In 2010, I attended the Nationals in Bundaberg. I rolled up at Bundy on my own, and feeling very much like I would be on the outskirts of the bush poetry community. I found the opposite - a welcoming and friendly group of people who welcomed me into their midst. And no-one was more welcoming than Milton Taylor - a man I had heard of but had never met, and never imagined would have any idea of who I was, with me being from the west.
Not only did he indeed know who I was, he commented on my poetry, encouraged me in my work, and made sure I felt very welcomed and a part of the group. In that one weekend, I experienced what is obviously the essence of this special person - someone who has a passion for bush poetry and for people; who takes an interest in others within the bush poetry scene, no matter how far away they may live, a person who is supportive and encouraging to newbies (and not so newbies!), and someone who is willing to share his knowledge, skill and experience with anyone who wants or needs it. A true gentleman and passionate advocate for bush poetry.
I always hoped I would meet up with Milton again on my next trip to the east, but it is not to be - and that saddens me deeply.
Rest peacefully Milton, and my deepest sympathy to all his family and friends.
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