HQ Fred states, "I just had to write to tell you how much Peg and I enjoyed the Reunion at Tamworth. It was really lovely to see all the fellows again. Some I haven't seen since P.O.W. days. I was glad to see Les Hemming. He was a stretcher bearer with me and we were able to recall many happenings together. As far as Les and I could work out, we're the only two left from the R.A.P. (What about Tom Fitzpatrick? Wasn't he "Medical Orderly and Batman"? Do you know if he is alive still or not? (So far as our records go, last contact was 1970. Also what about Ernie Spencer? Ed.) I was pleased to see Padre "Paddy" and shared a joke or two with him. We talked about our poker-playing days. He’s got a pretty good memory. Peggy was glad that she went, because she met a lot of fellows, who have been only names, such as "Curly", "Paddles" and "Doc". I must say "Hello" to Dick & Florence Henderson, Kel Anderson, Phil Bailey, Darby Young, Bruce Campbell and Teddy Rickards, whose poems I enjoyed, and also Len Roberts and wife. Sorry that you were not at the reunion. Does anyone know anything of "Blue" Neil from Sydney? I stayed with his family, when I first came home, but have lost touch now. I must say how much we appreciated Sid and Joan Stephens' help in taking us up to Tamworth, as I don't drive now. We're waiting for Jack and Una Clune to drop in as promised and anyone else, who might be round this way. I'd like to wish you all the compliments of the Season. Do hope that you all have a happy festive time, though it would be lovely to have some rain. I am enclosing Sub for Life Membership. My regards to everyone, Fred Hume." Bill & Mavis Elliott - Scone, 2337 - 17 Platoon, D Company We are sorry to learn Mavis’ news, "I do hope the Reunion went well for you on the week-end of 22/23 November. My Mother took ill that Sunday and was admitted to Scone Hospital. We went through some worry over the next week and a half. She rallied several times, then passed away on the 5th December, peacefully. We were told early on the Friday. All the family other than poor sick George came and the service was held rather quickly on the Saturday morning. It's been rather a busy time since, but some of the family could help us, so it could have been worse. We will miss, Mum very much, as she was very lively and independent for her eighty-five, was still living in her flat alone, so she led a reasonably full life, and until the last was quite healthy. George is with his daughter, at present, out of the Prince of Wales Hospital, but could be back in there again any time, as he is only just coping. We have a little less heat at present after showers last night, but not enough to make much real difference to our water shortage, I'm sorry to say. Our grandchild has not arrived yet, but will arrive when good and ready. Our very best wishes to everyone for Christmas and for the year 1981. Sincerely, Bill & Mavis Elliott." (15/12/80). Vera & Ray Rickards - Yennora, 2161 - C Company A card in from Vera and Ray, "Wishing All, Peace, Happiness and every Joy for Christmas and the New Year.". Ray was helping get last "Makan" to the Post Office, so that you would get it by Christmas and was the unlucky one in the sandwich. A utility behind him, (only going 5 mph) hit him in the rear and pushed him into the bloke in front. (only about $800 worth damage at that 5 mph). Ray got the damage fixed and was able to get away to Moree to spend Christmas with his Mother, but he did not try to do the trip in the one day, seeing that it was his first long trip after his sojourn in hospital. E.W. (Punter) Wallis - East Maitland, 2323 - C Company Punter writes, "Just a line enclosing Subs. How the time flies. Makes us realise how age is catching up with us. I have seen Sid Stephens a couple of times since his world trip. He looks very well on it and Joan says that they didn't like coming home. Sid and I went to see Fred Hume in Hospital last week. He had had a bad turn and was in for a check up. At the time that we saw him, he seemed very bright and expected to be home within a day or two. Rene and I had nearly a fortnight at Stewart's Point a couple of weeks ago. It's not a bad little place but mainly fishing. Of course that is a great hobby of mine, and my mate and I had some very good catches whilst there. Other than fishing, there is not much else to do, unless one likes driving round the surrounding district. Sorry I was unable to make it to Tamworth for the Big Do. But I'm sure all and sundry had a marvellous Reunion. It still continues very hot and dry here. We are badly in need of rain. One is practically fighting a losing battle trying to keep the garden going with the hose, and we face further restrictions at the end of this week. Wishing one and all a very Happy and prosperous New Year. Yours sincerely, E.W. Wallis (Punter)." Frank Hannan – Wollongong, 