MIKE Scanlon's comment ("Fiery reception for crafty intruder", Weekender, 8/6), that personal memories of the strafing of Newcastle in June 1942 are almost gone is of course correct.
But I have a kind of recycled recollection. Late on the evening of 7 June 2002 my mother rang me and asked, "Do you recall what were you doing on this night, 60 years ago?". I answered, "No Mum, I was only three years old at the time". She explained "you were under the bed with me and your brother Ross, in our home at Waratah, protecting ourselves as the Japanese bombed Newcastle".
