Thank you Martin Lo for this photo.
Trunk from google
I was twenty months old when Dad went to England in 1956. He came back in 1959. I didn't remember much except one day, Dad and mum went to the jetty to bring back his big metal trunk. It was bulky and heavy. Mum and Dad had to use a shoulder pole.
That was my vivid memory of Dad coming back.
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