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Inge inadvertently enabled something worthy out of utterly tragic circumstances.

There are many people who have impact in our lives. Inge was one of these people in my life.

Her influence was modest, and she was only ever a friendly face in the crowd, but someone who would always take the time to make sure I felt welcomed.

It is worth us all reflecting that in moments of hopelessness, that our impact extends far beyond what we might ever know.

She protected me from a ferocious social setting, and the nastiness of convention. An unparalleled kindness, and a trait that was celebrated too often after the fact.

Let’s be mindful of the support others bring in our lives while we can express it directly to them.

A great Australian once exhorted a group assembled in Kalgoorlie of which I was also a part to “never, ever give up” in our pursuit of realising the justices that are warranted across society. By his own example, he has demonstrated this fact, and his words have echoed as inspiration through the lives of many more since then.

Inge almost certainly would have known this Australian who spoke at this conference at Kalgoorlie, and it is likely that he too benefitted from the reassuring counsel that she would deliver to all those in her orbit as an expression of encouragement to maintain a sense of resolve with a cheerful smile in spite of difficulties.

This journey described in this book could never have been mapped in advance, and was mostly an exercise in misadventure. Even so, but for the kindness of Inge this might never had been possible.

She was always here for us, and it is a shame we could have done more in her time of need.

Her death was a trigger that set me off on this journey, and her legacy remains something I wish to uphold through my dedication of this book (which I am presently writing).

Amos 5:21-24 taken from The Message:

“I can’t stand your religious meetings.
I’m fed up with your conferences and conventions.
I want nothing to do with your religion projects, your pretentious slogans and goals.
I’m sick of your fund-raising schemes, your public relations and image making.
I’ve had all I can take of your noisy ego-music.
When was the last time you sang to me?
Do you know what I want?
I want justice – oceans of it.
I want fairness – rivers of it.
That’s what I want. That’s all I want.”


2 thoughts on “Dedication

    pengenie said:
    April 10, 2016 at 3:04 pm


      Pathfinder responded:
      April 10, 2016 at 5:40 pm

      Thanks Trish, she was an amazing lady. I hope I can do her legacy proud.

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