DRUG RAID: Raid that led her on the journey to faith

CASSIE COOPER as told to Lauren Martin

Adapted by FRANK MORRIS

CASSIE COOPER WITH HER ‘REALLY GREAT’ FACILITATOR, SALVATION ARMY CHAPLIN BRIAN RENNIE.

LAST EASTER MARKS A YEAR SINCE CASSIE COOPER FIRST WALKED INTO CHURCH WITH HER DAUGHTER. IT WAS A TURNING POINT IN HER JOURNEY TO FAITH.

My house was raided by police on February 10, 2018. It was a rude awakening from a sixteen year stint in and out of drug abuse.

I was addicted to smoking ice, an addiction unknown to anyone in my family until the police raid. They actually raided my mother’s house because I was living in the shed.

My life had become that bad.

When I woke up the next morning in a prison cell, I was gobsmacked; heartbroken. I just thought about my mum’s heart as to whether it was still beating.

I know what it would have done to her. I would not be here without my mother.

She’s still kept that door open for me, even after her home was raided and the embarrassment that brought her.

That feeling I had that morning in the cell was gut-wrenching. I realised that I’d been caught, and the time had come to learn the really hard part of living; so that I wouldn’t do this ever again.

It was time to change.

Brian Rennie, a Salvation Army court chaplain, was my godsend. I came into contact with him at the courthouse on one of my court dates. Eventually, I received a suspended sentence.

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DREAMS …
“THERE SEEMS TO BE SOMETHING IN DREAM IMAGES THAT REMINDS US OF LANGUAGE … WE HAVE THE FEELING THAT THEY MIGHT MEAN SOMETHING”, SAID THE ENGLISH POET, SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE.
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My solicitor suggested that I see Brian and do the Positive Lifestyle Program (PLP) run by The Salvation Army.

Brian opened doors that I didn’t think could open; he showed me things about myself I didn’t know existed.

Brian is a really great facilitator; he’s really understanding. He’s put up with me, from being a rude drug addict … to what I am now. He has seen quite a transformation.

Last Easter, my daughter asked me where the Easter Bunny came from. I said, “I don’t know.” So I asked my mum if we could go to church at Easter. My daughter just loved it.

It was all for my daughter initially, but in the end I started going to church for myself.

Northlakes Salvation Army is my ‘home away from home’. I feel really welcome. God is working miracles. Brian gave me a Bible; I really love that Bible. I read it every day.

I take it everywhere I go.

SOURCE: This article was adapted from The drug raid that led to faith; Warcry, April 13, 2019.

Below: Easter time Cassie walked into a church -- for the first time; it was the turning point.

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DREAMS …
THE PAST IS ALL ONE TEXTURE, WHETHER FEIGNED OR SUFFERED; WHETHER ACTED OUT IN THREE DIMENSIONS; OR ONLY WITNESSED IN THAT SMALL THEATRE OF THE BRAIN WHICH STAYS BRIGHTLY LIT ALL NIGHT LONG. -- ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON, SCOTTISH WRITER.


GOODBYE JACK: Son John says au revoir to Jack on behalf of the family … “Dad was a man’s man.”

ASSOCIATE PROFESSOR, JOHN EDEN

Adapted by FRANK MORRIS

SURFING LEGEND, BOBBY BROWN, PLOWS DOWN A WAVE WITH A BALANCD, SWEEPING RIGHT HAND TURN. HE WAS A SURFING EXTROVERT. THE YEAR WAS 1964. HE WAS ONE OF JACK’S DISCOVERIES.

“LIFE, GROWING UP WITH DAD, WAS FUN” SAID JOHN.

Welcome to this celebration of Dad’s life. I would like to say a few words on behalf of Mum, Adam, Michelle, Danielle and myself.

Life, growing up with Dad, was fun. Surfing, fishing and his crazy friends.

Dad used to have a motorbike and a MG. The motorbike, a white Triumph I believe, had a sidecar with roof racks.

Dad was a man’s man.

In an era of “toxic masculinity” … he taught me respect for women, but not to be afraid to be a man.

He surrounded himself with colourful strong men: my uncles and his surfing mates: Scott Dillon, Midget Farrelly and The four amigos/musketeers – Dad, Reg Millar, Norm Robins and Frank Morris.

