He found me a private room in his mission hall. He asked me if I minded sharing it with another Englishman. It was a roof over my head and I said that it was not a problem. Padre then confided the other person was actually an English professor who had sampled the demon drink too often. The professor and I had a number of very interesting discussions together for the three days I was in the mission. Padre Strange put an advertisement in the local paper for board and accommodation and I was placed with a lovely family. The padre was known as the “Migrants’ Friend`. He ran a regular radio programme. He persuaded me to be interviewed on his programme to talk about my experiences. It was hard, considering that I had been in the country for just two or three days. I was able to say how much I liked the City of Adelaide and I would be starting work in the engineering design department of the Electricity Trust on the next Monday. Padre was very pleased with the interview. My 20 year old brother Wallace who had migrated to Adelaide when was 17 had previously asked Padre Strange to sponsor me as a migrant. Padre Strange became an extremely well known personality in South Australia. He was later involved with many migrants. He was eventually awarded a high honour by the Queen for his services to migrants. I believe I may have been his first experience of sponsorship. Having settled my gear into the mission hall on the day of my arrival, I wandered down the hill towards the city centre. Passing the imposing building of the South Australian School of Mines, I called in to investigate the opportunities of continuing my engineering career. Looking through the course application form, I made an enquiry about its contents. The clerk looked at me with some impatience and annoyance, expecting that I sh

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