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I have been privileged to receive some interesting and touching personal stories from visitors to the Wacol Base pages; hey, I've got some stories and memories myself! With permission from the people concerned, I'll put them on-line here for everyone to share.
As a child I lived in the actual camp, the only house in the camp. My father was the Company Commander of 'C' Company at 11 National Service Training Battalion. I am still in touch with several men who were junior officers at the time. I will forward the details of the site to them.
On Anzac day last year I wandered around the deserted camp on my own - reliving memories. I wandered in through the old sentry gates to the camp (our only entrance at the time). I photographed the old Officers Mess and found Battalion Headquaters, what was left of C Company and wandered down the road to where the Catholic chapel used to be. I saw your reference to the chapel but there were a few chapels representing the different religions. I found the road to our house. It is largely covered by grass these days and has broken up in most places. I tried to see where our house had stood but nature has taken over and I could only guess at its' location. I then made my way up to the sports oval which stands beside the Ipswich road. After wandering across it with the long grasses waving in the breeze and me remembering many a sports day, barracking madly for the 'C' Company representatives. This was my own personal Anzac Day.
Thank you for taking the time to photograph the old site and to put the photos up on the website for those with ties to enjoy.
Lynne
Barry of the UK is another overseas friend with a connection with the base: Your piece on Wacol army camp brought back memories - I was stationed in Singapore with HQ 3 Command Brigade, Royal Marines between 1967-70 and during that period (I think in 1968) we did an exercise in northern Queensland acting as enemy for the Australian SAS who were then training for deployment in Vietnam. After the exercise, we had about 3 weeks "R and R" in Surfers Paradise and also stayed at Wacol camp in old WWII nissan huts. I can't really rememeber much about the camp itself, but it was disected by a main road and on the other side of that road was a reception centre for the "�10" UK immigrants. It was nearly empty at that stage as the assisted immigration scheme was drawing to a close. Enjoyed your site. Regards, Barry |
Matt, an Australian now living in France, is another overseas friend with a connection with the base:
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