I was working in the fish shop in the village, just came home with a fish and chip so it must have been pay day of a Friday evening around 6ish, i had just turned sixteen years old and the year was 1963, if my memory serves me right.
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I was on my way to Girl Guides in Harcourt St....forty seven years ago....my God, I was an early starter at 2 years of age!
I vaguely remember looking out of the pram at this.
Raymond wasn't born yet but had he been he would have been asleep.
Or was he?
I was looking for food and my Diddleah.. And Calling out to Anne for assistance I am sure.
I was six years old. (I think)
I remember watching Jack Ruby shoot L.H. Oswald.
I was working in the fish shop in the village, just came home with a fish and chip so it must have been pay day of a Friday evening around 6ish, i had just turned sixteen years old and the year was 1963, if my memory serves me right.
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