George - by Elizabeth Buchanan
“What’s past is prologue.” William Shakespeare. Elizabeth finds her family history fascinating. Having retired, she now wants to write a memoir of her past, as she remembers it for her children and grandchildren.
We would help in the cowshed, and play endlessly with Tip, the dog. Staying on my uncle’s farm on the West Coast of the South Island, New Zealand was an education for two city kids.
George had been granted land as a returned serviceman after six years away from New Zealand during WW2. There were about forty cows on his farm, running down to the beach at Paroa beside the railway line. It was a summer of adventure.
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