NEWS FROM GRAMMAR 2015
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Launceston Grammar Prefects 1931 The Gang –<br />
after school at Punchbowl (1925)<br />
L-R – G Knight, Tommy Fraser, Jack Cuff,<br />
Harley Smith, John Gunn, Geoff Smith,<br />
Don Fraser<br />
… all still well-dressed in their school<br />
uniforms!!<br />
Father Hugh (1864 - 1957)<br />
with Don and Tommy in Grammar uniform<br />
at Inverell (25 High St) 1923<br />
REFLECTIONS ON<br />
A LIFE <strong>FROM</strong> A SIMPLER TIME<br />
(extracts from the eulogy given by his son Ian)<br />
Don (aged 2 yrs), sister Alison and<br />
brother Hugh Jr (Tommy) 1917<br />
Above top: Learning the game –<br />
grandfather Fred Butterworth, Ian,<br />
Don (Approx 1954)<br />
Three generations of Frasers - Donald, Ian and David<br />
Zinc at Rosebery while studying, then as an accountant<br />
with Nestle in NSW before enlisting in the RAAF.<br />
THE WAR YEARS He flew “ferry missions” via Gibraltar<br />
to Malta, then, based on Malta, torpedo bombers before<br />
being shot down in March 1943. He spent the remainder<br />
of the war as a PoW in Stalag Luft III, playing a minor<br />
role in what became known as “The Great Escape” and<br />
taking part in The Long March in January 1945.<br />
After the war, he was appointed Company Secretary of<br />
the new Burnie Australian Titanium Products plant where<br />
he remained, becoming Managing Director in 1967, until<br />
his retirement in 1975.<br />
FAMILY He and Joan lived on the North West coast<br />
with children Ian (Grammar, 1959 – 67 and teacher<br />
1988 – 2009) and Sue. Ian’s children, Jenni, Robyn<br />
and David attended Grammar between 1988 and 1996.<br />
In 2012 Don returned to Launceston where he re-lived<br />
fond memories of growing up on High St and Windmill<br />
Hill wandering the paddocks of Newstead with Cuffs and<br />
Smiths and Gunns and Gees and Greens.<br />
DIED March 14, <strong>2015</strong> aged 100 years … and 2 days<br />
“Dad was a very simple man - as in uncomplicated – there was certainly<br />
nothing simple-minded about him. Perhaps shaped by his depression<br />
upbringing and years as a Prisoner of War, he had simple tastes, he enjoyed<br />
simple pleasures, and always looked for the simplest way to do things.<br />
The simple tastes?<br />
- food!!! - fruit, chocolate, potatoes, chops…more chocolate<br />
- money! He lived by the motto, “Neither a borrower nor a lender be”<br />
- waste nothing – never throw anything away because it can always be<br />
used again<br />
And his simple pleasures?<br />
- the outdoors – gardening and sport and simply walking<br />
- sitting quietly, reading or listening to music puffing away at his pipe<br />
- people of all sorts and from all backgrounds<br />
He hated fuss, except if an attractive female was doing the fussing, and he<br />
never swore, unless you count “Bloody oxalis” or “Blessed matches” when he<br />
couldn’t light his pipe.<br />
He was an ordinary man who lived an extraordinary life for an extraordinary<br />
100 years. As such, he has lessons for us all - his capacity<br />
- to take things in his stride<br />
- to never dwell on past problems but always look forward to better,<br />
happier times<br />
- to treat people, even sometimes difficult people, with respect and grace<br />
and humour,<br />
- and to deal with life’s struggles in the same way.<br />
And for allowing us to see the goodness and brightness and joy that he<br />
brought into the lives of others – those who knew him hardly at all as well as<br />
close family - just by simply being himself.”<br />
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