Sunday, April 27, 2025
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To Gwyneth, Jen and Family. A long time coming, this message. But I just found this page while surfing the internet.
Donna and I will miss our many times visiting with Nobby and Ethel. First meeting him as my Divisional Officer in 1965, when I was only eighteen, I thought, "what an eccentric character" my divisional officer was. His explosive reply to my request to marry a girl I'd only known for three weeks over leave. I felt he was going to bust a boiler that day. But he signed the document, calling me all sorts of names. About fifteen years later, I rang him at his home in Currarong, and he picked out my voice all that time later.
"Is that Lcmdr Hall?" I asked. "Is that the stupid Dutch kid who married that gorgeous sixteen year old shiela from WA?"
I was gobsmacked. We reconnected. Me, a lot older and understanding, he just remained Nobby.
A man's man. My Divisional Officer and my friend.
Hank and Donna Koopman
