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Braidwood , NSW |
"Hi you don’t know me, but are you related to
…………..?” A telephone call to delight most family tree researchers! Last
week, I received such a call from a second cousin, who had been
googling his Grandfather Angus Shepherd and come across
my blog on Angus Shepherd’s brother and my grandfather
“Malcolm Michael Shepherd” in the
Trans Tasman ANZAC Blog Challenge. I am not sure who was the most excited at
discovering the link!
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The Town Crier |
After a little contemplation and discarding my
plans for spring cleaning on the weekend (that wasn’t hard to do!) I
decided this was too good an opportunity to miss. How often does the
town that your ancestors lived in celebrate 175 years!
In fact, this made me wonder, how many towns in Australia could
celebrate 175 years. I quickly arranged flights to Canberra and conned my sister
to pick me up from the airport on Saturday morning and to accompany me
on the hour drive through to Braidwood for the celebrations.
Prior to leaving I made arrangements to meet up with my cousin so we
could swap stories and photos at the celebration.
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Penny Farthing bike |
The town was abuzz with markets, colourful signs,
locals dressed in costumes of the early settlers and bands and folk
groups entertained the passers-by on street corners. The smell of
coffee, hot chocolate and hot soup wafted from
the numerous cafes as my sister and I wandered along the street
checking out the local stores and different displays.
After a quick
visit to the local museum, and the purchase of a number of local history
books, we met with our cousin. He took us to see
a wonderful display of over 500 pictures of local families that was
organised by another of our distant cousins. The pictures featured the
families and “going-ons” of the district with many wonderful pictures of
the Shepherd Family and their involvement in
the carrier industry.
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Hearse and Mourner |
It was now time for the opening ceremony and the
grand parade along the main street. The crowd gathered on either side of the road and were treated a procession of bands, floats, old vehicles of all
descriptions, including horse and buggies, horse drawn hearse with a
lonely mourner in tow, old cars, fire engines and
penny-farthing bike with its rider precariously balanced on top.
The
proceedings were brought to a halt, mid parade, when a band of
bush rangers on horseback and cracking their stock whips galloped into
town and re-enacted robbing the bank.
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"Local Bush Ranger" |
The final star
entrant in the parade was a restored bullock wagon pulled along by a
team of Bullocks. A very fitting end to a very entertaining parade
considering our family links to the Bullock Trains!
The parade over, it was time for coffee and to swap family tree pictures and stories. My cousin proceeded to show me a wonderful collection of family memorabilia that had been passed down through his family. This collection was really exciting. There were photos and postcards from France, North
Africa and England that were sent by my grandfather
and his grandfather Malcolm and Angus Shepherd to their family back in
Australia when they were away fighting in WW1. I was also particularly
delight to see old family photos from the early 1900’s and to hear the
stories associated with each of the photos
and who the people in the photos were.To my delight, my cousin was happy for me to borrow the bundle of pictures and cards to take home and scan for my records.
The cold afternoon mist was settling in and the market stall owners were packing up, the tourists and locals were making their last minute purchases from the stores. It was time to head home! It was certainly worth my while to take part in Braidwood's 175 year celebration. I was certainly thankful for the New Family Stories, Photographs and Memories!!!
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Fitting end to the parade for Back to Braidwood 175 Year Celebration |