Box Hill is the only electorate in Australia without a pub. For the last 60 years, Box Hill has not had a hotel.This is the result of many victorious campaigns by the churches and temperance organisations to keep alcohol out … Continue reading
There is always a point in a person’s life that one can look back to and feel it the turning point. The turning point in my life came when I was eight years of age. It was the night my … Continue reading
There were some places I was definitely not allowed to enter when I was a boy growing up on Box Hill, my old home town in Melbourne, Victoria. One place I was not allowed to go to was Mac Robertson’s … Continue reading
The first occasion I ever rode a motor bike was also my last for some considerable time. I was eleven years of age when I ventured, in 1949 when Box Hill was still a small village, on my motor cycle … Continue reading
When I was a boy in Box Hill, May 24th was one of the great days of the year. We looked forward to it for at least two weeks. It required all of that time to collect all the old … Continue reading
When I was a boy growing up in Box Hill, Victoria, in those years immediately after the war, the highlight of the year was listening to the Australian cricket team playing against England in the battle for The Ashes. When … Continue reading
When I was growing up in my old home town of Box Hill, in those days just after World War II, I had a close friend, Dick, who became my accomplice in a short period of illegal escapades. We decided, … Continue reading
When I was growing up in Box Hill my old home town in 1948, I was attracted to a very pretty girl by the name of Helen Frick. I was then in Grade 4 at Box Hill South State School. … Continue reading
In those days just after World War II, everybody in the community turned to Dr. Kemp because he was the man in the community to whom everyone turned in time of need. Dr. William Alfred Kemp had been part of … Continue reading
I was never afraid of going to the dentist. The dentist was a friend. In those last years of World War II when I was too young to go to school but too old to stay by my mother’s side … Continue reading