From the age of eight years I was made aware that University followed after school ended. So in my sub-senior year at high school I decided that dentistry would be my career. I was one of the 26 who graduated from the class of 1955. Now reduced to 13, our frequent class reunions are more[…]
I commenced my Agricultural Science degree in 1961. Along with many “freshers”, I travelled by Council bus from North Quay to St. Lucia for the start of Orientation Week. I still remember the reaction when the sandstone buildings of the UQ campus first came into view: A shout of “There it is” arose spontaneously from[…]
At the beginning of March 1943, war-time Brisbane was a garrison city overflowing with an influx of servicemen from Australia, New Zealand, and the United States, amongst others, gathered here as a staging point for northern operations in the South Pacific. Food and clothing were partly rationed, as was petrol, and at night the city[…]
My mother, Agnes Skoien (nee Moore), was the oldest graduate of this university when she died in 1994. I never thought about going to Uni myself, but wasn’t surprised when she booked me into the Women’s College at Kangaroo Pt in 1950. THAT was an experience. I loved Mum’s stories about her time at Uni.[…]
I was never not going to go to University. My father was on the lecturing staff in Botany; my mother was a graduate in science from the University of Western Australia; my sister Margaret, three years ahead of me, was about to graduate in Arts. I began my studies in 1947, enrolling in Science. Maths,[…]