2500 - Bn HQ Frank explains, "I have been away from home out in the Bush and only recently returned home. 1980 has not been very good to me, but I am not going to whinge. I don't know what the Doctor has in mind, but I may be a Repat job after Christmas. My regards to all the Boys and a Very Happy New Year, Frank Hannan, 17/12/80" Neil Huntley - Port Macquarie, 2444 - B Company Neil suggests, "Our Reunion was the Best ever, thanks to you and other good Men. (Thanks, Neil, on behalf of All. Ed.) My Kind regards to All with Christmas Greetings and Best Wishes for the Coming Year. Neil, 17/12/80" Des Duffy - Brighton Le Sands, 2216 - B Company Ivy writes, "Des is just the same. He looks well and eats well, but he cannot walk now. I am bringing home for a few hours on Christmas Day, so he will come home in a wheelchair. He does not look at his T.V. much or even listen to the radio. All the Best to all for Christmas and the New Year, Ivy Duffy, 19/12/80." (Johnny Kreckler is a regular visitor, and I have heard of Joe Geoghegan and Tiger Sylvester dropping in on him in his Nursing Home, and also "Porky" Moore, when someone can provide transport. Can any others help break the monotony of his day please? He is in "Endeavour Convalescent Home, 94 Rocky Point Rd, Kogarah" Ed.) Jack Black - Manly, 2095 - HQ Company Jack expresses thanks, "A very joyous Christmas and Best Wishes for the Holidays and the Coming Year to all the Makan Team, with thanks for a great job, which has brought pleasure to so many. Also my Regards to All. Jack Black." Alf Carroll - Greta, 2330 Gwyn reports, "Alfie is real well and still full of energy - where he gets it from I wouldn’t know. The place is in an awful mess with this drought and, as we have severe water restrictions, he cannot do anything in the garden or the yard. Our Best Wishes to All. Hope you have a Happy Christmas Season and Good Health in 1981. Alf per Gwyn, 20/12/1980." another letter a bit later, "Just a note to put in with the Subscription. We spent a very quiet Christmas and New Year at home this year, getting too old to gad around. We had a nice fall of rain one day last week, but not nearly enough to break the drought or ease the water restrictions though, as, in fact, we are under tighter restrictions next week. Regards to All, Alf per Gwyn E. Hodges." Charlie Golledge - Padstow, 2211 - D Company A brief note from Charlie, Please find enclosed cheque for Subs. Best of Good Wishes for 1981 to all Members and their Families. Yours faithfully, 'Red' Golledge. 5/1/81."" A.T. (Bert) Hodge - Gilgandra, 2827 - A Company Bert has sent in his cheque, "I will take two copies of "Galleghan's Greyhounds”, take out my dues for the twelve months the rest is to help run things. My Regards to All, Yours sincerely, Bert Hodge." (Thanks Bert, we hope that your's is only one of the requests we may get for the Battalion History, so that we can ask the printer to go ahead. (To all Members - Have you seen that your children and your grandchildren have a record of the Battalion, of which you were a part during 1940-45. If we do not get this off the ground there may never be another chance. Ed.) Clarrie Lattimer - Kyogle, 2474 - HQ Company. Clarrie says, "I attach Subs for 1981. Please give my Regards to All. Clarrie." (Short and sweet - there was also an answer to a query and we hope that he and all at Kyogle are well. Ed.) Arthur Purdon - Tuncurry, 2428 – Bn. HQ
Arthur was 82 last
Boxing Day, and "Gentleman George" would have been 82 on 8th Jan just
past. We were in good hands. Tuncurry is not the quiet fishing village of old. Now it is much like the Gold Coast, full of people and high rise flats and motels. It has five Caravan parks. During the holidays we have 50,000 people to add to the population. The Clubs have a prosperous time with the visitors playing the pokies. As for myself I do nothing but sit around all day and every day now; perhaps do a bit of reading. I have had a slight stroke and my memory is failing. It is nice here to wake up in the mornings and find that the sun is shining, and one can enjoy a meal of fresh fish, crabs or prawns. I often see Ted Skuse and his wife. She has been very ill, but Ted looks in good nick. Please give my regards to All my Friends. Yours faithfully, Arthur Purdon." (This letter was written before George Ramsay died. Arthur says "My last recollection of George was at Fort Rose. George was utterly worn out, he went to sleep and fell over on to my shoulder. I was frightened to move, in case I woke him up.") Jimmy Walshe - St. Ives, 2075 - HQ Company Jimmy tells us, "Enclosed is my Makan Subscription for 1981. Having done that I could not let this opportunity go without saying what a wonderful time Bev. and I had at the Tamworth Reunion. It was truly a memorable weekend bringing back, as it did, so many thoughts on our war-time experiences. I met