the stupidity of national borders, page-27

Marketinfo says: You are basically suggesting the wild west.

I migrated to the Wild West on the Kanimbla in 1958.

Like all refugees (from the staid Eastern States) I had
a hard time. My first job in Perth was lumping bags
of frozen fish-heads in a cold storage works. I was
a stockman on an Outback development block.
I got $62 a week, showered under a tank stand.
I slept in a corner of a machinery shed, rarely
rode a horse as I drove a bulldozer at one
end of a massive old anchor-chain as we
cleared the bush. No Greenies back then.
They were clearing a million acres a year.
The WA mining boom was about to begin.

I was pioneering the Wild West and loved
every minute of it. All I want is for other
refugees to have the same Fair Go I got.
Here I am in the Pilbara. The ABC PAID
me to drive from Perth north for five
days to make TV doco about the
dawn of the Iron-Ore Boom.

Bill the camera-man is unloading his gear to film
the base camp for the Mount Goldsworthy Mine.
Many more were to follow. But I was there in
the Wild West as the Iron-ore boom began: