Australia, in that time, was a harsh and unforgiving place with a people born of convict stock. Hardship depicted that things were black and white and, should circumstance turn bad, matters were dealt with in a manner reflecting the brutality of the country.
The relentless dry heat of the baking sun, the listless hang of the eternal eucalypts and the everlasting expanse of red rock and vast flat plains, the shimmering mirage on the horizon and the impossibility of what lay ahead.
Whatever eventuated to destroy the life of the Frye's was borne in the unrelenting hardship of the country and the oppression of the circumstance prevailing at that time.
To some degree a vestige of the same inherent legacy remains, subliminally, in the heart and minds of the denizens who chose to live in Australia to this day, reflecting, to a large degree, the extreme of the vastness and unforgiving nature of this land .
M Who fled these shores 55 years ago for the abundance of New Zealand.
A reflection on reading John Wiley's tragic account in his poem "Frye's Clump"