Long Way to Goulacullin

The seasons of my life have passed by so quickly, and now as I reachthe autumn of my life, I refl ect on what has been and what mighthave been. I have been lucky and am somewhat surprised that I have made it this faron my journey of life. Now I look back and remember, on these pages,those that I knew and those whose lives were never fulfi lled. I am only one of a quarter of a million people who were brought up in thechild welfare system in the 1950s and 60s in Australia, and who are nowreferred to as the Forgotten Australians.