mates, whom I hadn't seen for over 35 years and more, and I don't think that I have talked so much in years. It was also very gratifying for me to see that about 10 or 12 "Kobe House" blokes turned up. This was pretty good seeing that there were only 50 from the Battalion, who were on "J" Force and sent to Kobe originally. It was indeed the happiest of occasions, tinged only with regrets that so many of our comrades, having answered the Last Call, are no longer with us. The entire weekend at Tamworth appeared to me to run without the slightest hitch and all those, who were responsible for its organisation, deserve our thanks and congratulations on a job well done. On another subject, I was interested to read the item in the December 1980 "Makan”, headed "Death Railway", referring to the recovery of sleeper dog-spikes by Alan Gilbert's friend; who is working for the Snowy Mountains Engineering Corporation, on the construction of a dam at Khao-Laem near Kamburi in Thailand. For many years past I have heard and read much criticism of the younger generation’s attitude to ex-servicemen and the War. We are told that they don't care about Anzac Day or the reasons that it is commemorated; that they lack appreciation of the sacrifices and hardships endured by Australia's soldiers, sailors and airmen during the war and so on. I must say however, that I have never entirely agreed with this, as in my experience, the majority of young people, whom I have known, appear to have a fairly keen interest and awareness of the debt, which they owe to our ex-servicemen. As an example, and without further comment, I would like to quote from a letter I received from my nephew, Trevor, aged 27, who is currently employed as a school teacher by the Snowy Mountains Engineering Corporation at the dam site at Khao-laem. He writes: "I have been for a short 'excursion' along the Burma Thailand Railway. There are no tracks or sleepers left - only a path, cut through the jungle, and fast being overgrown with foliage. The line runs right across the proposed site of the dam wall. Already this section has been bulldozed and destroyed - buried beneath thousands of tons of soil. I suppose that there is argument both ways on whether such 'blots on the history of mankind' should be preserved or forgotten, to make way for new generations - whichever way is right, I must say that I am saddened to see something, that involved such incredible suffering and sacrifice, wiped out from the sight of those, who still have the eyes to see and the heart to remember. The bulldozers seem to have little enough feeling for the jungle, that they are flattening - and they seem to have contempt only for the past, as they so rapidly destroy, what has taken years to build, at the cost of so much human life. I must say, that I disgust myself at times, when I whinge and whine to myself about the heat, or the food, or the insects, or the boredom - but then stop to consider that these very same hills and valleys were witnesses to a different kind of isolation altogether. That thought has given me strength to accept the circumstances, in which I find myself, when at times the "Going is a bit rough!" My Kind Regards and Best Wishes for 1981 to All. Jim Walshe." Ron Stoner - Attadale, West Aust. 6156 - B Company “Thanks for the latest "Makan". I enjoyed reading about the Tamworth Reunion and was saddened to think that I was not there with you all. As I read, I imagined how you all felt being together once again. As a matter of interest I am enclosing, for Battalion Archives, a number of old papers, which I found amongst my things. Some are old charge sheets. I had cut off from the charge sheets the names of the fellows charged. The actual charges and the severity of the awards typify the grim quality of life in Changi at the time. Both Dot and I are quite well and keep ourselves busy. I have a couple of secretaryships, a couple of treasurerships, and am Vice President of the National Bank Group Retired Officers Club, for which 1 write a monthly News Letter. I still attend the office regularly and keep my hand in on property matters, doing a little freelance selling from time to time. It is likely that I'll be in Sydney again this year, 1981, and will look forward to seeing folk then. Yours ever, Ron." Ken Parry - Chermside, 4032 - D Company Ken writes, "It is such a sad thing to hear that "Gentleman George" is so ill. He is a man, whom I remember with real affection and respect. A Leader, who knew instinctively the correct approach to each person to produce the best results. A kind man with that quiet strength, which demands compliance to his wishes. The Reunion at Tamworth was an outstanding success. I was immensely proud to meet again so many men of my old 16 Platoon, as well as all the other members of Don Company. What did strike me was how all the wives, and in many cases