NSW Police Training Centre – Redfern – Started with Class # 126 and Completed with Class # 138
NSW Police Cadet # 2689
New South Wales Police Force
Regd. # 16259
Rank: Commenced Training at Redfern Police Academy as a Police Cadet on Monday 22 February 1971 ( aged 16 years, 0 months, 2 days )
Probationary Constable- appointed 27 March 1974 ( aged 19 years, 1 month, 7 days ) ( may have been injured or failed a subject – thus loss of 1 mth, 7 days Seniority )
Constable – appointed 27 March 1975
Constable 1st Class – appointed ? ? ?
Detective – appointed ? ? ? NO
Senior Constable – appointed 27 March 1983
Leading Senior Constable – appointed ? ? ? ( N/A )
Appears in the 1985 ‘Stud Book’ but not the 1987 issue
Final Rank: = Senior Constable
Stations: ?, Central ( 1 Division ), ?
Service: From 22 February 1971 to? ? ? = ? years Service ( 17 – 18 years service )
Retirement / Leaving age: = ?
Time in Retirement from Police: ?
Awards: No Find on Australian Honours system
Born: Sunday 20 February 1955
Died on: Sunday 13 March 2022
Age: 67 years, 0 months, 21 days
Organ Donor: NO
Cause: Cancer – Pancreatic & Lung together with other health issues
Event location: Campbelltown Hospital, NSW
Event date: Finally went to Hospital on Thursday but because he wouldn’t previously visit a Doctor, he passed on Sunday
Funeral date: Wednesday 23 March 2022 @ 11am
Funeral location: Forest Lawn Memorial Park, Camden Valley Way, Leppington, NSW
( Due to current Govt. restrictions on ‘Gatherings’ due to Corona19 Virus Pandemic, some families may wish to have a Memorial Service / Wake with friends and family at a later date )
Nothing further, than what is recorded above, is known about this person at the time of publication and further information and photos would be appreciated.
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Cal
18 March 2022 – 20 March 2022
Walter Keith TUCHIN
| 20/03/2022
Walter Keith TUCHIN
AKA Wally TUCHIN, Dudley Walter Keith TUCHIN
Late of Croydon – formerly of Miranda, NSW
“possible” relation in ‘the job’
NSW Police Training College – Penrith – Class #019
New South Wales Police Force
Regd. # 5638
Rank: Commenced Training at Penrith Police College on Monday ? ? ?
Probationary Constable- appointed 28 April 1947 ( aged 23 years, 4 months, 17 days )
Constable – appointed ? ? ?
Constable 1st Class – appointed ? ? ?
Detective – appointed ? ? ?
Senior Constable – appointed ? ? ?
Leading Senior Constable – appointed ? ? ? ( N/A )
( Due to current Govt. restrictions on ‘Gatherings’ due to Corona19 Virus Pandemic, some families may wish to have a Memorial Service / Wake with friends and family at a later date )
Funeral Parlour: ?
Buried at: Cremated
Memorial / Plaque / Monument located at: ?
Dedication date of Memorial / Plaque / Monument: Nil – at this time ( March 2022 )
Wally TUCHIN on his 97th birthday, playing guitar on 11 December 2020
WALLY is NOT mentioned on the Police Wall of Remembrance * NOT JOB RELATED
FURTHER INFORMATION IS NEEDED ABOUT THIS PERSON, THEIR LIFE, THEIR CAREER AND THEIR DEATH.
TUCHIN
Walter Keith (Wally)
Formerly of Miranda,
late of Croydon.
Passed away 27th February 2022.
Beloved husband of Valerie (dec).
Dearly loved and loving father of Kate (Ellen), Lorraine, Greg and Peter.
Father in-law of Doug, Peter, Narelle and Tessa (dec).
Adored Grandpa Wal of 13 grandchildren and 19 great grandchildren.
98 Years young.
Forever in our hearts.
A service to Celebrate Wally’s life, will be held at St Paul’s Anglican Church, 205-207 Burwood Rd, Burwood on Thursday 10th March 2022, commencing at 11.00am.
Privately Cremated.
Proudly Australian Owned
Family Operated All Suburbs
9555 7551 9555 7092
Sydney Morning Herald
Wally TUCHIN at the Justice and Police Museum exhibition, Circular Quay, Sydney, with a collection of his photos – c 2000
Studio portrait of 69671 Leading Aircraftman Walter Keith Tuchin who served during the Second World War. ‘Reflections – Honouring Australian Second World War Veterans’ is a project spanning from 2015 – 2017. During this time span 450 Australian Institute of Accredited Photographers from around Australia photographed 6,500 World War Two Veterans. This digital archive was gifted to the Australian War Memorial by the Australian Institute of Professional Photography (AIPP) in 2017.
