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<strong>Newcastle</strong><br />
The <strong>Missing</strong> <strong>Years</strong>
©2010 Greg and Sylvia Ray<br />
No part of this publication may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means electronic<br />
or mechanical, and including photocopying, recording or by information storage and retrieval systems,<br />
without the written permission of the copyright owner.<br />
Eighth <strong>print</strong>ing, <strong>2016</strong><br />
Printed by NCP Printing, Steel River, <strong>Newcastle</strong><br />
Published by Greg and Sylvia Ray<br />
Concept and design by Greg and Sylvia Ray<br />
Research and captions by Greg Ray<br />
Special thanks to:<br />
Barry Magor, Roger Brock, Ross Melville, Julie Ainsworth, Ron and Liz Morrison, Chris Watson,<br />
Carol Edmonds.<br />
Front cover photo:<br />
An intriguing telephoto view of Hunter Street. This photo was probably taken <strong>from</strong> an upstairs window<br />
of Tyrrell House, <strong>Newcastle</strong> East. The telephoto lens has compressed the scene, which extends <strong>from</strong><br />
the old Westminster Hotel to Darks Ice and Cold Storage works and to the hills beyond. The photo was<br />
taken at the time of <strong>Newcastle</strong>’s 150th anniversary celebrations in 1947.<br />
Title page vignette:<br />
Looking east along Hunter Street, <strong>Newcastle</strong>, on June 3, 1939.<br />
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NEWCASTLE<br />
The <strong>Missing</strong> <strong>Years</strong><br />
Photographs of <strong>Newcastle</strong> and the Hunter in the 1930s and 1940s<br />
Selected, arranged and interpreted by Greg Ray<br />
Layout and image restoration by Sylvia Ray<br />
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Introduction<br />
In June 2010 I bought a collection of old glass and film negatives. I bought the photos, largely sight<br />
unseen, on the expectation that many of the images were likely to be of the Hunter Region. From a brief<br />
pre-auction inspection I could see the pictures dated <strong>from</strong> the 1880s to the 1950s.<br />
The previous owner was a transport historian and enthusiast, the late Ken Magor, items <strong>from</strong> whose<br />
extensive collections – I later learned – have found their way into museums around Australia.<br />
I began to examine the collection and was amazed to discover what amounted to a real treasure trove<br />
of pictures of <strong>Newcastle</strong> and the Hunter, chiefly concentrated on the years between 1934 and 1949. As<br />
I scanned the negatives and studied the pictures it dawned on me that some of the photographs were<br />
of such high quality they could only have been taken by professionals. Closer examination persuaded<br />
me that many of them were actually taken by press photographers, almost certainly employees of The<br />
<strong>Newcastle</strong> Morning Herald and The <strong>Newcastle</strong> Sun.<br />
Former Sun photographer Ron Morrison, who started work as a cadet at the paper in 1949, recalled<br />
working alongside such able colleagues as Milton Merrilees, Cec Piggott, Tom Hall and Archie Miller.<br />
Inspecting some of these photos, Mr Morrison noted that they reflected the widely varying philosophies<br />
and techniques of news photographers at the time.<br />
Some of the pictures, for example, were highly posed, while others simply recorded events in a more<br />
candid style. Mr Morrison recalled many workplace debates about these competing approaches. In his<br />
opinion, the work of the “recorders” has in many cases better stood the test of time, especially because<br />
the backgrounds in the photos have, over the years, taken on an unanticipated value.<br />
Mr Morrison said many of the pictures were almost certainly not the work of staff photographers.<br />
The liberal use of filters in some shots, he believed, suggested they were produced by contributors <strong>from</strong><br />
among the city’s studio photographers, some of whom did regular freelance work.<br />
The pictures – whoever their creators might be – reveal a <strong>Newcastle</strong> that is both familiar and alien:<br />
the <strong>Newcastle</strong> of my grandparents’ lifetimes. They show the city moving out of the Great Depression,<br />
a little down at heel, but still full of pride, life and grandeur. They show a city stripped for war, with<br />
air-raid shelters on the streets, tank traps on the beaches and warships in the harbour.<br />
In many ways, the hard-bitten <strong>Newcastle</strong> revealed here may seem, paradoxically, a more confident<br />
and self-reliant city than the one we know today.<br />
The late Ken Magor, fireman and<br />
transport enthusiast, photographed for<br />
a <strong>Newcastle</strong> Herald article in 1984.<br />
Mr Magor collected and preserved the<br />
photographs that appear in this book.<br />
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A 1950s picture, by <strong>Newcastle</strong> press photographer Ron Morrison, of his work colleagues. From left<br />
to right: Arch Miller (Herald), Movietone cameraman John Leake, Milton Merrilees (Sun), Tom<br />
Hall (Herald) and Cec Piggott (Sun). These photographers are probably responsible for creating<br />
many of the images published in this book. Picture reproduced by kind courtesy of Mr Morrison.<br />
The more I studied these photographs the more I became convinced that they deserved to be shared in<br />
book form. The <strong>Newcastle</strong> of the nineteenth and early twentieth centuries has been celebrated in a number<br />
of excellent pictorial volumes, and the city of the 1960s and 1970s has also been ably depicted in more<br />
than one volume of photographs. But it seemed to me that, in some respects, the years these rediscovered<br />
photographs cover had been “missing years”. This was largely because, during the Depression and war<br />
years, photography was too expensive, equipment and supplies too scarce, and most people too preoccupied<br />
with more pressing concerns than taking pictures.<br />
Scanning the negatives has been like an archaeological dig, with each pass of the scanner bringing<br />
some new piece of knowledge or insight into my city as it was then and, consequently, as it is today.<br />