I am a third generational fisherman and I have fond memories of bogging black nippers with dad and uncle Bill; and to go fishing the next day -- crabbing and prawning at night.

We used to do surfing safaris to find new surfing spots.  I remember one trip to Spot X where we surfed all day and then slept on the beach on tarpaulins.

Another time Uncle Tony came on a surfing safari, and collected a mountain of lobsters, which we boiled on the beach and ate with bread and butter.

Dad was smart, practical and a trailblazer.

Dad self-taught himself photography.

There used to be these amazing conversations about aspects of his craft. I remember that he would go on and on about “the mysteries of light.”

He used to tell us to “take lots of pictures, and photograph everything: not just the surfers, but the beaches, the people, shops and even signs.

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ABOUT JACK EDEN …
PART OF JACK’S TRIBUTE TO THE UNFORGETTABLE AND INDOMITABLE BOBBY BROWN: “BOBBY LIVED AND SURFED TO THE MAX. I FIRST MET HIM WHEN HE ABOUT ELEVEN. AT AGE 13, HE WAS THE FIRST TO NOSE RIDE AT CRONULLA. RIDING THE POINT, HIS SURFING PROWESS BECAME LEGENDARY.”
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In a time when no-one wants to go to a museum; when Dad’s Surfing exhibition was on there would be lines out the doors. I’m told that many a time, old surfers would find themselves in a picture and marvel.

When mum got onto the National Gallery, a historian came out and had a look at Dad’s stuff. They took the collection because it was social commentary, a photographic record of the sixties onwards; it was all there.

Some of Dad’s collection is in the Maritime Museum, too.

I remember a time when he had to photograph mirrors. He had to invent a way of using flashes to do it.

He put together the first surfing magazine, Surfabout, with Frank Morris.

Dad had an earthy practical wisdom: Know what you like son; don’t confuse lust for love; be high on life son, not drugs.

He was also good with his hands and made many things. He was an upholsterer.

Dad loved to talk. Tracks magazine described Dad in the following way:  “Jack can talk under six foot of wet cement ...he’s a human time machine...”

The one time he was silent was the time Jack met John Denver. Eddie, his son-in-law, had obtained tickets to the John Denver concert.

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ABOUT JACK EDEN …
SURFABOUT REVISITED FITTED THE PERTH MUSEUM’S GOAL – PROMOTING ITS HISTORY COLLECTION … ON THIS OCCASION, WE HAVE CAUGHT “THE WAVE OF SUCCESS”, WRITES THE MUSEUM. THE EXHIBITION WAS A CHANCE TOO GOOD TO MISS. “THE STUNNING BLACK AND WHITE PHOTOGRAPHS BY SURF GURU, JACK EDEN, HAD NOSTALGIA, STYLE AND WIDE APPEAL”.
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Dad had a great time and then Eddie took him to the VIP area to meet the great singer. All dad could say was, “Hello John,” and then his lower jaw just hung open.

No surfing stories, not another word came out apparently. A first for Dad.

Dad the ballet partner.

Michelle told me an interesting story recently. She learned ballet from a young age. She reminded me that Dad used to be her dance partner in the pas de deux.

Dad received many honours from the surfing community including being inducted into the Surfing Hall of Fame. My kids, after that, called him “Poppy the Legend”.

Dad was a strong family man.

We Eden’s love family. Even if we don’t see each other regularly, we will do anything for family.

Barbara, my wife, and I encouraged favourite aunties and uncles for our kids as a safety net.

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ABOUT JACK EDEN …
VALE. BOBBY BROWN, ONE OF NATURE’S GENTLEMEN, A MR NICE GUY OF SURFING IN AUSTRALIA. TRAGICALLY, BOBBY WAS KILLED IN A DISPUTE OVER A BILLIARD TABLE AT HIS LOCAL HOTEL. HE WAS AGED 20.
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Dad was one of 16 kids and used to tell this story over and over: apparently one day the local Catholic priest knocked on the door, saw all the kids and said, “Ah, you must be good Catholics!”

Grandfather Eden replied, “No, we are Passionate Protestants.”

Dad was a family man.

Dad was an honourable man.

Dad was wise, clever and full of fun.

