‘Their story is theirs to tell as they choose’
May 02, 2021
4 minutes
Sometime in 2019, a friend told me she was visiting Auckland for 24 hours. What should she do? I answered straight away: climb Rangitoto and go to dinner with my parents, Karl and Kay Stead. I knew I could suggest that without asking first. Energetic by nature, she did both. Karl and Kay did what they always do – gave her a great supper, enjoyed her company.
I’m back in Auckland right now, escaping the UK, still besieged by Covid, with my husband, Guy, and children. We’re here to see whānau, two big families of siblings, nieces and nephews, and four parents in their late eighties and nineties, born between 1927 and 1933.
Guy and I left New Zealand in 1996 and our teenage children
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