1947-2018, was the third
eldest child of Michael
Christian Daly and Eileen
Rosie was about 12 years old she had an idea to build a canoe.
She took her concept to Dad and who gave her an old sheet of corrugated
iron from his building site to commence construction of the craft!
Two pieces of "4x2" formed the bow and transom and the
iron was bent to shape and nailed to these. The sheet of iron
had to have as few holes as possible - so that there'd be fewer
leaks to plug up later on. Dad helped with the waterproof sealing
using canvas and tar. Rosie then went off to the local grocery
store on the corner of Aberleigh Road and Butterfield Street in
Herston to buy a stack of chewing gum. She generously distributed
these to her siblings with instructions to chew quickly and when
the gum was soft and sticky to pass it back to her to plug the
nail holes. After many sticks of gum and an hour of chewing we
had had enough of her generosity!The finished canoe was then water
tested. We (kids) all piled into the family's Holden station wagon
(a 1959 model with a red stripe down the side) with the canoe
on the roof racks and we're off to Breakfast Creek. Dad and Rosie
launched the canoe and upon making sure it was pretty dry, in
Rosie hopped. It was a success. What a day we had. Loads of fun
for the older children while us younger one's gave our loud support
from the bank. These were good old days!
Photo - The Holden
We are on a family picnic in 1959 at Toowoomba
Dad is in background loading the boot and
(L to R) - Margie, Annie and Rosie are posing for the camera.
This photo is from a home movie made by Dad.
Rosie was fearlessly independent. The family regularly
holidayed at their cottage at Broadbeach
on the Gold Coast. It was a longish drive in the 1950's - upto
two hours with eight kids in the car too. During one drive home
coming back from Gold Coast, Rosie took it into her own mind to
exert herself - contrary to parental instructions. On arriving
home she promptly jumped out of car before dad could get out and
she ran off down the street. She returned home an hour or so later
when it was "safe" and things had cooled down a bit.
Rosie was a natural artist. In Brisbane she attended extra
art lessons at an art school near Gregory Terrace up until the
to Adelaide in December 1963. Rosie had finished her
Queensland State Junior School Certificate the year before and
commenced a stenography course (studying Pitman's of course).
She subsequently found work in that field. Dad encouraged Rosie
to continue to develop her artistic talents and helped her work
hard to put together a portfolio. He went to Lloyds the local
timberyard in Kent Town and got a large variety veneer timbers
of differing colours and texture for Rosie to carve and create
beautiful wood mosaics. He even made the frames for her artwork.
It is a tribute to her that that based on her artistic skills
presented in her portfolio, she was accepted by the South Australian
School of Art to further her fine arts studies. Dad had great
faith in her abilities.
When she was about 20 years old Rosie entered the Loreto nun
novitiate in Sydney. As a novice, and in addition to the religious
aspects that a novice experiences, Rosie was permitted to work
in their art studio and she created many lovely pieces including
enameled plates, cuff links and small pieces of jewelry. Rosie
decided that she did not have a vocation and returned home in
Rosie had an enthusiastic personality and quickly
secured a fulltime job. In addition she worked several casual
jobs in hospitality, particularly waitressing, to save enough
to travel to Europe for an extended holiday. The tips were sometimes
very generous which evidenced Rosie's ability to get on with people.
While on holidays she worked for a while for the dentist at the
American base in Munich for about 8 months and used that as a
base for further travel including a trip to Morocco. Rosie said
recently that she appreciated the work in Munich as it enabled
to extend her holiday including funding a trip to the UK. I recall
her return home to Adelaide in early 1969 when she generously
brought presents for each member of the family. . Our parents
were given a cookoo clock from Switzerland, Dad a beer stein,
and my brothers and I received glass one litre beer mugs each
from the Octoberfest in Munich. I still have my beer mug. I can't
remember what the girls got.
Up until recent years Rosie kept a strong interest
in boating and she would travel the country each summer with husband
when he competed in national sailing championships. Good on 'ya
Rosie sadly died in January 2018. Here is a
link to her eulogy on her
early life. If you wish to add or suggest any corrections to the
above story you may email me.