It was on this day 60 years ago that the first heirloom photograph of my grandparents new family was taken.
Pa had first noticed Nan when she was 14, he was riding and she was scootering, apparently using the wrong foot. He asked her to marry him upon his return from the Royal Australian Airforce, she was 19 and he 22. He waited until Nan was 21 to take her as his bride. It was a morning wedding in a Registry Office in Sydney.
He whisked her away on a honey moon to Laurieton, Nan dressed in her finery, to arrive at hotel filled with the loud locals. Nan changed into her new bridal lingerie in a communal bathroom down the hallway from their room. But they were in love....and 11 months later along came my mum, followed at regular intervals by my uncle and aunt.
Pa worked hard building and fishing to feed, clothe and house his family when times were tough. Mum can remember eating sugar sandwiches and thinking they were a treat, not realising that was all there was in the cupboard. Nan was always there after school to listen and give everyone afternoon tea and call them for dinner when it was time.
Pa had a dream...he wanted to leave Sydney. He found an old caravan park in what mum remembers thinking was Woop Woop but was actually Yamba. This is where his dream became a reality.
Pa worked like a trojan, driving from Sydney to Yamba and vice versa building and organising. Nan was a heroine. She left Sydney, her home and family and drive all the way to Yamba in the night. My mum was in the back, sulky, distressed and car sick, my uncle was in the front working the dimmer switch on the lights and Pa was in the truck in front with my aunt.
When they arrived in Yamba, nothing was quite finished but they opened the Moby Dick Motel for Christmas. This was in the late 1960's.
They have been through good times, hard times, trying times, been there for each other in sickness and health and came out the other side with 3 children, 8 grand children and 11 great grandchildren.
We are all so very proud of them, proud of their achievements and proud to belong to them.
Thank you to mum for helping write the words to this blog post, I'm way better with photos :)
I hope you enjoy them.