When he left school Greg worked as a journalist in Dargaville and then
went to Auckland University where he became involved with Newman Hall
and met people such as Dominican priests, Kevin Toomey and Eugene
O’Sullivan.
No one dared to challenge the acerbic wit of Walter Pollard, but at a University meeting he was taken to task. Someone leaned over. “Who on earth is that?”. Walter’s son Konrad.”
When you only listen you forget what you think you have understood.
When you participate you remember and understand. Those who are deeply
involved in the environmental movement see with the eyes of love. They
move beyond intellectual ideas about saving the planet or being
guilt-ridden, responsible guardians to becoming kaitiaki.
At 85 in 2008 Peter could still be found hitching home to Mahurangi. He would be able to tell you that you were the forty ninth car, and then go on to entertain you with tales of his varied life as an engineer.
I met Jenny and Graham quite by chance when they visited Karaka Bay on 5 January 2005. From humble beginnings they invited me to Christchurch for the 2007 OMEP conference to present a workshop on early childhood education for sustainability.
Before affluence set in every good easterly storm would wash in a boat or two at Karaka Bay. One dawn revealed five large yachts stranded like beached whales. More often than not one of the yachts was Cossack, I would spend the night digging trenches and using old tyres to stop Cossack from being damaged.
Alvin used to bring his son Ben down to Karaka Bay to chat to Piglet. They became good friends. Children seem to grow up all too quickly and in 2007 Ben began studying psychology at the University of Auckland.
Tom Armstrong
Paul was one of my architectural students. His work was superb and I felt he had a great future, but then he jumped from the balcony of his high rise apartment in Woollongong. After Paul's death his father, Tom, kept in touch with me from time to time. We shared our sense of loss.