I was thumbing through an old Photo Album the other day looking for a family shot when I spied an interesting picture. For those who have read our story you will recall that when we were stationed at Red Cliffs we had a very long suffering Bank manager, Pat Noonan. Doug used to write me a housekeeping cheque as soon as he got his pay cheque. However, he would be so busy that he would carry his cheque around in his wallet and not get around to banking it. Pat always honoured mine when it was presented but would ring me up and say “Get that husband of yours to bank his cheque please.” Although he later told us that it used to really annoy him he never let on at the time and was always very gracious. We became firm friends and kept in contact for a few years. His wife was just lovely and they had two really nice kids. I Goole’d him today without any luck, I found stacks of Pat Noonan’s but not the one we knew. Its amazing just how many people touch us in some way as we pass through this life. The memory of them warms our hearts. Maybe we should remember to take the time to tell our friends now how much we appreciate them, while we still can. I’m going to.
This picture was taken on our front porch at Kyabram (1976) when the Noonan’s came to visit. Fiona is in the back between Pat and His wife who is holding Yvette. Meredith is in the middle in front with Anita on the right. As you can see we were all enjoying each others company.