Too
Late to Say Goodbye
The story of a Territory man who has battled against
discrimination, deafness and despair
- and survived to tell his tale...
Life has often been hard in Australia's Northern Territory, but
it can be tougher if you can't hear. ST Daly's life over the last 30
years has been a series of battles: trying to hold down a job in a
world that depends so much on sound - driving trucks, raising a
family, racing stockcars. This personal account gives an insight into
the Northern Territory before and after Cyclone Tracy, through side
avenues even Territorians might not have been through, and up and
down the roads of outback Australia.
Abused, beaten, sometimes bloody but always unbowed, the
author's story will draw you into the quiet world of someone who
would never quit.
Here's part of his recollection of the night Cyclone Tracy hit -
when he was playing in a band as "Darwin's only deaf guitarist...":
- My ever present fan was blowing in my face, often sending my
cap into the maze of cables and microphones behind me. Even though
we were still playing at about 9 o'clock that night, we left a
radio on that would interrupt us every hour to tell the people
what Tracy was doing.
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- When the pub started to shake rattle and roll about 10 or 11
o'clock the management suggested that those who wanted to go home
before the storm, as we thought it was, should do so now. Many
patrons, including myself, chose the warm and comfy spot where we
were rather than go outside into that. But the lights flickered
yet again, and the rumble and crash of tables and chairs from the
outside beer garden and the endless flapping of corrugated iron
started to get even worse. The windows and doors rippled in the
glow of hastily grabbed torches or kerosene lanterns.
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- A bunch of us decided to stay at the pub - it was just too
dark and windy outside. Every so often there would be an almighty
flash of lightning and a rolling clap of thunder that shook the
floor we were standing on - you could see the tables shake and the
odd glass or two go over. The equipment we were using was mostly
valve operated stuff and even before the power went the main
amplifier had blown big time....
This book describes the life, loves and losses of a Territory
battler whose sharp eye more than compensates for his lack of hearing
in the tough world of the Australian outback.
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