May, 1929
Upon filling up the humiliating forms the little confidence that I managed to remain have all distinguished. I had no choice but to apply for the Dole. Although it was one extremely humiliating experience I needed the food reliefs to keep my family from starving. Things have been getting worse as each year go by.
I was once a proud soldier at Gallipoli. I fought bravely and was rewarded for my courage. However when I returned home, I did not expect my homeland to be another battlefield just as harsh and difficult to survive as the shores of Gallipoli. At first things seemed wel…
