On the maternal side, he was a Shepherd from Deagon. One of the famous [ well we think so] Shepherds 11 cricket side, a side made up from the family which took on all comers, back in the day. 7 children, six girls, one boy, all went to Sacred Heart School at Sandgate. The Nuns used to feed the children breakfast, back in the depression. Early in their marriage Grandfather worked as a fettler in the railway, and he and NANA lived in tents out west, following the railway line. He died in harness, had a heart attack while helping to dig a hole to fit a fuel tank at a petrol station. He worked on the bridge as part of subsistence work during the depression .Nan had a Commission house at Stafford Heights, and when we came down from Rockhampton, there were three families living there. The fighting Laverty's, [ minus dad ] Nan, [ on her own] and four of us. On one side were the Tanners, the other the Crockers. That's where this shy country boy learned how to fight. [ sort of ]
Stafford State School were the silvertails, Stafford Heights State school the poorer end of town. Those were the days if a kid was found wandering around at night the local wallopers would pick you up and take you home, [ to get the strap] We played rugby league [ weight divisions] and my cousin and I played in the first Stafford Heights team to beat Stafford , heroes for a day. I remember my first day at school, all dressed up with new shoes, got inside the gate, got into a fight because I was wearing shoes ! [ who do you think you are?] Not much of a fight on my part mum made me promise not to fight , my three cousins came across and sorted them out. All up to the headmasters office, all the fighters got the cane, then the Headmaster gave me a quick hit, because " You didn't stick up for your cousins by not fighting" I kid you not. However, he had the wisdom of Solomon. If I the new kid hadn't been punished along with the others, I would have been on the outer from the start. As it was , because I copped it sweet, friendships were formed that lasted for a long time.
My cousins, the fighting Laverty's, all ended up in the Army, serving in Malaya and Vietnam. All infantry except the youngest, who was a sapper, and a tunnel rat. Not many of us left now, some times I wish we could go back to those simple times, we had nothing, one bath and an outside dunny, and a copper out the back where Nan washed the sheets, but the happiest times. Nowadays every one seems obsessed with how much is in your wallet, and what possessions you own. People are judged by that, and not what is in their hearts, or their heads. .......................
.[ It's finally happened, I think I've turned into my father , time to go kick the dog.]




				
				
				
				
					
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