Scientific Investigation Bureau – c1956. Wally TUCHIN is 2nd from right
Follow all the Spotify Podcasts as told to Greg TUCHIN – by his father – Wally TUCHIN, Crime Scene photographer in the Scientific Investigation Bureau of NSW Police.
Nothing further, than what is recorded above, is known about this person at the time of publication and further information and photos would be appreciated.
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Cal
15 March 2022
Brendan J AKHURST
| 20/03/2022
Brendan J AKHURST
AKA BJ, BJ AKHURST
Late of Buradoo, Southern Highlands, NSW
“possible” relation in ‘the job’: Ron C AKHURST, NSWPF # 16716
No relation to: A J AKHURST, NSWPF # 7401. A J ( Jim ) AKHURST worked at the old Sydney Water Police ( 1973 / 76 era )
Jim & Brendan were at Sydney Water Police during the same era.
NSW Police Training Centre – Redfern – Class # 112
First Class to be issued the new Smith & Wesson .38 calibre model 10 six shot revolver
Class 112 – Attested 15 September 1967 – Redfern
New South Wales Police Force
Regd. # 12734
Rank: Commenced Training at Redfern Police Academy on Monday 7 August 1967 ( aged 19 years, 3 months, 13 days )
Probationary Constable- appointed Friday 15 September 1967 ( aged 19 years, 4 months, 21 days )
Constable – appointed 15 September 1968
Constable 1st Class – appointed 15 September 1972
Detective – appointed ? ? ? ( NO )
Senior Constable – appointed ? ? ?
Leading Senior Constable – appointed ? ? ? ( N/A )
Sergeant 3rd Class – appointed ? ? ?
Appears in the 1975 ‘Stud Book’
Does NOT appear in the 1979 ‘Stud Book’
Final Rank: = Senior Constable?
Stations: ?, Court Constable ( Sydney Quarter Sessions )( part of Darlinghurst Police )( early 1970s ), ?, Sydney Water Police ( Police Diver )( Launch Maintenance Section LMS )( 1974 / 75 ), ?, – Resignation
Service: From Monday 7 August 1967to? ? 1978 ( Resigned ) =
( Resigned – stemming from ” pulling too many bodies from the water & listening to the police bullshit that went with the job ” )
11? years Service
Retirement / Leaving age: = ?
Time in Retirement from Police: ?
Awards: No Find on Australian Honours system
Born: Sunday 25 April 1948
Died on: Friday 7 January 2022
Age: 73 years, 8 months, 13 days
Organ Donor: Y / N / ?
Cause: Cancer – Pancreatic
Event location: ?
Event date: ?
Funeral date: ? ? ? TBA ( Private Service held )
Funeral location: St Thomas Aquinas Church, Bowral, NSW
( Due to current Govt. restrictions on ‘Gatherings’ due to Corona19 Virus Pandemic, some families may wish to have a Memorial Service / Wake with friends and family at a later date )
Funeral Parlour: ?
Buried at: ?
Memorial / Plaque / Monument located at: ?
Dedication date of Memorial / Plaque / Monument: Nil – at this time ( March 2022 )
BJ is NOT mentioned on the Police Wall of Remembrance *NEED MORE INFO
FURTHER INFORMATION IS NEEDED ABOUT THIS PERSON, THEIR LIFE, THEIR CAREER AND THEIR DEATH.
Well, not today. It was a few days ago. But it’s taken me some time to wrap my head around it and sit down at the keyboard.
It began with a phone call.
“Hi mate, it’s me.”
“I know, brother. It says ‘Brendan Akhurst’ on my phone when you call me. How you doing?”
“Not well. I’ve run out of time.”
My stomach dropped. It was not what I wanted to hear, even though I knew I was going to hear it one day.
Brendan Akhurst is one of Australia’s finest cartoonists and illustrators. His work has graced the pages of countless magazines for the last four decades. I have worked with him for more than three of those decades.
He was the genius who came up with the department illustrations for Ozbike magazine. He’d illustrated countless fiction stories for the same magazine. His cartoons of Maynard contributed greatly to the success of Street Machine magazine, and he was a mainstay at The Picture for many years, providing BJ’s Babes illos.
