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I didn’t know my grandfather – Angu McSwain He wa hidden from u a children growing up in a mall Victorian town, and not knowing him meant we never knew, never under tood that for...
You come into Blackall, a little We tern Queen land town about 1000 km from Bri bane, via the Matilda Highway having pa ed more grey nomad in their Winnebago' - than dead kangaroo It' a clo e...
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It' gone now - the old beige hall at Beazley' Bridge For eight decade it marked the memorie of the 36 father , on , uncle and brother who came from all corner of the di trict for...