Odd how much it hurts when a friend moves away - and leaves behind only silence. Pam Brown

So glad I was an avid Photographer even when I was TEN.. lol!  Michelle Poslla you were so so dear to me! Ily xoox

We all went separate ways as people inevitably do. We all started school in 1965.  My bestest friends were Michell Sofia, Margaret Stuart, Debbie Jones and Debbie Batterham.  Michelle Sofia pictured here on my front verandah when we were ten.  Michelle and I were blood sisters as we jokingly touted.  We had in fact cut our flesh and mixed our blood together to do this.  We were TRUE see even back then. We sadly lost our dear friend Debbie way too early but she was a mum and has a beautiful daughter Nikki.  She would be so so so proud.  I missed her a lot when I left Stanthorpe in 1972. I held those memories close to me through the hell I encountered after leaving the safety of everyone I had ever known and loved.
This was me when I  was nine at Stanthorpe State Primary School.  A golden age of going to school.  The National anthem was God Save the Queen and
we lined up on parade each day to salute to the flag and march into our classrooms with the preciseness of a soldier, we had to Mrs Armstrong, Mr Webb, Mr Waite or Mrs Harvey or Mr Mather were all watching our every moove.  The teacher pictured here is Mr Mather and he used to throw chalk at us in class and hit us in where ever he got us, he was fairly accurate as well. I am fairly sure he married Miss Reinhart who was my Grade 2 teacher.  I have found all of my old friends faces on facebook.  So clock up another major success to the old Face crack as I affectionately call it.   So now we have found just about everyone!

Stanthorpe State Primary School Marsh Street Stanthorpe 1968 ( I am pictured to the left of the teacher)