Our Phyllis was born in 1922. With a big sister, three big brothers, and a doting daddy who spoiled her rotten.
The family lived on the banks of the Murray River where they worked a fruit block, and had the local post office. At age 16 Phyllis became the postmistress, after big sister got married and big brothers went off to war.
Met a gorgeous, spunky young fella named Andrew when she was 16, and spent the next 52 years making him the luckiest man alive. She married him 5 years later, and they were married for 47 years until Andrew died in 1990, on their wedding anniversary.
Four kids were produced by this idyllic? union, Alicia, Graeme, Peter, and Stephen. Stephen died at the age of six and the rest of the rabble continue to breed and assist in the population of the country.
Alicia is covered elsewhere in this technological adventure.
Graeme married Lois (his childhood sweetheart, just like his dad), and they had 4 kids, Debbie, William (stillborn), Karen and Teena. Karen (married to Trevor) is keeping up the reproduction habits of her forebears with Emma-Lee and Taylah.
Peter and Merran have Laureen and Janelle, both too young at this point to be carrying on these traditions.
Andrew and Phyllis moved house frequently during the first 25 years of their marriage, following Andrew's wanderlust, and his search for success. From the fruitblocks of southern New South Wales, to the rat race of Melbourne's eastern suburbs where he had various labouring jobs and they owned and ran mixed businesses, to a farm in Western Australia, then back to Melbourne where they finally put down roots and stayed in one place for 20 years.
Phyllis moved to country Victoria after Andrew's death and she lives in the same town as Alicia. She usually shares her home with a 4 legged critter and her favorite breed is a papillon. The current encumbent of this exhaulted position is a very new member of the family who goes by name of Annabelle, and who is 2 years old.
