I was born in Victoria in August of 1948. There was no home to bring me back to yet, as Dad was busy building it. After the war, there were various courses that were offered to returning military people to help them get back into civilian life. Dad chose a carpentry and home-building course that he took during the day. He transferred from his mine-sweeper duties in the Navy to a fireboat nightshift,which was pretty quiet most of the time. He spent most of the shift snoozing uncomfortably in a chair, so he could work on our new home during the day.
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