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DAC’S STEVE: "IT WAS AS BIG AS T H I S!" |
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We’ve all heard the fishing tales
where someone has caught a fish that could only be
described as a whopper but couldn’t find the proof,
well Roman Way Senior Engineer and former Brunswick
House Security Officer Steve Thomas came up with
that proof when a photographer came onto the scene. Steve was on a fishing holiday at the popular Le Traque on Goncourt complex at Vitry le Francais. Things had been fairly quiet until Steve suddenly felt a strong tugging on his line. He was 80 yards into the margins of the far bank and using his big fish mix with Enervite Gold and Caviar boilies. He knew |
there was something big at the
end of the line and it took 20 minutes to pull in
the 42-pound Linear Mirror Carp. "It was a real whopper," fanatical Welsh rugby supporter Steve told us, "and at one point I thought it was the Welsh front line! Thank God there was a photographer there, no one would have believed me. But listen to me boyo; it doesn’t hold a candle to Wales taking the Grand Slam. THAT is what you could call a real whopper and better than anything else…!" Ok Steve, let’s stick to the fish. Who’s paying for the chips…?" |
Resplendent
in his DaC polo shirt Steve comes home with the
proof|
Former DaC driver Judd Kupler died recently. His son
David (Y74) pays this tribute… A few words about my Dad, Judd Kupler… |
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My Dad was a nice man; an honest man
and a happy man. Always a devoted husband to his
wife, always had time for his children. He was my
father, my teacher and my friend. Dad was very considerate of other people’s feelings and didn’t want to offend anybody. The only things he feared were the Taxman, the Public Carriage Office and not pleasing my mother. He had profound views of course, specifically about Israel and their friendly neighbours, about minicabs and bad drivers, about drunks and the Conservative party. He drove his taxi until he was 80, although his original trade was a tailor. He was a soldier in WW2 and was proud of the medals he had won. Dad had a wonderful sense of humour and loved a good joke, especially Jewish Jokes. When he laughed his whole face lit up and |
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laughter filled a room. Even in these last few days
when he didn’t have the strength to speak, he would
smile and nod his head in approval as I sat with him
and recalled our time together; and in that smile I
knew love and caring. |
Westcliffe-on-sea. Here in Rainham -
midway between the two - would amuse him as he
wouldn’t know which one to visit first. In years gone by, we would often meet at one of the driver’s ‘watering holes’ for a cup of tea and there you would find him reading the Times and eating his coleslaw bap. He had a thirst for news and current events and would engage in deep conversations on the state of the world. I have been lucky to have the father I had. A man I could love and respect, a man with old fashioned family values, who taught me that it isn’t status that makes a man, but the every day way he provides for his loved ones. I shall miss him and will remember him every day of my life. Rest in peace dad, go with love…
Your loving son, |
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