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January 10, 2005 Back in March of 1971 I started a diary about our move to Australia. Religious adherence to the documentation of this adventure led to a 3 volume epic. Some writings bring back good memories, some are embarrassing and many are very boring. I don't intend to reproduce the complete three volumes here, but will be selective, and edit-out that which is necessary.I was obviously not in a good frame of mind back in 1971 when I started this diary. I wrote the following introductory entry. "NORTH BAY, ONT., CANADA Nov. 7/71 A winter of discontent and frustration, in retrospect, led to the decision. Forty years of teaching,(actually ends this year 2005),giving, giving and collecting lay ahead. Meaning? An ad in The Bulletin (Secondary teachers' mag.) , a chance for adventure, for change, for excitement, for Australia, was the beginning. Where would it end?" Who would have thought that it would end in Glencoe! ( I had never heard of Glencoe, despite my partial Scots heritage, in 1971 ). " On June 20/71 I received on offer of a position, with 10 days to accept. (After a trip to TO for an interview at the Park Plaza, I was not very confident that a job offer would follow as I was pretty persistent about getting a job.) On a trial run for our summer trip to the Black Hills ( camping with Brett- 21/2 and still in diapers, and Trent 6 months old with the worst case of diaper rash I have ever seen), I made up my mind to accept the position. Dianne hadn't, it turned out." "I waited for the last day of school,but one, June 29/71. I went to see the Principal , John Cullis, and resigned effective Dec. 31/71. ( You think you took a big gamble resigning to do your MBA Meredith. How about moving to Australia with 2 kids under 3 years)
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