His was a rare and stunning talent. Not only could he illustrate to a script, but he could and did write his own cartoon scripts, which were always better than what someone else could have written.
His work was complex, but looked simple, and he would fill each panel with brilliant little jokes and characters always as an aside to the main story.
I was in awe of his talent, as were all the people who worked with him. And there were many. His work is everywhere.
A true creative genius, Brendan was justifiably hailed and revered by editors and writers all over Australia, while being simultaneously castigated as being a bastard who could never meet a deadline.
He was the bane of my existence as an editor in that regard. He never met a single deadline. Not one. Not ever.
I even got into the habit of lying to him about the deadlines. I would move them forward, knowing he would miss them and hoping he would make the actual deadline. But he’d miss that one too.
I’d sacked him. Four times. Then I re-hired him soon after each sacking because his work was without equal and always worth the wait.
I was over the moon when he agreed to illustrate my third book, The Wisdom Of The Road Gods. And I knew what was going to happen, but I also knew his illustrations of my stories would be superb. And they were.
I actually sacked him for the fifth time during that process, then promptly re-hired him, because the stuff he had sent me thus far was brilliant.
It’s not that Brendan didn’t appreciate deadlines. He did. He even wrote off his beloved Dodge-engined V8 Charger trying to get me an illustration a week after its due date. He was so tired he’d fallen asleep and put it into a tree on the drive from his home in the Southern Highlands to Sydney. Yes, it was before emails were a thing. he certainly understood deadlines. He just couldn’t meet them.
A few months ago, he called me and told me he’d been diagnosed with pancreatic cancer. We both knew what that meant. The survival rate for that bastard is in the low single digits.
But Brendan was upbeat. He was always upbeat. And while he battled the cancer, we discussed a few new projects he wanted to do with me, one being the illustration of forgotten historical battles, and another was asking my readers to send in their motorcycle stories, which I would then turn into English, and he would do the illustrations.
But then he called me and told me he had run out of time.
“And I’ve run out of puff,” he added. “But look, I’m OK. I have made my peace with God.”
I didn’t know what to say, because what does one say when one is told that? I’m talking to a dear friend who has just told me he is about to die. It’s imminent, and he’s come to terms with it, because…well, fuck, what alternative does he have?
“I’d love to see you if you can make it down,” he said, his voice a touch strained with the pain he was in.
“I’ll be down tomorrow morning,” I said, hoping I would be in time.
I was.
I arrived at his home and was shown in to his lounge-room by his brother and his brother’s wife. She told me that Brendan had just been given some morphine and will need to rest shortly. I told her I would not stay long.
The change the cancer had wrought upon him was appalling. Brendan was always a big, strong, bloke. He was a former Water Police officer, and left when he got sick of pulling floaters out of the harbour and listening to the police bullshit that went with the job. His subsequent illustrations of the police were cutting and sharper than master-made katana.
He was still big. But he was a big skeleton. He did not look at all like the Brendan I once knew. But then he smiled and that was instantly recognisable.
“I’m so glad you came!” he said. His voice was still deep and strong; he was also one of the best singers I have ever heard.
“How could I not come?” I replied, stating the obvious.
He told me to pull up a chair and we sat and talked for a while about old times. His sister-in-law and his brother, and his wonderful partner, Michelle, hovered nearby, all clearly shattered by what was happening. They injected him with some more morphine, and they gave him a special lozenge to put in his mouth to assist him in making saliva.
Brendan reclined on the couch, his legs propped on a chair and covered in a blanket, and laughed and joked with me, and I with him. And then he got up, much to the horror of his family.
“Brendan,” they all said. “Sit down. Where are you going?”
“I’m going out to the studio. Boris, come with me.”
“No, no, no! You can’t go. You might fall!”
“Get out of my way. This will only take a minute.”
I followed him out to his studio – a veritable temple to the creative art he’d practiced, and he walked pretty steadily, I thought, even though the path was a little steep and had a few steps.
We walked in, and he pulled a painting off the wall and handed it to me. It was of a pair of girl’s legs in heels and her hands were pulling her panties down. I recognised it instantly.
“You remember this?” he grinned.
“I sure do.”
“It was my favourite panel from that strip I did ages ago when I used your head for the main character. I think you fell into a river after she did this.”
“Thank you,” I said. What else could I say?
