PERSONALITY PARADE: NO 11.

Dozerdust, Volume 1, Issue 13, 4 September 1943, Page 3

PERSONALITY PARADE: NO 11.

OUR RUNHING TWSPORT SGT, CHARLES * J, RYE. ’ (&Y TOOTHAOHE) ♦

# born somewhere in el than, somewhere round .the'.year 1020 was all our popular transport egt. was prepared to say on.his very early life* partly bee - auee of innate modesty, and partfry because, as ho said, ” there is so much bullshit about taranaki that onp.. cannot take too much-for granted* he was eurex of his later years when’ he attended tho village -school held in the back of tho local mission’ . house-. had it not boon for the now fangled ru&e that-pupils must, not woar hobnailed boots, which cut short his oducatuion j

he considers that 'he might have been duiK of the shhool W-.d he been able to continue going f?or\another ten years* in reply to ths question of what he considered tho most important event in his youth, he said ho was sure it was the time when he represented his school in a football match against the old identities club* ho said ho-., was the only drawback in his team* after tho match he was one of t he few chosen to broadcast an account of the game; apart from dl •f '

• an incessant attack of hiccups owing to tho bad boor ho had at half time, the broadcast was highly successful, * * * on leaving school ha was tied down to tho printing business, a profession his family had followed for generations* at home ho has stones which were cut by one of his ancestors in the stone age* his preference, ho said, was the transport profession* ho was most hapny when running about, ♦ ♦ * that is why, ho went on* i chose transport in tho army, but, ho addod sadly, the army has it on taranaki* n i came over here as transport sgt* and what do you think i was given? • i did neb know. " you dont know? ho asked incredulous] y. 0 you haven’t heard what happened to mel i was given a pick and shovel” ho shouted,’ 1 and told to shift a mountain of dirt, then they gave mo a wheel barrowa then they took it away, now i have to run everywhere, when the party went to dumboa i ran my legs off chasing lorriosS What about a motor bike*, i asked. f; i had one of them, but it was pinched; the one i have now has only one wheel. i ridoit in emergencies* you have no idoahow tired my feet get* i wont be happy agidn until i get a wheel barrow.*