Allan Dick TODAY
Sep 05, 2019
4 minutes
Words + Photos Allan Dick
THE WAY IT USED TO BE
The summer of 1955/1956 was a big one for me. I was 15 years of age and still going to school, but I had my first holiday away from my parents. In some ways, it was a coming of age for me – in an era before sex, drugs and rock and roll.
Ray Hill, a school mate who had left school and already spent a year in the workforce, knew where there was an ancient Ford Model T (on a farm) that could be bought for a couple of choruses rather than a complete song. He suggested we buy it, do it up and head to Queenstown for the
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