Dad was an example to us kids and his many friends of how to be a real man, father and true friend.

We would also like to thank the wonderful nurses from the Parkinson’s association who were always just a phone call away and were so helpful and comforting to mum.

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ABOUT JACK EDEN …
THE LAST WORD! AS A SURF-STARVED SIXTIES “GREMMIE”, WROTE LEGENDARY SURFER ANDREW MACKINNON, I COULDN’T WAIT FOR SURFABOUT TO HIT THE NEWSAGENT STANDS. I WROTE TO JACK EDEN JUST TO SEE IF HE WOULD PUBLISH MY LETTER OF THANKS. TO MY SURPRISE – HE DID!
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Lastly, we kids want to honour Mum.

Mum and Dad were married for over 60 years. We all remember that part of the wedding vows that reminds us to remain in “sickness and in health.”

Well, Mum modelled how to keep your wedding vows. For twenty years Dad had Parkinson’s disease and Mum met every challenge resolutely and bravely. Thank you Mum.

Finally …

THE SURFER

Waves churn,
the lone surfer stares,
searching for that one.
Perfection.
Of wind and water
that will carry him
as his board,
glides along
the watery plain
towards his destiny …
Thank you.

SOURCE: Jack Eden was buried on Friday, October 4, 2019. Jack’s coffin was at St Andrews Church, Sans Souci, draped in the Union Jack flag, with a mini-mini surfboard, white flowers and navy blue cap.

Below: Jack and part of beloved Surfabout Revisited Collection in 1997.


RIVETS THE DOG …

THE END


WALT DISNEY: Final! The secret life of Walter

JIM HOKERMAN       Adapted by FRANK MORRIS

REMEMBER WHAT I SAID …

“I DON’T WANT A FUNERAL,” SAID WALT. “I WANT PEOPLE TO REMEMBER ME ALIVE”.

One of the things about life that used to bug Walt Disney was death. Walt hated the idea of dying. “Dad never goes to a funeral if he can help it”, daughter Diane once revealed.

“If he has to go to one, it plunges him into a reverie which lasts for hours after he’s home”. Obviously, Walt was figuring something out.

“I don’t want a funeral”, said Walt. “I want people to remember me alive”.

Accordingly, when Disney died in December, 1966, his funeral service wasn’t announced until it was all over. No details, including disposition of the body, were ever released.

All that the Los Angeles Times was able to discover was that the ‘secret rites’ had been conducted at Forest Lawn Cemetery – a theme park with a “Mausoleum of Freedom” for dead soldiers …

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ABOUT WALT DISNEY …
ALL EMPLOYEES ARE GRADUATES OF THE UNIVERSITY OF WALT DISNEY WHERE THEY HAVE STUDIED WALT DISNEY TRADITIONS ONE AND TWO. THEY LEARNED, IN THE WORD OF ONE CAMPUS DIRECTIVE, “TO ENJOY THINKING OUR WAY”.
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It’s not nice to “kill off Santa Claus”, so most cynics figured that the decision to downplay Disney’s funeral was simply good business.

Romantics believed that Disney, with a late interest in cryogenics, had had himself frozen like a TV dinner. He was destined to sleep on a cushion of liquid nitrogen until some Prince Charming appeared with a cure for the big C.

Meanwhile, Disney’s corporate heirs continued to act as though their master were still alive.

When Walt died, he was drawing up plans for a city – cash free, climate controlled, and vacuum cleaned.

It was a space-age pyramid of dwellings where 20,000 or so lucky Alices could live inside his Magic Kingdom for the rest of their lives.

SOURCE: Adapted from Jim Hokeman’s The secret life of Walter Disney, published in Nation Review, May 31, 1979.

Below: TIME Magazine and Walt Disney. Most of the American and international press, radio and television—magazines – got caught up in the Disney frenzy. 

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ABOUT WALT DISNEY …
“I BELIEVED THAT EVERY CONCEPTION IS IMMACULATE”, HE TOLD A STAFF MEMBER, AND HE OPENED DUMBO (1941) WITH A SQUARON OF STORKS FLYING OVER FLORIDA TO “DELIVER BABIES” OF EXPECTANT CIRCUS ANIMALS.

Posted in: Grand Years with Frank Morris at 25 October 19

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