By Warren Nunn Me: Goodbye my friend. John: Goodbye Warren. Hooroo. Me: I love you John. John: I love you too Warren. Bye. These are the last statements of my final conversation with John Watson, my friend of 47-plus years. He passed from this life on Thursday, 15...
By Warren Nunn Monday, 3 July 1972 was the day I started in journalism. Just a few weeks short of my 18th birthday I walked into the newsroom of the Rockhampton Morning Bulletin newspaper and took the first steps on what has been an interesting and challenging...
By Warren Nunn A tree is best measured when it’s down. Simple enough analogy isn’t it? But is it adequate enough when it comes to saying something about a dear friend you’ve known, loved, and respected for 40-plus years? Suzy Watson wasn’t into...
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