Anzac Day

My Dad

Dad joined the army during WW2 when he was 16yo. They finally worked out he was too young, after he’d seen plenty of active service, & sent him home. On his 18th birthday he joined the Air Force (RAAF). This picture was taken in the 60’s when he was a Squadron Leader in the RAAF. He’s actually using a car phone, petty cool for the 60’s. Dad always marched on Anzac Day, had a few beers & played 2-up. He passed away in 1987.

Lest We Forget.