Others have spoken of his time in the Territory, I would like to talk about what made the man: from a dirt poor childhood living on the fringes of a tiny Queensland town, to his life as an advocate of human rights here in the Territory and overseas.
Aww, fucking blowouts. Blowouts are fucking hairy, getting pushed off the road almost into a bloody table drain by a bloody road-train. They were some hairy experiences you know. Fortunately I had a good bull-bar and good brakes and wasn’t travelling all that fast and those really, really terrible diversions whilst they were building the new road [the Buntine Highway.]