The Greeks in Australia learnt by osmosis that a café was a good way to earn a living and give them financial security – a café, that is, that served Australian cuisine, not Greek.
They were absentee landowners, colonial gentry, fraternising with their peers, making deals, raising capital and writing letters to public officials and newspapers. They paid an overseer to manage their holding.
The "Wishing Well" piques childhood enchantment but perhaps I was always too focused on the present or future to stroll down a leaf-littered path into the past.
This is the story of a gutsy, red-headed, seventeen-year-old, Sarah Bellamy
On that day young bloods, sons of pastoralists mainly, rode in to Rylstone on their horses, were inspected, learnt the conditions of the regiment and were sworn in at the courthouse.
The turn of the century was a time when young rural men in particular, hungry for their own bit of land, raked among the hills, dales and gullies to identify and secure a portion of crown land.
That terrible war was about ordinary young men wanting adventure, itching to test their heroic capacity on foreign battlefields, wanting to prove their love of country and empire.
Even in those early years, Australians understood the significance of Anzac Day as more than a commemoration of those who had fought.