We went back inside and he propped himself back on the couch.
His brother, Bill, came and said that I could stay as long as I wanted to. Me being there had made Brendan very happy, he said.
Then the community nurse arrived and she needed to examine Brendan, so I went outside with his brother while that happened.
We talked. Mostly small-talk. It’s pretty much the default chat of people who are in the presence of a tragic event, and are struggling to cope with the inevitability and outcome of that event. In Bill’s case, it was the passing of his younger brother. In mine, the passing of a dear friend and colleague. My pain was simply not in the same league as Bill’s.
Then Bill’s wife came out with a rueful grin.
“Brendan says if you don’t come back in, he’s going to come out.”
I trooped back in and stood there awkwardly as the nurse explained to Brendan that he had a bowel obstruction and that he would need to go to hospital to have it seen to.
“What are the options?” Brendan asked.
“You can go to hospital, get your obstruction scanned, get your pain medication sorted, and hopefully be home in a day or so. If you choose not to do that, we can set up a syringe that will supply you with a cocktail of drugs that will keep you comfortable and a little dozy…er, until…”
It was obvious “until” what. The medical profession calls it an “end of life event”, while avoiding the words “until you die”.
“Let me think about it,” Brendan said.
I knew I had to leave then. But knowing this and actually leaving is a crushing position to be in. Brendan needed to be with his family. Not some prick he’d worked with. But how do I actually do that?
I waited until Michelle, wreathed in tears and pain, went into the kitchen then I came and knelt by his side.
“I better go,” I said, grasping his big hand. It was warm and he still had a strong grip.
“This is the last time you and I will speak,” he said, and smiled gently.
My eyes filled with tears and a knot formed in my throat. What does one say to that? How does one respond? I had no idea.
“Um…” I said, and cleared my throat while trying to think of what else I might say.
“Thank you for coming to see me,” Brendan said. “Just move the green bin closer to the door when you go.”
“The green bin?” I blinked.
“Yeah, the recycling bin they might chuck me in,” he grinned.
“I’m not sure you can get recycled in that state,” I said. “But fuck thanking me. I need to thank you. You were the greatest illustrator I have ever worked with. And I can never thank you enough for the joy you have given me and so many other people through your work.”
Yes, I know. It was a pointless thing to say. But I had no other words. I knew no other words.
Brendan squeezed my hand. I squeezed back. He was still strong.
“I’ll see you on the other side,” he said.
“Further on down the road, brother,” I rasped back.
And then I turned and walked slowly away, wishing this was yet another deadline he would not meet.
Nothing further, than what is recorded above, is known about this person at the time of publication and further information and photos would be appreciated.
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Cal
7 March 2022
Darren Ronald COONEY
| 20/03/2022
Darren Ronald COONEY
AKA Darren COONEY, Coon, Dazza
Late of Figtree Nursing Home, NSW
any “possible” relation in ‘the job’:
NSW Police Training Centre – Redfern – Class # 179
New South Wales Police Force
Regd. # 20161
Rank: Commenced Training at Redfern Police Academy “possibly ” on Monday 7 December 1981 ( aged 19 years, 8 months, 28 days )
Probationary Constable- appointed 5 March 1982 ( aged 19 years, 11 months, 24 days )
( Due to current Govt. restrictions on ‘Gatherings’ due to Corona19 Virus Pandemic, some families may wish to have a Memorial Service / Wake with friends and family at a later date )
( Due to current Govt. restrictions on ‘Gatherings’ due to Corona19 Virus Pandemic, some families may wish to have a Memorial Service / Wake with friends and family at a later date )
Funeral Parlour: ?
Buried at: ?
Memorial / Plaque / Monument located at: ?
Dedication date of Memorial / Plaque / Monument: Nil – at this time ( March 2022 )
STEVE is NOT mentioned on the Police Wall of Remembrance *NEED MORE INFO
FURTHER INFORMATION IS NEEDED ABOUT THIS PERSON, THEIR LIFE, THEIR CAREER AND THEIR DEATH.
Our deepest condolences to Steve’s wife, Monika, family and friends.
OSWALD, Stephen Francis
Passed away on March 4th, 2022, aged 60 years. Formerly of Wilberforce.
Retired and distinguished NSW Police Officer.
Much loved husband of Monika.Son, brother, dear and loyal friend and trusted colleague of many.
Dearly loved son-in-law, brother-in-law and uncle.
Will be desperately missed.
Forever in our heart.