the families, who came along also, all seemed to get on so well. Just as if they had known each other for years. The chance to meet again in such an atmosphere was to all, I believe, an emotional experience, which each person will cherish. It was, of course, not a Sub-unit Reunion, but a Battalion Reunion. Each person, so far as I could observe, went out of their way to meet and renew experiences with as many members of the Unit as possible. How fine it all was. I must express my appreciation to all those folk, who worked so hard to set up such an excellent gathering. My best wishes to you and through you to all the Members of the Association for a Happy and Healthy 1981. Till we meet again, Yours Aye, Ken Parry." Ross Madden - Armidale, 2350 - A Company Ross apologises, "I have made it at last, after a couple of starts and stops. Had four neighbours away up to last week, I have been busy, with fowls, budgies, cats, goldfish, gardens, pot plants and mail. One is pleased to be fit and able to do such a small chore. I would like to wish all members a Happy New Year and a Special to you and your staff for keeping up the news, that we all like to read. (Thank you on behalf of all, Ross. Ed.) I enjoyed Tamworth very much and I think the same goes for Reg Milner and Bill Humphrey. Bill commented that, when he looked around the field of faces, he reckoned that he must be getting older. That goes for all of us. In Ted Rickards own words, (page 30 Makan 245, Jan/Feb 179) I think Ted describes the gathering at Tamworth very well.. (And for those, who have passed on their Makan, your scribe interrupts to quote for you:
"Yes, we are growing
old, You and I, I would like to thank all, who gave their time and worked to make Tamworth a success. All the Madden family are keeping as well as can be at this point of time. I was wondering if any Member can recall the name of the barber, who worked on the X1 Tunnelling Party with Sam Solway and myself? And was he a 2/30th? I cannot think of his name and I have misplaced some notes I had. Well I will close now, please find cheque enclosed to keep me in front for a while. Thanking all once again, All the Best from No. 9. Yours sincerely, Ross Madden." Tom Kennedy - East Gresford, 2491 - C Company Helen sends word, "Tom had a lovely commencement for the New Year. 5 Ps.O.W. called to see him. They hadn't met each other since the end of the war, so you can imagine the tongue wagging that went on. First came Vera and Jack Fell from Cessnock; Doc and Clover Wilson from Sydney, and Sid Stephens, Fred Hume, Punter Wallis from East Maitland; of course, not all at the one time. Doc and Clover stopped with us for a few days and we had a Ball. We visited Dungog R.S.L.; Singleton R.S.L.; Adamstown R.S.L., the local Pub and the Bowling Club. We also had a look at Lowstock Dam. Tom can never travel around like this, because of his health, so, with Doc doing all the driving, Tom just sat back and enjoyed it all. Doc and Clover are great scouts. Clover and I saw the New Year in together, with a little drop of some good medicine, the two boys were snoring their heads off. (They couldn't last the distance? Was it, another case of, which is the stronger sex? Ed.) Doc said that there is a certain bloke, from whom it's best not to ask directions. (You whistle and I'll point. A.D.) Doc wanted to know where this place, Gresford, is, as it was not showing on his map, and I think he said that he was told, "Go to Newcastle and turn left." Well that will teach Doc to ask the friendly NRMA man. But Doc made it to Gresford quite safely. God Bless All for the year 81. Yours sincerely, Helen Kennedy for Tom. P.S. Any of the Boys are very welcome to come and stay. Mick Lovell - Sylvania, 2224 Bn HQ Mick reveals, "I am having a "Run over the Target" with my Son-in-law and Brother-in-law, and am writing this from The Regent Pattaya Hotel, Pattaya Beach, Cholburi, Thailand. We are staying here a couple of days prior to going to Rose Gardens, Hong Kong and Manila. I take this opportunity to wish all Members a Healthy Happy and Prosperous New Year. Please accept my apologies for not being present on 14th Jan., I can assure you that I will be there in spirit. Nothing very exciting has happened so far on the trip except that we caught a fellow in our room at Singapore, and it enabled us to have a good look at Tanglin Police Station and No. 7 Court in the main Court House. Cheerio for the present, Loads of Good Luck and Best Wishes. Mick Lovell.” Les Melrose - Matraville, 2036 - HQ Company Les reports that he and Billie had the opportunity to join a Jet Tour to Singapore, leaving Sydney on 19th Dec. with the result that they had a very enjoyable Christmas. Les was, given the address of our friend, Woo Wen Kay, to whom he wrote before he left Sydney. Woo invited them to his home for a luncheon and Billie and Les had