Holy Family News - April 2012
Welcome Fr Laurence
A Natter with Noelle
What’s happening at Avila?
Farewell Frank
Anne Cole’s Story
A Star is Born
Men ALIVE Retreat
A Modern Place of Learning
Vinnies
What has the Berlin Marathon to do with East Timor?
Three Years On

W ith Easter upon us and the
year well underway, most
Parishioners would have
had the opportunity to meet our new
Parish Priest by now. If not, make
yourself known as Father Laurence is
always happy to chat. Pastoral
Associate in Christian Formation,
Malcolm Lock, has an important date
in his diary, of which Parishioners
may like to make a note. Malcolm’s
Ordination to the Deaconate will take
place at St. Patrick’s Cathedral on
Saturday, 27th October, at 10.00 a.m.
Everyone is welcome to attend this
special occasion.
W ell known and popular parishioner Frank Bourke passed away on 27th December 2011, a few weeks short of his ninetieth birthday.
Frank came to Holy Family Parish about twenty-five years ago. He soon became recognised as a friendly fellow with a sharp wit. A ‘regular’ at the 8.45am Sunday Mass, he took his turn as a Reader and Commentator. Parishioners also saw him as the father of Sr Marie Bourke who, on occasions, came to the parish and spoke at the Sunday Masses about her work as a missionary in Uganda. After one of her visits Frank arranged for a collection of unwanted spectacles to be taken up and sent to Uganda to be ‘tried and used’ by parishioners of the parish at which Sr Marie worked. That exercise was very successful and Sr Marie sent back photos of people from her parish proudly wearing their ‘new’ glasses.
Frank led a very interesting life. His great grandfather came from Ireland and established a family farm at Nathalia where Frank grew up, playing football and cricket in local teams as a youngster. An outstanding country footballer Frank played one game with Richmond in 1943 before going overseas with the Australian forces. He served in both the AIF and the RAAF during World War II.
Rejoining the Tigers in 1946, Frank was on top of the League goal kicking list after nine games. He was 10 goals ahead of his nearest rival, St Kilda’s Sam Loxton, with Melbourne champion, Fred Fanning, further back. Frank had been selected to play for Victoria when tragedy struck. He badly injured his knee. This injury virtually ended his VFL career as his knee was never the same.
Although 1946 was a disastrous year for Frank’s football career, it had a silver lining in that he married a Sydney girl, Desiree Morrelle, at Xavier College Chapel on 22nd June in that year. Frank and Desiree had seven children, including Francis, the Richmond champion.
Although 1946 was a disastrous year for Frank’s football career, it had a silver lining in that he married a Sydney girl, Desiree Morrelle, at Xavier College Chapel on 22nd June in that year. Frank and Desiree had seven children, including Francis, the Richmond champion. Frank returned to Nathalia to farm work and played in a premiership team for Nathalia kicking nine of the team’s 12 goals when his team defeated Cobram in the 1949 Grand Final. He then took up a playing coach position at Ganmaine and kicked nine goals for that team in its 1950 Grand Final victory over Griffith.
Frank and Desiree’s eldest son Francis became a champion for Richmond and his son, David, also played football for the Tigers. With Frank’s career cut short after 16 games and Francis playing 300 games, David’s 85 games brought the family’s total for the club to over 401 games – an amazing performance and a club record for three generations of a family.
However Frank saw tragedy as well as success in his life. Desiree passed away in 1984 and he lost two of his seven children in accidents. In 1986 he married Joyce, whom he met whilst working in Francis’s newsagency. The couple then settled into their home in Talbot Road. Later they retired to the Corpus Christi village with many other former Holy Family parishioners.
Two funeral ceremonies were held for Frank, one at Holy Family on 5th January, with the other being at St Mary’s Nathalia on the next day. Frank was laid to rest at Nathalia.
Fr John Dowling was celebrant at the Requiem Mass held at Holy Family and in his homily he said he had known Frank as a sociable man with a great sense of humour. He noted that Frank was always early when he acted as commentator but unfortunately Mass often started late when this was the case. The problem was that Frank took time to have a chat with a number of fellow parishioners on his way to the lectern before Mass started. He then often made a few informal comments of his own after which he read the introduction to the day’s Mass. It was only then that Fr John could make his entrance.
Other speakers at the funeral, in particular his son Francis and his grandson David, spoke of the fine example Frank had been and how much he was loved by his children, 16 grandchildren and 15 great grandchildren.