A Funeral Service celebrating Steve’s life will be held in The Camellia Chapel, Macquarie Park Crematorium, Corner Plassey and Delhi Roads, North Ryde, on Thursday, March 24th, 2022, commencing at 10.30am.
Afterwards, you are invited to a function at North Ryde RSL Club.
The Sydney Morning Herald – 19 March 2022
Adult emu stolen from Featherdale Wildlife Park after being thrown over two electrified fences
AN adult emu weighing close to 50kg was thrown over two electrified fences during a brazen theft at a wildlife park in Sydney’s west
Ben McClellan
2 min read
February 13, 2013 – 12:38PM
Blacktown Advocate
AN adult emu weighing close to 50kg was thrown over two electrified fences during a brazen theft at Featherdale Wildlife Park on Monday night.
Park curators and police have been left perplexed by the theft with senior curator Chad Staples saying the five-year-old female emu, born and raised at the Doonside park, had no monetary value.
Blacktown police believe a group scaled a two-metre high exterior fence at the back of the park, next to a railway line, before midnight and attempted to steal both of the two emus in the large enclosure which is also home for three eastern grey kangaroos.
Keepers discovered one of the kangaroos out of the enclosure at 7.20am on Tuesday. Mr Staples said while it wasn’t uncommon for the emus to escape their enclosure they realised the birds absence was more serious when they saw visible signs of struggle on the remaining male emu and feathers strewn throughout the enclosure.
More feathers were found less than a 1km up the railway line where the thieves are believed to have exited.
Police said residents reported several dogs barking in the area before midnight but haven’t confirmed if anyone saw the stolen emu and her captors.
Blacktown police Inspector Stephen Oswald said doctors should report anyone presenting with scratch or abrasion injures that may have been sustained during the struggle with the emu.
Blacktown’s top tourist attraction spends more than $200,000 on security patrols a year, along with CCTV and fencing. The one guard on duty apparently heard nothing during the break-in.
Inspector Oswald said reports the theft may have been an orientation week university prank was “news to us” and detectives were looking at several lines of enquiry.
Mr Staples said if the theft was a prank it wasn’t very funny.
“You would think potential university graduates would have more sense than this,” he said.
“They came into this park for an emu, we cannot understand the reason for this. All we can do is hope they realise this is complete folly and we ask for it to be returned.
“It’s unbelievable, bemusing to be honest. You can understand the monetary value with birds in the past but this is a strange one. Emus at best of times can be quite skittish and erratic.”
Monday’s theft comes six weeks after 10 birds, including two exotic macaws, were stolen on Christmas Eve.
The macaws, worth $12,000, were recovered a few days later an Auburn home but two red-tailed cockatoos, worth $4000, and six ground breasted doves remain missing.
Blacktown detectives again interviewed the Auburn residents about where they got the macaws from today but no charges have been laid.
Blacktown crime manager Senior Sergeant Adam Wilson said other than the link of birds being stolen from the same park police hadn’t established any connection between the two break-ins.
Anyone who sees the emu on the road or wandering the street is urged not to approach or attempt to restrain the animal as it may behave erratically and run into traffic.
They should contact police via Triple Zero (000) immediately.
Sightings can also be reported to Featherdale Wildlife Park on 9622 1644.
Nothing further, than what is recorded above, is known about this person at the time of publication and further information and photos would be appreciated.
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Cal
5 March 2022
Mark David PALMER
| 20/03/2022
Mark David PALMER
AKA Tummy
Late of ?, Qld
Husband to Jan PALMER who pre-deceased Mark on the 21 December 2021 from Cancer.
NSW Police Training Centre – Redfern – Class # 169
NSW Police Cadet # 3322
New South Wales Police Force
Regd. # 19317
Rank: Commenced Training at Redfern Police Academy as a Police Cadet on Monday 1 February 1977 ( aged 16 years, 10 months, 17 days )
Probationary Constable- appointed 8 December 1980 ( aged 20 years, 8 months, 23 days )( 1 year, 8 months, 23 days after a Cadet would usually be Sworn In. He may have had an injury preventing him being Sworn In on his 19th birthday which would have, normally, put him in Class 161 or 162 )
Constable – appointed 8 December 1981
Constable 1st Class – appointed 8 December 1985
Detective – appointed ? ? ?
Senior Constable – appointed ? ? ?
Leading Senior Constable – appointed ? ? ?
Sergeant 3rd Class – appointed ? ? ?
