Nostalgia is not what it used to be!

What a nice week we had, Larry came from Hobart to attend a leaders conference and went home again Friday night. His bed here became vacant at that time as Greg and Sally arrived.
Larry took us to the back beach at Sorrento for lunch on Friday and on Saturday morning Greg and I went to the Monash University where there was a model exhibition. We had a great morning and why Peta Sue and Sally declined to come could only be comprehended by a female mind.

As soon as we entered we stopped at the Sherline exhibition of CNC machine tools
http://www.sher.com.au/
Greg got into a deep discussion with a man about the computerization of these machines, and as I was lost to most of the discussion my mind wandered around to thinking of the name Sherline. My mind went back to 1947 when I was the apprentice at the Red Point Tool Company in Prahran. This company was owned and ran by Mr. Sher.
Mr. Sher had a little son Ronnie, I remember little Ronnie coming in a time or two (about 5 years of age), holding tightly to his father's, (Mr. Sher's) hand. Over the years I had often wondered about little Ronnie, was he still alive? Did he follow in his father's footsteps?


As I waited for the deep discussion Greg and the man were having to conclude with the intention of asking the man if Sherline was in some way connected to The old Red Point Tool Company, I saw a little old man behind the counter with name tag that said "Ron Sher"
I asked him if he was the son of Mr Sher, and he replied, "I am indeed".
As I told who I was, his face lit up with surprise, as had mine.
We talked about the old factory and he was able to tell me about his journey as he followed in his father's footsteps.
I was very pleased, what a great thing to happen.
Yes, though nostalgia may not quite be what it used to be it is still alive and well in the human heart.


In the old photo above, I am the little apprentice sitting in the gutter.
Mr Sher is jut right of centre. The coloured photo below is of Ron (right) during his sojourn in America. The other Photo is of Mr. Sher himself!
I still remember all the people in the old photo with clarity. A young mind must be something like a sponge. I now have trouble remembering people I met a year or two ago, sometimes even yesterday!
Peta sue has just had a proof read and said, "We did lot more than that at the weekend". We went to Ben and Zoe's and watched the first half of the AFL (Australian Rules) Grand Final on a big screen along with lots of other "young" people, then we went to Paul's and watched the rest of the game, again on a big screen. The only downside was that the team I barracked for lost by one lousy point.
On Sunday morning we went to the Berwick vineyard Christian Church and afterwards to the home of our new Pastors Geoff and Jo Baker, for a dinner. We had good food and good fellowship. The good food consisted of Roast Beef and Yorkshire pudding followed Lemon Cheesecake made by their eldest son Timothy.
In the evening we watched the TV to see Brisbane down Melbourne in the NRL (Rugby) Grand Final. Again, not a good result.
Well, Winners are Grinners, but life is good.



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