In the middle of winter in 1968, at a place called the Ryde Soldiers Memorial Hospital, Eastwood, somewhere in Sydney Australia, a little baby boy is born to a 20 year old mother and a 21 year old father. The baby already has a brother who, in later life, will follow his fathers steps for a while at least, and join the army.
The mother is contented for now, as she knows no other way to be, in the era that she finds herself to be a part, (or is it apart?) The father is getting disillusioned with the whole "god, queen and country " thing and after seeing the sights of Vietnam as only a few have seen it, He decides not to rein-list when his “time” is up.
The Father has a shift in thought, and packs the contented mother and the two sons into a VW combi van and heads north.
Running, running, running from the demons that are within, this goes on for many years, the father has become another man and the family are bewildered. what a tour that must have been, oh the sights we have never seen.
Once there was a lull in the storm, and the Father and mother now have two daughters to add to the flock, all of the six could not, with growing children, fit in the little combi van, so bowing to pressure to get a “more substantial” place for his family, the father buys a thirty foot passenger bus and fits it out to live in.
Round and round again and all that running, the devils are still within!
He stops for a degree in fine art, in the southwest seaside community known as killarney beach, and discovers a rare peace that resides with the demons, He nurtures it.
The baby boy is a fine strapping young lad now in his tenth year and although quiet and thoughtful, is always aware of the devils, he sees them too.
He may be his fathers favourite child, he is aware of this as well. perhaps this is the reason that the father has shared the demons with him or perhaps this is a result of him sharing the demons, who can tell? The demons thrive however, and seem to be every where,
The storm, the turmoil, the demons and the family have to go again, maybe they will outrun them this time, like they have never done before.
there is a house now, and the children have friends for the first time. The father is trying, trying to be what he is not, He builds a business of making pottery, this has calmed the demons, subdued them for a while, the boy is thirteen now and has his own demons to add to the ones he keeps for his father, The mother may be contented, its hard to tell.
The boy is full with words and phrase, the educators don’t like the boy, his words fill them with fear, not of the boy but of themselves, the boy refuses to be molded. the boy wants his integrity. The boys father has given him aside from every thing else, this integrity, and the boy will hold onto this for ever.
The demons return to the father in tenfold, the boy is ignoring his own demons and now they are running again the whole family, the combi, and the bus couldn’t out run the demons so now the father is trying with pushbikes, the demons catch up faster now, faster than they ever have before.
The father stops running and turns to the demons, there ensues a mighty battle, one that will rage on for many years, the boy has to go, he is fourteen now and so he picks up his surf board and goes north!
The brother joins the army and the daughters go quietly crazy. The mother wonders what has just happened and nobody can tell her.
Their world crumbles, they all part and fall apart until…
The father has beaten the demons and lives in peace now, the mother battles new demons and the daughters are fine upstanding members of the brave new world, the brother is broken now from dancing with the demons across the sea, north of the cape, they are the same ones that his father fought and eventually beat, but the brother has a whole lot of running to do before he can learn that.
The boy is thirty eight now and has been at war for many years, but the battle is almost won, He no longer has to run, and the boy will live in peace.
He has his own little flock they all are happy but not to be contented, they are alive! the demons cant get in. They can only inhabit the ones that are dying.
perhaps I am the boy…
perhaps somewhat of a rambling account of a journey through a part of one family’s life,