The eulogists also spoke of Frank’s wit. A lover of all sport Frank used to say that it was his captain’s fault that he did not play Test cricket. His complaint was that “the captain always sent me in to bat, in the middle of a hat-trick.” In fact Frank was a very good cricketer and toured England in a Services team after World War II. He also had success at golf and had two holes-in-one in his golfing career.
A large crowd attended Frank’s funeral, including many friends from Holy Family, a large group of the Bourke clan and a number of representatives from the Richmond Football Club including former players Barry Richardson, Mike Perry, Emmett Dunne and John Nix.
Perhaps Frank’s life is best summed up by a bereavement notice from one of his grand children: “A cheeky Grandpa and true gentleman to whom his grandkids and great grandchildren can aspire.”
As the writer was saying good-bye to Sr Marie, who is still working in Uganda, she commented that she is taking another case of glasses back with her.
Holy Family parish extends to Joyce and the Bourke family their sincere condolences. We are grateful to have had a man such as Frank Bourke in our midst.
Kevin Reed
M y stroke occurred in the early hours of 25th February 2009. This was a great surprise to all of us as I was a fit and healthy 60 year old with no risk factors for stroke apart from a slightly elevated cholesterol reading.
I had always undertaken regular exercise such as swimming, walking, squash and bike riding. Only days before my stroke, I had competed in 6 swimming events at the Aussie Masters in Geelong. In 2008, Barry and I did the 100km Round the Bay bike ride.
Communication has always been an important part of my life. I consider it essential to my marriage, a key part of my family relationships and of my life in general. It has been important for me to tell others how I am feeling about an issue. Talking about and even identifying feelings has been difficult since the stroke.
I have had to curtail a lot of my activities such as contacting friends and relatives, pastoral work in the church, and presenting to groups such as Teams. In groups where there is a lot of noise and simultaneous conversations it is almost impossible for me to follow what is being said. This includes family gatherings.
I still enjoy gardening and cooking. Fortunately, my stroke has not left me with severe physical limitations, so these are activities I am still able to do.
I love to knit and Barry brought my needles and wool into the hospital when I was at Kingston. I was still able to do this albeit slowly at first and have been knitting a wool blanket. I still do not have full strength in my right arm and leg and fine motor movement is still compromised.
Thankfully, we have still been able to travel around Australia, and last year spent 3 ½ months caravanning to new places in the eastern states.
My Stroke:
My stroke occurred at about 5am on a Wednesday morning, and I tried to get out of bed and fell to the floor. I was completely unresponsive to any stimuli, and apparently had a look of bewilderment on my face. Paramedics came but I could not talk to them. I do not remember getting into the ambulance. The first thing that I recall was being in hospital emergency, and Barry and Jacqui were there. We were entering the unknown, with no clear idea of what, if indeed anything was at the end of the tunnel. Barry was both very worried and scared, wondering where I had gone and who he was going to get back when this was over.
I do not remember having lunch although Barry tells me that he fed me as my right hand had severely limited function. I was not able to talk at all. I remember having tea which apparently I insisted on eating unaided. Tim had by this time arrived. Brendan flew in from Canberra that night and I saw him the following morning.
I was in Monash Medical Centre for 9 days, and then at Kingston Rehabilitation Centre for 3 weeks. By this time I could walk almost without a limp. I was allowed to go home at weekends and 1 ½ weeks after I had my stroke I went to the wedding of a dear friend of our eldest son, something that I really wanted to do. During this time, my friends and family were wonderfully supportive.
Since February 2009, I have made steady progress, with some rapid sprints, usually associated with intensive speech therapy. The first message for us from the professionals was that my recovery would be most noticeable in the first three months, and would then plateau. Fortunately, my experience has been different, and progress has not stopped, although at times has levelled for a while. Barry is delighted when he sees changes. We have continually worked towards improvement and this is paying off. Barry says that I am very determined, and that this has helped enormously in my recovery.
In 2010, we attended an aphasia conference in Sydney, and this was an enormous boost to my confidence. Aphasia is a condition that interferes with the ability to use language. All areas of language can be affected eg understanding, writing, reading, calculation, speaking, reading and gesture. People who have had a stroke are often affected in this way. At the conference, seeing the struggle that others had made from a position of not being able to speak at all, to presenting, although haltingly, had a profound influence on both of us. It gave us hope that with persistence and hard work, we could make a difference. We also became aware that the ‘3 month improvement’ rule was really a myth.
