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‘Dinkum Dad’

Another piece of dad’s ‘irony’ was to allow me to do almost anything I liked (within the law), even take his new 1956, two-tone-green FJ Holden, registration GND 535 (that he would park in Kipling Street before leaving the keys on the ‘fridge’ and retiring to the lounge room to read the paper) for an unapproved drive past the milk bar where my mates were. He came out the next morning ...

By |2021-06-05T17:31:50+10:00February 23rd, 2004|Dads, FAMILIES, GRAND DADS, LOVE & MARRIAGE, MOTHERS|0 Comments
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The Lost Arts of Parenting (Pt 1)

I used to think that it was really tough of my dad to expect me, at age 18 (in 1958), to be home at 8:30 in the evenings on Thursday and Friday nights, so that my mother would feel secure in the house with my little sister. This had been the requirement for a number of years, and it included Tuesday and Sunday nights as well. The reason for this ‘cruel ...

By |2021-06-05T16:52:46+10:00February 16th, 2004|Dads, FAMILIES|0 Comments
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