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Nicholas Maine was born
Nicholas Maina in Newcastle NSW in July 1922. During his third year his
parents moved to Armidale NSW where he made many friends during his school
years prior to enlisting in Brisbane.
Nick served for almost six years during the war years where he endeavoured to
join his school mates in the 2/2nd Infantry Battalion and this story relates
to his trials and tribulations in his attempts to get there which involved age
misrepresentations, forged parent’s signatures, three enlistments and two
desertions and stowing away 3,000 miles. But on the positive side he obtained
three trade grouping to become the highest paid infantry private.
This story relates how fate kept avoiding him in his endeavours to join them
until finally after four years in early 1944 when he had already spent one
year in New Guinea and was being repatriated home he finally succeeded just as
the 2/2nd battalion was returning to New Guinea for further action. This
resulted in Nick remaining in action until the war finished one year later.

In Store Price: $AU20.00 

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ISBN:
1
920699 99 6


Format: Paperback

Number of pages:
142


Genre:  Non
fiction/autobiography

 


 


 

 

Author: Nick
Maine


Imprint: Poseidon

Publisher: Poseidon Books

Date Published: September 2003

Language: English

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About
the author

 

Nicholas Maine was born Nicholas Maina in Newcastle
NSW in July 1922. During his third year his parents moved to Armidale NSW where
he made many friends during his school years prior to enlisting in Brisbane.
 

Nick served for almost six years during the war years
where he endeavoured to join his school mates in the 2/2nd Infantry Battalion
and this story relates to his trials and tribulations in his attempts to get
there which involved age misrepresentations, forged parent’s signatures, three
enlistments and two desertions and stowing away 3,000 miles. But on the positive
side he obtained three trade groupings to become the highest paid infantry
private.
 

This story relates how fate kept avoiding him in his
endeavours to join them until finally after four years in early 1944 when he had
already spent one year in New Guinea and was being repatriated home he finally
succeeded just as the 2/2nd battalion was returning to New Guinea for further
action. This resulted in Nick remaining in action until the war finished one
year later.
 

After the war Nick trained as a PMG technician and
T.V. technician while at the same time personally building three houses to
finally achieve one of his own without any debts.
 

Being aware of the loss of so many good young lives
during the war Nick became disgusted with scheming politicians who were
betraying these young men who had given their all to keep the alien from our
shores so during the mid 1950s he formed a political union to oppose those
politicians who for political gain were breaking down our restricted immigration
policy which had protected our wonderful lifestyle for so many years – but
that’s another story!

 

PREFACE   

 

Now don’t get
me wrong, I did turn out to be a good soldier. It was only a matter of getting
me to the front line where, not only all the action was, but where the real
manhood of Australia was, with whom I wished to be identified. 

I have really
picked out the more humorous events of my undulating experiences in the
services. Much of the time, particularly after I got away, I was a fairly good
soldier and reasonably respectful of authority. I even forfeited my repatriation 
home so that I could transfer to the 2/2nd Infantry Battalion which was
then in action. Not many can equal that! At one stage I almost went under my own
steam in my efforts to get away. I was prepared to soldier on with the Aussies
or the Yanks, which of course would have been without pay, as happened to others
who had preceded me and unofficially joined another unit unknown to those in
charge. I also volunteered to go out on patrols – don’t ask me why, I must have
been crazy. Anyway when the time came I reckon I did my bit. 

Now all these
years later, I have come to realize that all those fine young men died for
nothing, for our scheming politicians are betraying us and flooding racial
aliens at an alarming rate into our country, many of our suburbs are already
swamped and have lost all semblance of an Australian community.                   

 



 

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