Funeral Notices

A Tribute to Mick from his son – Damian.

Dad was always happy to come pick me up mid-morning for him (2 hours before teenagers wake up on the weekends LOL) and we would go on one of his “mystery tours…” We could end up on some property hunting or just as likely in about 10 different 2nd hand stores where he would find just that thing, he needed for his next project but we would check a few more just in case….
I wasn’t always a huge fan of all that “shopping” so I would listen to Charlie Pride, Kenny Rogers and of course Dolly on the cassette player that worked well if you didn’t touch it…LOL

Dads happy place was building/fixing something in the shed. I would say I’m buying a bull-bar for my ute and he would say “I can build that cheaper and better” and he was right 99% of the time! I’m sure that car is falling down around that bull-bar!!!

Hunting trips was where Dad was in his element and EVERY trip we went on, had a story that is stuck in my head to this day!! (Some I couldn’t share with Mum, as she wouldn’t understand how my hand could get burnt from a firecracker that was supposed to go in the ground….)
But everyone knows you can’t shoot your brother with it in the ground… LOL.
So, Dads first aid was to go spotlighting and make me hold the light with my good hand and put the burnt one on the cold rollbar and move it as it warmed up… Genius!!!

I have a 100 story’s just like that, that I have been able to share with my daughter and friends and relive them like I was right back there.

My amazing Father never spoke ill of people, even if I would… he would always say “No, they’re ok, they are just having a bad day…”

He was always happy, always willing to help a stranger and teach anyone who wanted to learn how to hunt, fish, survive and fix just about ANYTHING!

I was hunting before I could carry a rifle, (I have photos of me laying down with a Bipod to hold the rifle, as I couldn’t, and I am not quite the length of the rifle…) Start’em young they learn fast 😊
He had me welding before a helmet fit me. Driving before I could reach the peddles and I loved every bit of it (apart from the weld burns LOL).

Dad taught us the critical lessons needed to survive in this world from the street to the mountains.
There will NEVER be anyone like you again Dad they broke the mould after you.
I miss you SO MUCH but will NEVER forget the “DAD LESSONS” that I have been passing on to my daughter (less the firecracker incident).

I also want to thank Judy with all my heart for loving and caring for Dad over all these years they were together, especially when Dad was not himself anymore…. there are few people in the world that have the strength, honour, courage and commitment it takes to lose the person you love while they are still here and stand by them….
I love you Judy – THANK YOU X