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Dave Australia about Madras st Bridgeton
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Date Posted: 14:48:13 05/12/02 Sun
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Story by Murdo Morrison about Yoker
's message, "MY TENEMENT STORY" on 14:40:14 05/12/02 Sun
Well Madras Street was a long time ago and I was very young, but I remember some of it. And what I remember was how clean it was, and close, how the single copper pipes gleamed, the stairs were ancient but swept and scrubbed, the toilet, considering how many must have used it, clean, and I wonder what it was that made it like that, how I always felt safe and happy, how I knew more people than I knew since, how people looked out for one another and each other kids, and how there was so much pride, why, I don't know. I see pictures of what the newer 60's buildings ended up like and I say, we could never live like that, they wouldn't let you. So it might be just rose coloured selective memory, or maybe, there was something very special about growing up there, and maybe something was lost in later generations. Maybe the poverty became truly deep as more and more lost work, the hopelessness deeper, and anger more bitter. We moved to Australia so I'll never know what happened to the old places or the newer ones that took their place.
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