File photo. LIFE will probably return to normal for a while now that all the Easter excitement, the school holidays and Anzac Day are over.
The usual simple but emotional Anzac Day service was held around the Memorial Garden in the centre of the village, once again involving the local school children who marched proudly with the veterans.
Sisters Natalie and Melinda Trethowan very ably handled the proceedings, giving a brief outline of the meaning and history of the Anzacs and the celebration of Anzac Day on April 25. Melinda introduced the haunting song, ‘Can you hear Australia’s Heroes marching?” while Natalie explained the meaning of the brown slouch hat and the song which helped to immortalise it.
Representatives of most organisations in town and individuals were invited to lay their wreaths. The Ode was then recited by Henry Beavis and the ceremony was completed by the playing of the Last Post, One minute’s silence, Rouse and the National Anthem. Ken Allen and Henry Beavis then raised the flag.
Ken thanked Mark Bosman who again supplied the sound system and the music. The P&C mothers then provided morning tea in Pioneer Park.
This poem by an unknown poet is worth repeating:
I saw a kid marching with medals on his chest,
He marched alongside Diggers,marchin’ six abreast
He knew it was Anzac Day, he walked along with pride
He did his best to keep in step with Diggers by his side.
And when the march was over the kid was rather tired.
A Digger said “whose medals son?” to which the boy replied-“They belonged to daddy, he did not come back,
He died up in New Guinea, on a lonely jungle track”
The kid looked sad and a tear came to his eye.
The digger said “Don’t cry my son and I will tell you why,
Your Daddy marched with us today, all the blooming way.
We Diggers knew that he was there, it’s like that on Anzac Day”
The kid looked rather puzzled and didn’t understand.
But the Digger went on talking and said with a wave of his hand,
“For this great land we live in, there’s a price we have to pay.
We all love fun and merriment in this country where we live and play,
The price was that some soldier this precious life must give
so that boys and girls he left behind still have the right to live.
For you to go to school my lad and worship God at will, someone had to pay the price so the Diggers paid the bill.
Your Daddy died for us my son, for all things good and true.
I wonder if you can understand the things I’ve said to you”
The kid looked up to the Digger, just for a little while
And with changed expression said with a lovely smile
“I know my Daddy marched here on Anzac Day.
I know he did! All the blooming way!”
Members of the Kosseris family were home for the Easter break and have taken Maria back to Sydney for as long as she can be persuaded to stay. Recently members of Zoe Giles’ family came from South Australia to visit with her and Max and meet the new baby Eloise. Zoe’s bridesmaid and best friend, Lucy Possingham travelled from Naracoote.Vee and Grant Croser and Zoe’s brother, Bernie Pfitzner and sister also came from SA to visit and check out the local area while here.
The memorial tree is almost gone. All the limbs were removed before the Anzac Service and I understand the rest of the tree is to be removed, carefully, with a view to replanting it elsewhere. That seems a bit optimistic to me but time will tell. It will also tell if the tree in our back yard will ever recover from the lopping it received the same day.
Are other people in the area being nearly driven to distraction by little flies which are not one bit deterred by any fly repellents I have used? They will not be banished.
A few golfers ventured out on Saturday and the ladies trophy was won by Helen Curtis.
Sunday saw the enthusiastic golfers head off at 7.15 am for the first pennant round at Bigga. They squared the game with 2 and 1/2 games each.
Some clubs could not even find five players for a complete team so it looks doubtful that there will be many turn up here when the pennant round is on the home course.
Players other than team members were invited to go and play and 17 players from here travelled to Bigga and were not overly impressed with the course or the handicapping system, which saw some of the players lose shots before they played. It appears that sand green courses have proved to be an anomaly for the scheme as no formula for the rating has been finalised.
To me it seems to be a very convoluted, unwieldy scheme, but then I admit I don’t know the details. I do know it seems like a real headache for the handicappers, especially in small clubs without a computer.
Binalong lost a member of one of its oldest families with the passing of John Joseph Garry on April 15.
John and his family have been graziers in the district for many years. Unfortunately he had suffered ill health for the last five or six years. John was buried in the Catholic portion of the Binalong cemetery last Thursday. Locals offer their sympathy to Marilyn, Matthew and Emma and their families and to John’s brother and sisters.
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