One summer’s afternoon about 5 years ago, I was standing in line at Starbucks in Lake Oswego, Oregon, USA. There are about 6 people ahead of me and the line is moving slowly. I’ve just had lunch, I’m tired and not paying attention. Anyway, I’m looking at the back of the head of the person in front of me and I’m thinking I know this head, but did not want to embarrass myself by tapping him on the shoulder and verifying if it’s who I think it is. The line gets shorter and he turns sideways, I say Adrian and he says Mark. What are the chances?
In 1982, Adrian Polliack and I were at 1st Claremont together, he was no Eagle, so definitely inferior but nevertheless, a Bowwood Road compadre. Adrian and I immediately connected and over the years have supported each other with career opportunities, shared meals and I even attended his son’s Bar Mitzvah. Adrian lives about 10 Km’s away and although we dont spend a ton of time together, we know we are a phone call away if either of us needs help with something. It’s very special having somebody here who knows my foundation and we dont have to talk about where we came from. So look left, look right and the person standing next to you could be from your past on the other side of the world 40 years ago.
Front row: M Berkovitch, M Weight, M Connolly, R Fuller, G da Silva, G Hennik, D Knight
Middle row (kneeling): Unknown, J Kneubel, T McCullough (possibly), A Polliack
Back Row: D Amato, A de Chalain, D Evans, D da Silva, R Winstain, Unknown, R Dixon, B Klein, K Long , A Watson (possibly)
The photo is circa 1982 at annual camp at Delheim farm
