Brendan Connell
Fragments of my life
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Brendan Connell and his God

We were good mates I haven’t thought about Brendan Connell for decades. We were mates in primary school, when we both were unequivocal catholics. He was good fun, smart and a better than average sportsperson. We competed fiercely with each other scholastically and in a sporting sense. Occassionally we came …

getting the cuts at 12
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Getting the cuts

I attended an all boys school in Geelong.  It was catholic.  The culture was toxic on many levels.  Getting the cuts was being strapped on the hand by a heavy leather belt.  This practice is now outlawed. This is for Terry Collins – you left early, I have no idea …

Fragments of my life
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Postcards from Hell

When is the right time to change? I nearly left it too late. This was kind of confronting to write.  Its not easy to fess up to being  as low and as reprehensible as I was. These are the snapshots I remember.  This is for the people mentioned in the …

Fragments of my life

Collateral Damage

This was hard to write.  But I feel better for having done it.   This is for hundreds of people but in particular the following -Ralph Steiner who knew there was something very wrong and tried to save me.  Sorry Ralph I’d pulled up the drawbridge.   For Danny Connolley …