a right royal feast, with Woo and his family, quite a number of them having been invited to welcome these Australian friends. As Billie and Les approached the door, they saw what looked to be about 50 pairs of shoes, lined up, and wondered whether they might have to take their shoes off, but Woo allowed them to dispense with this. Everyone wanted to be very friendly, but Woo was the only one, who was able to speak English fluently. Les says that what with his daughter being round the world a couple of times; his elder boy, employed at Qantas, having several trips in Qantas planes, and the younger boy, Warwick, having trips in connection with his Rugby Union games in the last two or three years, it was about time that he and Billie evened things a bit with the rest of the family. Sammy Hall - Neutral Bay, 2089 – A Company Sammy declares, "Joan and I enjoyed the Tamworth Reunion immensely. It was splendidly organised and wonderful to meet again some old mates, whom I hadn't seen for years, including Ross Madden, looking well and talking 'nineteen to the dozen'. Ernie McNiven assured me he has Southport pretty well under control and Stuart Robertson cropped eight bags to the acre, in a bad drought year, so there is still life in the old boys. Life seems to mooch on pretty tranquilly these days. Health is good - thank the Lord - roof over the head, and three meals a day, what more could you want? (Your Scribe remembered an anecdote a couple of years back, when Sammy's eldest grandson, having achieved the distinction of two stripes in the Newington School Cadets, was testing the old fellow out and Sammy reckoned that he managed to keep ahead and duck for cover, if that were necessary. Sammy is not boasting, we dragged this from him, "In answer to your query - my No 1 grandson finished school this year as R.S.M. of the cadet corps, but my No 2 grandson has his two stripes, so at least he does not outrank me yet.") All the Best to All, Yours Sammy." Harry Teasdale - Lismore, 2480 - D Company One of our far North Coast reporters tells that Harry is just about the same, holding his own. (Keep it up, Harry. Best of Luck to you and Flo. How's that grand-daughter, Fiona? Ed.) Eva Standing - Lismore, 2480 - HQ Our same reporter says that Eva is still bright and is cheerful. The different grandchildren look in on her. (All the Best to you Eva. Ed.) George Gough - Cabramatta, 2166 - Bn. HQ George says that a Social Club has been formed to take in folk living in the District from Fairfield and Ingleburn, and that he has been elected to the Committee, so he has another interest in life. NX7654 - Bruce D. Riley A Cousin of the above is seeking to find him, if still alive, or what may have become of him otherwise. It is understood that he was to have been in 2/30 Bn., however a check through our Rolls failed to locate. He is thought to have been engaged in clerical work before the war and to have been living possibly in the Kensington district. It may be that he was drafted off to one of the other 8 Div. Units. If any one is able to help will you please write to or ring up your scribe, please. Harley Forrester - Condell Park, 2200 - D Company Harley says that his wife is at present in a Nursing Home, and that accounts for him oversleeping on the Sunday of "Gemas Day". He had promised to take George and Nan Gough over to Pymble for the Ceremony, and they, to reciprocate for his good turn, had offered to have him for lunch. Although he was late he was not too late, but did justice to Nan's cooking and got them to Pymble in time. Arthur Isaac - Bankstown, 2200 - D Company We have learnt that the operation on Arthur's eyes has been deferred. He has to battle on till April, as the surgeon, who has been set down to do it, is going overseas, and he is the best man for this particular job, or so Concord tells Arthur. Des Duffy - Brighton-Le-Sands, 2216 - B Company Des' wife, Ivy, had said that she was going on a cruise last September. We have just learnt that she was persuaded by a friend to cancel the passage, which she had booked, and go on another ship. Unfortunately the standard of the second ship was not up to scratch and Ivy came back worse off than when she departed, with a chest cold. Bessie Ellis - Boronia Park, 2111 - Wife Of Reg Bess sometimes goes to Albury to visit friends, but her recent trip was plagued by the strikes, which prevented her coming back as planned. She was noticed in the gathering at George Ramsay's Memorial Service, so we knew that she had arrived back in Sydney at last. Luke Carey - Lakemba, 2195 - HQ Company, Mortars Jack Carey has been in touch with Luke, who is living at the above address and working for the Main Roads Board. Luke intends to build up near Morisset in the near future, ready for his retirement. Jack Carey - Budgewoi, 2263 - D Company News of Jack's family is that his youngest