I joined “Stroke –a-Chord”, a choir for people who are stroke survivors, in September 2010 after we had attended a concert given by the choir. Barry was inspired by the happy and positive approach of all the choir members. I have found the aphasia people and the carers in the choir are a happy lot and are glad to see us there. It is a continually positive and reaffirming experience. Going to choir is now part of our week, and is a top priority for me. I am not sure what changes the choir has made to my speech, but there has been a steady improvement since I joined, although there are lots of other things that I do, and the therapy that I have had that has also helped. We have certainly noticed improvement in other choir members, both physically and in their speech. We keep going to choir because of the atmosphere and sense of belonging that we have there. Everybody, despite their speech and physical limitations are always cheerful!
One of the biggest challenges for people with aphasia is to maintain old, and make new friends. Communicating with a person with aphasia requires patience and understanding. Consequently, isolation can be an outcome that aphasia delivers. I am fortunate in this regard in that my friends have given me their time, and have worked hard to help when they can. People with aphasia have speech difficulties, but usually cognitive function is unimpaired.
This year my speech pathologist has told me that my major problem now is not aphasia, but apraxia, which is the difficulty in actually delivering the words that I have decided I want to use. This is different from aphasia, which is the difficulty in finding the words I wish to use when communicating. This discovery has meant we are now using different speech exercises. You may see Barry and I sitting in a cafe in Mt Waverley playing with specially designed picture cards. This is an exercise which helps speech, pronunciation and memory. The good news is that all the work we have done over the last three years has reduced the effects of aphasia on my ability to speak. I am getting there!
My dreams are that I would like be able to sing more at choir; I would like to be able to speak more, and to be able to say what I want to say.
Anne Cole
Th’ unwearied sun from day to day Does his Creator’s power display; And publishes to every land The work of an Almighty hand.
I n the Hymn, The Spacious Firmament, our occasional poet Joseph Addison, displays no hesitation in his perception of our earthly beginning. It is not always so. Fresh evolutionary and scientific discovery, ancient bones unearthed and space exploration challengingly nibble at our Christian beliefs in a way that can seek to reduce Genesis to a joke and mutate Adam and Eve to become any number of original parents.
Although many Christians find no need to be concerned with repeated intrusions of the like, a recognized rebuttal of the theories of the ‘anticreation’ lobby has, in fact, emerged from the controversy. It developed under the title of Intelligent Design. The concept is that the universe and living things are best explained by acceptance of an intelligent cause, as opposed to a random evolving process. The strength of this defensive theory rests on the fact that there are many conditions of life on earth that simply cannot be explained by science.
For Christians, the need for such a defence is enigmatic. Is it supposed by non-believers, and the opponents of Christian belief, that we acknowledge an omnipotent God whom we hold to have created from nothing; the limitless universe, the living plants and creatures and human life itself; but a God of love that stands aloof from their inevitable evolutionary progress? Or a God of creation who fails to foresee the evolutionary development of His own handiwork? Or a vacillating God who actually expected His creation to remain moribund until He determines timing for the day described by A.E. Poe, as the day of universal dissolution?
Not at all. Steadfast faith remains undisturbed by evocative and conflicting scientific findings; it is the Christian bulwark against the ignorance of those who would scoff. Nevertheless, when we stop to ponder there are confounding questions that can arise in the matter of our beginning. For example: How do we link in our minds the time and existence of our first parents, Adam and Eve, with the discovery of ancient ‘human’ remains millions of years old? When did the transition from simple life hominids to human life with self-consciousness take place? (The latter of course, a prerequisite to Original Sin). When and how does the event of Original Sin fit into evolutionary biology – a science sometimes held by academicians as self-sustaining with no need for a creator?
Answers can be found in the two books mentioned in an earlier library note: THE GOD OF EVOLUTION. JESUS AND THE COSMOS.
Here, we deal with – Jesus and the Cosmos – again by theologian Father Denis Edwards. In this book, the author ‘attempts to capture the decisive meaning of Jesus for a new time and a ‘new cosmology’. Perhaps a kind of housekeeping reconciliation update between Christ’s coming so long ago and the apparently conflicting biological and evolutionary events that followed down through the years. Working through this labyrinth, the author maintains the reassuring assertion that ‘God is at the heart of the evolutionary process, empowering it from within’.
For a very long time the world-view assumed a kind of compliant, intuitive ‘static-creation’ attitude that did not seem to require a general re-think of conditions as they gradually changed and evolved since the death of Christ. It was that sneaky kind of change that proceeds mischievously like a bad tooth, subliminal until its presence commands undivided attention. It was also a change due surely to the universal, but understandable human preoccupation with the ‘here and now’. Jesus and the Cosmos fires up consideration of this phenomenon, directly linking the evolutionary progression to the purpose of the life, death and resurrection of Christ.
