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general who was being shown around the fire area to let him see the fantastic job
being done by his national servicemen! To our relief, he seemed to see the funny
side of the situation and we suffered no negative consequences as a result.
Then at the end of the three months we joined the CMF, the Citizen Military Forces
and for the next two years attended monthly weekend training sessions at the Sturt
Street South Melbourne Depot of the RAASC. This was also a picnic. We fiddled
around with trucks, servicing them and then on the Saturday night, we climbed the
fence and in a few minutes were in Melbourne where we could spend a pleasant
evening of entertainment. Once a year, for the next two years, we went back to the
Puckapunyal area to Site 17 where we spent a fortnight’s holiday at Government
expense.
The hardest part of the CMF experience was being separated from my newly
acquired love for a fortnight. However, she was able to visit on Sundays which was
our visitors’ day and that gave me the strength to see out the following week of this
arduous adventure. The frustrating part of these visits was when Percy acted as
chauffer and chose to take the family and Bev to visit Alan who was also doing CMF
training at this stage. He didn't have a girlfriend to see him and I, who did definitely
have one, had to wait while Percy fluffed around, not understanding the importance
of this visit for both Bev and me.
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general who was being shown around the fire area to let him see the fantastic job
being done by his national servicemen! To our relief, he seemed to see the funny
side of the situation and we suffered no negative consequences as a result.
Then at the end of the three months we joined the CMF, the Citizen Military Forces
and for the next two years attended monthly weekend training sessions at the Sturt
Street South Melbourne Depot of the RAASC. This was also a picnic. We fiddled
around with trucks, servicing them and then on the Saturday night, we climbed the
fence and in a few minutes were in Melbourne where we could spend a pleasant
evening of entertainment. Once a year, for the next two years, we went back to the
Puckapunyal area to Site 17 where we spent a fortnight’s holiday at Government
expense.
The hardest part of the CMF experience was being separated from my newly
acquired love for a fortnight. However, she was able to visit on Sundays which was
our visitors’ day and that gave me the strength to see out the following week of this
arduous adventure. The frustrating part of these visits was when Percy acted as
chauffer and chose to take the family and Bev to visit Alan who was also doing CMF
training at this stage. He didn't have a girlfriend to see him and I, who did definitely
have one, had to wait while Percy fluffed around, not understanding the importance
of this visit for both Bev and me.
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