A Park life

Lived in Helen St., Westmead. Mum probably took me for walks when I was a baby, in 1963. My memories: watching the cycle races in the Park; losing a brand new Hush Puppy in the creek when mucking around on the way home from shopping with mum; tram rides; riding bikes along the track at the top of the old amphitheatre and sliding down the bank on corrugated iron sheets; fishing for carp near the causeway and getting ‘stabbed’ in the leg by Vaughn Maidly on one trip; watching cars try and cross the flooded causeway; jumping off the green bridge into the river, making sure to avoid the car below; wandering across the Park with the masses to watch the Eels at Cumberland Oval; watching the cricket at Old Kings (saw Doug Walters v Andy Roberts); cutting my foot wide open on piece glass on the exposed rocks near the causeway (the water level used to be much lower all the time); collecting tennis balls after floods.