As a background to its commentary, the book contains plenty of those pithy snippets of science we need to recall in order to respond with understanding, to the author’s exposition of the updated ‘new time and new cosmology’. The probably long forgotten scientific facts are refreshed by him for reference and presented to assist, not perplex. Similarly, the supporting theology is not a heavily nuanced catalogue likely to bring on a fit of yawning.
This popular book is concluded by a ten point synopsis of insights developed from the text. Points that are succinct, helpful and thought provoking for Christians troubled by the beckoning mystery of the starry spacious firmament – the cosmos. To help, our poet calls on the stars themselves to define their origin as he writes majestically; ‘For ever singing as they shine, The hand that made us is Devine’.
A third publication from the pen of Father Edwards on a similar topic is also available at the library. It was donated by an uncle of the author, John Edwards, and is titled, Ecology at the Heart of Faith. We will discuss it in a later issue.
Jim Wells
F orty men from Holy Family Parish, another sixteen from surrounding Parishes and four from country Parishes did the menALIVE Retreat on the weekend of 5th and 6th November 2011. Most of us went because we were inspired by Danny Murphy’s experience at a similar Retreat in Sorrento earlier last year. To hear Danny speaking so obviously from his heart, of how meaningful the days were for him, it is not surprising that so many men attended here.
We spent the days listening to talks and to testimonies, working in groups and reflecting on the role of men in the Church. The talks were The Father’s Love, The Father’s Dream, The Father’s Son, What Then Must We Do and To Be A Man Of God. These were presented by the menALIVE team, two from Brisbane and one from Adelaide, who gave talks from the perspectives of their own lives and so were filled with meaningful anecdotes.
I was particularly moved by the talk on The Father’s Son. In this talk, we saw the parallel between the relationship we had with our own Father and the one we now have with God the Father. For me, this was most affirming and in the silent time on the Saturday afternoon, I found myself walking again with my Father who died back in 1983. What a wonderful time I had as I strolled through the Parish grounds in the sunshine talking to Dad and reflecting on his life.
Others had special moments of their own. Many shared these experiences in the small groups we were in for the Retreat. The Retreat finished with a Mass at midday on the Sunday. Fr Anjou, who attended much of the weekend, was able to tie his Homily so well into all that we had been through. Fr Pat Jackson, from St Christopher’s Parish, also attended as much of the Retreat as his Parish duties would allow. He was so impressed that there will be a Retreat held in that parish in August 2012.
To hear the sound of sixty strong voices singing “How great thou art” in the small Hall was an experience all of its own. We were not accompanied by music. We just sang. The deep sounds just reverberated around us all. Maureen and Veronica, who were preparing food for us in the kitchen, both commented on how full and moving it felt.
In the final talk, we were challenged to : ?? pray daily, possibly with the help of a journal ?? join with other men to meet and share our lives become active in the Church
We were given a pebble to carry in our pocket to remind ourselves of our commitments.
The positive feedback from all the participants was overwhelming.
Small groups are now meeting on a regular basis, weekly or fortnightly. We meet at the Parish House on Wednesday morning, Wednesday afternoon and Tuesday evening. These groups share their experiences and talk about the readings from the daily Mass.
We each have made personal commitments in relation to our own lives. Fulfilling these by oneself may be difficult, but by sharing some of these commitments with your group their support is there to make the task easier.
These groups are open for all men of the Parish to join at any stage. Attendance at the Retreat is not a requirement.
Kevin Delaney
P arishioners who visited Holy Family School on Open Day last October would realize what an excellent school we now have for our Parish children. With renovations completed, out of the original school has arisen one which meets the standards of today and is bright and airy, a place where children can learn in ideal conditions. The new Library is an enticing space and together with the spacious playing areas and completed landscaping, the Parish can be proud of our Primary School. What a contrast this is to the beginnings of our Church/ School in 1960 when the Presentation Sisters came to a modest building with large areas of land on either side and a bushland track at the back!
The School welcomed 44 Preps and 8 new enrolments throughout the school, bringing student numbers to 329 for 2012. Two new staff members, Eithne King and Karen Williams, were also welcomed. Principal Paul Wakeling, Vice Principal Anne Murphy and staff, including Secretaries Lyn and Susan who welcome everyone with a smile at the front door, work hard to ensure each child has a positive experience and their needs are met.
An active parent community had 30 attendees at a March working bee where they tidied up school grounds, spread mulch on all garden beds and planted native plants along the Avila walkway at the rear of the middle school rooms. The Parents and Friends Association conducted a Twilight Market on Friday 23rd March, which hopefully will be a good source of fundraising.