daughter, Maria, who had married, and whose husband had obtained an Honours Degree in Mechanical Engineering, was encouraged and helped by her husband to proceed with her University work, so that she obtained her B.A. 1979, and successfully completed the Diploma of Education Course in 1980, so that she will have her graduation in May this year. They are living at Avoca Beach and Maria is hoping that she may be able to find work as a teacher. Walter Douglas - Bexley, 2207 - D Company One of our Reporters visited Walter and found him feeling very lonely. Walter has sugar diabetes and, as he is well into his eighties, the oldest chap in the Battalion now, he has to look after himself, with the help of one of his neighbours a few doors down the street. Jack Dobbs - Lightning Ridge, 2392 - A Company Joe Geoghegan on Hospital Rounds at Concord came upon Jack Dobbs' brother, who had served in the R.A.A.F., and Joe was told that the above address would get Jack, if anyone wrote to him. Jack had been on the Buses as a Conductor before the War and, although he also served in Korea, he was fit enough to go back to the Govt Transport Dept. and we are told that he had several promotions, ending up as a Supervisor. "Dutchy" Holland - Berala, 2141 – B Company Dutchy's wife, Rita, had the misfortune to trip over and in falling broke the bone in her arm, up near the shoulder, so that she has had to rest up. Dutchy, himself, was discharged from Concord, before the wound from the removal of his gall bladder was fully healed. It was the intention that a District Nurse was to call on him to dress the wound. She did not appear, so Dutchy looked after himself. She appeared after a fortnight and told him that by, what cannot be explained, but only put down to crass carelessness, poor Dutchy's file had not received attention at Concord, because other files had been put on top of it. Another case of A.G.H. Concord slipping badly in clerical work. Norm Moloney - Brother of Jack ("Mal”) Moloney, Sigs. Mal advises that Norm has bought a place near Cairns, and will be moving up there. He has a 12 ft boat with an outboard motor, for use when fishing, as be usually goes north to Queensland's sunny climes in the winter time. Norm had a lucky escape from a crocodile, whilst on one of his recent trips up there. Lyle Powys, Norm sends you his greetings. Mal says Norm was very interested to see reference to you in one of the "Makans" not so long ago. Supplement With "Makan" No 259, Jan/Feb 1981 - 2/30 Bn. A.I.F. Association Notice of Annual Meeting Notice is given that the Annual Meeting of The 2/30 Bn. A.I.F. ASSOCIATION will be held on Friday, 3rd April 1981 in the BOARD ROOM of the PUBLIC SERVICE ASSOCIATION CLUB, 515 KENT ST. CITY at 8 pm. The regular bi-monthly meeting of the Executive will be held immediately following the closure of the Annual Meeting. It is suggested that Members, working in the City, and others, able to get there earlier than 8 o'clock, join together for their evening meal at the Club and a glass or two, according to their likes or Doctor's orders, with others, who may be in like situation. Sick Parade Kevin Ward advises that those, who have been in Hospital since last report, and in some cases are still there, are: Bruce Holland (Dutchy), Jimmy Hill, Alan Pryde, George White, Albert Griffiths (Nookie), Vi Schofield, Ron Moore (Porky), George Winchester, Ted Condie, Tom Wright; Des Duffy, Bet Dawson. Visits to those in hospital and to any sick at home will be arranged by the roster of hospital visitors, BUT to do this Kevin Ward needs to be advised of the entry into hospital or of the sickness at home, AND this applies to Country and Metropolitan Hospitals, including Concord A.G.H. Correction Your scribe regrets that he has been in error in the spelling of Chum Farley's first name, which is "Chumley", he says that is how he was christened and he was not responsible. I'm sorry, Chum. Chum also says that he and Alex McWilliams have been in touch, but Alex has moved recently and his new address is, Gorokan, NSW, 2263. So all you chaps up at the north end of Tuggerah Lakes could really get a mini-reunion going. Please See Over. Caroline Jones - "City Extra” - Monday, 16th February STAN ARNEIL is to be interviewed again by Caroline Jones on his book "One Man's War". Her program is to deal with "ANNIVERSARY OF FALL OF SINGAPORE" and to be linked with the program in Adelaide. LISTEN FOR IT Auxiliary Page 3 of this "Makan" gives notice of a Lunch PICNIC at CENTENNIAL PARK on SUNDAY, 22nd FEBRUARY. A tentative program was drawn up on 5th Feb. at the regular Monthly Meeting of the Auxiliary for the next three months:
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- Anyone, who may be interested in any one or more of these activities is asked to please contact Gretta Maston or Muriel O'Rourke. Back to 1981 index or Main Index |