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Pat Dunning, angels guard thee

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De Facto
Liamy MacNally

He was always tall. Even as a young fellow Pat Dunning towered over us all. Some sight in short trousers. If he fell there was a lot of him to get cut and scraped! He received many war wounds. We were good friends, even then.
His gangly gait was most welcome in testosterone battles. He wasn’t someone who was pushed around easily in the schoolyard or football field. He had a competitive spirit that found expression in and through the team.
Back then, for some unknown reason, a group of us tried to adopt our fathers’ Christian names. Pat became Paddy, which was easy. He was forever Paddy to me. Me becoming Joe didn’t stick and Pat resorted to calling me Willie, as he did throughout his life. Mick Moran became Mick Andy.
My father and Willie Kelly (James Street) had the grazing of King’s Hill. We had a couple of cows while Willie used it for cattle he was moving on, as a cattle jobber. At one stage there was........

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