ABPA - Australian Bush Poets Association

They're gold these family stories Marty - thank you for sharing. I love it when something like this is unearthed about families - brings all those long dead relatives back to life so to speak and they become by virtue of than not just a name but a real person.
Must be a couple of good poems in here Mate I would think

Cheers

Maureen

Did Ned Kelly shoot one of your Kennendys in 1879?

Joe

That's a good contribution to Remember When, Marty. You've got some great information on your family.

Fascinating history Marty and isn't it exciting to know it's yours? It's really good to have the anecdotes and things like your picture. It's the stories that puts the meat on the bones.

Heather

It's an amazing thing, mate. And after Bob told me that none of your parentage were married, and then Wooroa elaborated, saying that your family tree was a cactus bush, full of nothing but pric........can't remember the exact words. I didn't believe it for a second, and I say shame on those two!!!!

Family History, one of the wonderful gifts of the World Wide Web.

Neil

Marty I reckon you and Lena Kennedy would have gotten on like a house on fire!

Heather

I would not have said that about Marty ,Keats what I would have said was He can not be a Bastard as he seen his mother and father get married.

Bob

Marty....The sketch of the old house is interesting.
I think that a drawing, even a rough one can have more impact than a photo.
Probably because with a drawing there is a sort of link with the hand that made it and the person concerned. And a drawing can show more clearly I think what the house was like, the old bark roof and slab walls.
The old rough drawing resonates with the old rustic house.

Marty, I don't know if you remember but in the early 70s I was a chemist delivery boy for Hadden's Pharmacy in Wodonga. (Stephen Wornes was one as well..). Each night I had to do the run up to the hospital to deliver medication for the patients. Nanna (Lena) was in hospital for a number of her latter years, and mum used to give me a bottle of stout to drop off to Nanna nearly every time I went there. The Sister-in-Charge knew what was going on, joking about Nanna's special medicine. How the world has changed! I don't think they let under-age grog runners anywhere near hospitals these days!

... when men were men, and so were the Sheilas ...

Not only an insight into your Family history Marty, but also the times and conditions. The times are reflected in the People - what a treasure.

Thanks for sharing ...