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If I remember right, memories are a bit dim, it was at a party at Garry’s place. On the night John & partner who were in a Citron Goddess when a tipper truck ran over the car, we all thought no one could get out of that alive, but John & his partner emerged completely unscathed, the car panels just fell off in a heap.
Very sad to hear the news the other night.
RIP John.
Pete J
Hello old climbing friends,
I’ve been trying to think of what to say and what to type for 3 days now and it’s still not clear to me.
In 1966 I first met John - just under 50 years ago, when we all slept in the bottom cave at Narrow Neck. I remember a club meeting at the old Railway Hotel opposite Central Railway Station where I helped to drill a hole in the kerb for a carrot bolt with bolt plate which was tied with a number 4 climbing rope rope, along with a primitive strain meter, to the back of some old car. John got in the car, took up the slack, and slowly drove away. We were all standing around drinking and laughing at the absurdity of the whole thing.
We were young and exuberant and learnt to love climbing and each other. That love still unites us.
Fizz, we met just a few times and I feel desperately sad. I’m sad for you and your family and my prayers are with you.
That love is our strength. It has kept me strong, and so in time, it will keep you strong.
John, I’ll miss you.
Love
Keith R
