Warragamba Dam (ePub)

This book is a true story written in the true Australian language, warts and all.

It is now January 1946 and World War ll is over and we had travelled halfway around the world to deliver a cargo of high - octane petrol to Sydney. With the war over, it allowed the Captain to pay me off ship so that I could have my injuries attended to, it also allowed me to see the sights of Sydney and get to understand the slang.

My visit to Kings Cross was disappointing, too many Honky Tonks and shonky. The pretty girls that caught my eye like the barmaid at the Edinburgh Castle in Pitt Street who gave me every second beer free because I was a Merchant Seaman. The two waitress' in the restaurant on William Street who gave me half price meals five nights a weeks and also invited me to stay at their unit in Bourke Street two nights a week all in the one bed. I was like a rabbit running from burrow to burrow!

Taking a jobs on Garden Island Dry Dock with the M.W.S & D.B. (Sydney Water Board) the word on everyones lips was "Warragamba" a huge dam to be built on the Warragamba river fifty miles from Sydney.

I had heard and dreamed about this country in my childhood days, I now knew I was in the land of milk and honey. Packing my bags I headed west to Warragamba. Turning my head to my left shoulder, I admitted it had been a wild ride and if you want to keep sitting there and come along for the rest of the ride you are welcome to, thank you Lady Luck.

The book now tells the story of the next fourteen years, it is not all technical, it's about the people, the hardships they had to suffer, the fights with the migrants, the bush fires and floods, the six o'clock swill, the ladies of the night, my marriage to a lovely lady and then the birth of our five children and my many exploits.

You must read the book for a hell raising story....let the good times roll.....Red Morgan