I feel a great delight and sense of privilege to have managed, by a stroke of good luck, to have kept<br />
these images where they belong and I am grateful for the chance to preserve them. I know many readers<br />
will share my excitement at glimpsing these “missing years”. I am sure that Novocastrians will find them<br />
informative, entertaining and even moving.<br />
The feeling of jubilation, for example, in the photographs of Victory Day celebrations in August 1945<br />
is tangible, as is the sombre, skin-prickling sensation in the pictures of wounded men being taken <strong>from</strong> a<br />
torpedo-damaged ship in <strong>Newcastle</strong> Harbour in 1942.<br />
It is always true that most people don’t consider the potential historic value of items <strong>from</strong> just a decade<br />
or even two before their own lifetimes. That was certainly the case during the 1950s and 1960s when these<br />
images – and many, many more – were lost <strong>from</strong> newspaper archives around Australia.<br />
I feel a debt of gratitude to the late Mr Magor, whose enthusiasm and urge to collect and record has<br />
made it possible for these endangered memories of <strong>Newcastle</strong>’s missing years to be returned to us.<br />
I am grateful too, to my wife Sylvia for her painstaking efforts in restoring some of the images, laying<br />
out and designing this book, and to the <strong>Newcastle</strong> Herald for supporting its publication.<br />
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Greg Ray
A city with its sleeves rolled up<br />
One of the most interesting books I own is a 1937 <strong>Newcastle</strong> electoral roll. I like this lumpy old<br />
book for the glimpse it gives of our city several decades ago. It tells a thousand stories (all of them<br />
obviously short) about a time long gone.<br />
You can tell what a different town it was by looking at the occupations. In Carrington there were<br />
labourers, coal trimmers and seamen by the score, along with the occasional intriguing entry like that<br />
of Owen Garrigan, special constable, of the Criterion Hotel in Bourke Street.<br />
Adamstown was largely populated by labourers, miners and tradesmen. Hamilton and Lambton<br />
were a little more genteel, with a few more clerks, radio technicians, horse trainers and teachers<br />
seasoning the blue-collar population. At 19 Cleary Street lived Moses Phillips, musician. In the same<br />
house was Mozart Phillips, “no occupation”.<br />
In Mayfield ironworkers rubbed shoulders with blacksmiths, motor drivers, crane examiners and<br />
slaughtermen. In Fawcett Street my eyes fell on the Mawkes household where two separate men named<br />
Nathaniel worked at butter making and wire-drawing, respectively.<br />
In Merewether lived upholsterers, tailors, grocers, police sergeants, analytical chemists, machinists,<br />
lorry drivers and dental surgeons. Sherlock Holmes lived in Henry Street; he was an icemaker.<br />
<strong>Newcastle</strong> was similarly diverse, with milliners, accountants and master bakers. John Allen lived in<br />
Darby Street and listed his occupation as “independent means”. Brant Addison lived at the Exchange<br />
Hotel; he was a third mate.<br />
Women in <strong>Newcastle</strong> in 1937 were overwhelmingly occupied by “home duties”, though some were<br />
“typistes” or “telephonists”. Of course there were plenty of nurses (many living at the nurses’ home),<br />
teachers, waitresses, stenographers, dressmakers, saleswomen and manageresses. Lilian Bowden, of<br />
Bruce Street, was a “retoucher”.<br />
The lost livelihoods fascinate – the coppersmith, the plate-layer, the furnaceman, the pattern-maker,<br />
the greaser, the coach-builder: all reflections of a sleeves-rolled-up city humming with industries and<br />
activities long departed.<br />
There’s no doubt at all that life was harder then. The air was full of smoke <strong>from</strong> the steelworks and<br />
other heavy industries. Medical care was primitive and social welfare was scanty. Thousands of men<br />
worked at hard, dangerous jobs on the hectic waterfront, at the mighty BHP and its allies, in the city’s<br />
abattoir, on the busy tramways, at the rail shops and scores of small enterprises.<br />
The <strong>Newcastle</strong> reflected in the pages of this single plotless book is a purposeful one, sure of its place<br />
in the world. It’s hard to avoid comparisons to the post-industrial city of today. The steelworks is gone,<br />
along with almost all its heavy industrial sisters. The port is still busy, of course, but it does most of its<br />
heavy lifting by machine these days. The ships’ crews are small and foreign. More and more jobs are<br />
part-time or casual. “Home duties” is not such a predominant occupation for women.<br />
Blue collars are outnumbered by white and both are probably outnumbered by T-shirts.<br />
Left: A portion of a page <strong>from</strong> the<br />
1937 <strong>Newcastle</strong> electoral roll.<br />
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A holiday crowd alights <strong>from</strong> a full train at the platform of <strong>Newcastle</strong> Railway Station, December 27, 1937.<br />
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Crowd at <strong>Newcastle</strong> waterfront 1934. The <strong>print</strong> is taken <strong>from</strong> a glass negative. The occasion is not known.<br />
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A typical big crowd of railway travellers on the platform at <strong>Newcastle</strong> Station in the late 1930s or early 1940s.<br />
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View of <strong>Newcastle</strong> East <strong>from</strong> <strong>Newcastle</strong> Hospital, October 1935, with a smoky Zaara Street power station.<br />
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Looking west along Scott Street <strong>from</strong> the footpath near <strong>Newcastle</strong> Railway Station on February 15, 1936.<br />
The “Richmond Beer” sign is on the side of the Centennial Hotel, which extended through to Hunter Street.<br />
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An aerial view of <strong>Newcastle</strong>’s newly forming Civic precinct in the mid-1930s, before Nesca House was built.<br />
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