090296 WILSON. C.S. served in the ranks as a mechanic, working on Army vehicles that were building the highways through the Australian outback, and keeping the transports rolling. I’m not sure how he felt about being a soldier who was never called upon to fire his gun at the enemy. The men in Locke-Elliott’s play hated being cooped up, waiting for what they thought was the ‘real war’ to happen. I’m sure my mother, if she had known where dad was, would have been happy about it.
Those are his service medals in the image above – with a sprig of Rosemary, for remembrance.
Thanks Dad. Remembering your service on this ANZAC Day.