Open Days are being held at the School throughout March and the flyer highlights the many advantages our School has to offer. A swimming program is a big plus for all children and before and after School Care must be of enormous help to parents who are in the paid workforce. Parishioners who had children at the school many years ago would be amazed at just how good it is now. Do go along some time when you see an Open Day advertised and let your neighbours know too.
HFN wishes all staff and students a very happy and successful year and we in the Parish look forward to hearing more about your activities during the year.
Noelle Sullivan
I n the previous issue of Holy Family News, Anthony Cormick wrote of his experiences at Balgo Catholic Primary School in the remote Western Australian Kimberley Region.
He later attended a Vinnies meeting and outlined some of the unique “problems” at this school. One special requirement was for “Bug Zappers” – insect control being a major health concern.
Vinnies agreed to investigate appropriate units. Coincidently Holy Family Primary School (Grades 3 and 4) were planning a “Market Day”, with proceeds being donated to Vinnies.
Vinnies decided that these proceeds should be directed to the needs of the Balgo School and suggested that a relationship be developed between the two schools.
Holy Family Primary School embraced this proposal with great enthusiasm and Grades 3 and 4 (under the direction of Teacher Andrea Smith) raised an astonishing $1,600 at their “Market Day”.
Suitable “Bug Zapper” units were identified at Bunnings – portable, cordless and rechargeable. On hearing the proposed use of these units, Bunnings kindly donated 8 of them!!!
The money raised at the “Market Day” is now being directed towards the purchase of bikes and scooters for the Balgo School children. Congratulations to Holy Family Primary School and Bunnings.
John King
O ne in every 35 East Timorese mothers dies in or around childbirth. UNICEF estimates that 80% of these deaths are preventable. In Australia, the maternal mortality rate is 1:13,300.
To reduce this appalling East Timorese death rate, I have commenced a 3-year USD235,385 project, through The Rotary Club of Melbourne (RCM) and the Alola Foundation in East Timor, in the Districts of Baucau and Lautem. The project , which started in July 2011, uses a “community engagement” model implemented successfully in Indonesia. UNICEF is funding an identical project in four other Districts.
It is hoped that the RCM–Alola project can help reduce maternal mortality rates in Baucau and Lautem to “only” 100 times worse than Australia’s (i.e. 1:133). This would mean that about 1000 mothers, and probably twice that number of infants, would be saved in just those two Districts.
The Baker Foundation and Assisi Aid Projects Inc. have joined RCM as funding partners and between the three organizations, USD 205,385 has been committed. To raise the final USD 30,000, I offered to run the Berlin Marathon in September 2011 and use it to seek sponsorship for the project. RCM members enthusiastically supported the idea and several made generous personal contributions – as did a number of HF parishioners (especially from my Family Group) and others, including the Good Shepherd network who organized a garden party and a film night to raise funds. As a result, the project is now fully funded.
Incidentally, despite severe disruptions to my training (shingles three months before the race, followed by the “good” knee packing up), I lined up with nearly 41,000 others in Berlin’s Tiergarten on a warm and sunny 25 September. Thanks to some good medication my wife, Catherine, had suggested the sports doctor prescribe me, I was able to run without knee pain and completed the 42.195 km course in 4 hours 50 minutes 13 seconds.
Although under-trained and suffering recurring cramps over the last 14 kms, I would describe the Berlin Marathon – my 50th and perhaps last (?) - as “a lot of fun”. More than 40 bands along the way – jazz, swing, rock, but mainly percussion groups of various sizes – made for a great street party atmosphere among the crowds of spectators along the entire course.
“Berlin was great, but the Paris Marathon was better!” said some fellow-runners from Melbourne. Mmmm…
Peter Bearsley
A number of people have been asking us how our son Gerard is getting on since the accident that put him in a wheelchair and the Black Saturday fire that wiped out his home. He and his family, Deirdre and children Jessica & James, have now reestablished themselves in the town of Wallan, rather than out in the bush, as they were when the fires went through. His family has been marvellous in support of Gerard and in getting on with their lives after all that happened.
Gerard is back at work full time and with hand controls in his car is able to drive himself anywhere. He had a pilot’s licence before the accident and has recently been endorsed for hand controls in his light plane. He is a member of a disabled pilots club, appropriately called “Wheelies with Wings”. Terry flew with him recently to a ‘flyin’ for the Club at Griffith / Temora NSW for a weekend – not at all scary!
Thanks to all the many people who have offered their prayers and good wishes. If you happen to ask us how things are going, expect the ravings of parents immensely proud of his positive attitude.
Kath & Terry Payne