Sergeant 2nd Class – appointed ? ? ?
Sergeant 1st Class – appointed ? ? ?
Inspector – appointed ? ? ?
Chief Inspector – appointed ? ? ?
Superintendent – appointed ? ? ?
Chief Superintendent – appointed ? ? ?
Final Rank: = ?
Stations: Bondi ( 10 Division )( 1980 ), Maroubra ( 15 Division )( C District )( Anti Theft Unit ), Gosford ( 30 Division )( 1990 – Retirement
Service: From 1 February 1977 to? ? ? = ? years Service
Retirement / Leaving age: = ?
Time in Retirement from Police: ?
Awards: National Medal – granted 8 November 1996 ( SenCon )
( Due to current Govt. restrictions on ‘Gatherings’ due to Corona19 Virus Pandemic, some families may wish to have a Memorial Service / Wake with friends and family at a later date )
Funeral Parlour: ? TBA
Buried at: ? TBA
Memorial / Plaque / Monument located at: ?
Dedication date of Memorial / Plaque / Monument: Nil – at this time ( February 2022 )
TUMMY is NOT mentioned on the Police Wall of Remembrance *NEED MORE INFO
FURTHER INFORMATION IS NEEDED ABOUT THIS PERSON, THEIR LIFE, THEIR CAREER AND THEIR DEATH.
Tummy, and the family, only lost his beloved Jan to Cancer just a few days prior to Christmas – 2021.
Tummy leaves behind a Step Son, Step Daughter and two daughters ( all adults ).
Tummy ( on left ) with ( possibly ) Graham MARANDA
Nothing further, than what is recorded above, is known about this person at the time of publication and further information and photos would be appreciated.
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Cal
25 February 2022
Daniel Michael RUMING
| 20/03/2022
Daniel Michael RUMING
AKA Dan Ruming, Camel, Jaws
Late of ?
May be related to Sean RUMING, NSWPF # 37055
NSW Police Training Centre – Redfern – Class # 142
New South Wales Police Force
Regd. # 16476
Rank: Commenced Training at Redfern Police Academy on Tuesday 2 July 1974 ( aged 18 years, 11 months, 10 days )
Probationary Constable- appointed 12 August 1974 ( aged 19 years, 0 months, 21 days )
( Due to current Govt. restrictions on ‘Gatherings’ due to Corona19 Virus Pandemic, some families may wish to have a Memorial Service / Wake with friends and family at a later date )
Funeral Parlour: ?
Buried at: ?
Memorial / Plaque / Monument located at: ?
Dedication date of Memorial / Plaque / Monument: Nil – at this time ( February 2022 )
DANIEL is NOT mentioned on the Police Wall of Remembrance *NEED MORE INFO
FURTHER INFORMATION IS NEEDED ABOUT THIS PERSON, THEIR LIFE, THEIR CAREER AND THEIR DEATH.
Dan was suffering from anaemia. We had breakfast at the CYC yesterday, at the end a storm rolled in and he started to get cold so we left for home.
He said he would be Fine.
Checked in later but after initial response it went quiet, so thought he hit the sack.
No response this morning so we got the Police Rescue Squad to breakdown the door with the Ambos. But he was gone.
He been suffering from other health issues.
Nothing further, than what is recorded above, is known about this person at the time of publication and further information and photos would be appreciated.
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Cal
24 February 2022 @ 1.54am
Cheri ADAMS
| 20/03/2022
Cheri ADAMS
AKA ?
Late of Wallerawang, formerly of Dapto, NSW
Daughter of Retired NSWPF Member Allan ADAMS ( AJ ) # 18115 – formerly of Warilla Police Stn & Mt Victoria Police Stn
New South Wales Police Force
Final Rank: = Police Daughter
Stations: ?, Warilla, Mt Victoria, ?
Awards: No Find on Australian Honours system
Born: ? ? 1977 – 78
Died on: 16 February 2022
Age: 44 years
Cause: Cancer – Ovarian – 1st diagnosed on 26 December 2017
Event location: Home – Wallerawang, NSW
Event date: ?
Funeral date: Thursday 24 February 2022 @ 11.30am
Funeral location: St Patrick’s Catholic Church, Lithgow, NSW
Committal prayers and interment at Lakeside Memorial Park Cemetery, 230 Kanahooka Rd, Kanahooka ( Wollongong ), NSW
( Due to current Govt. restrictions on ‘Gatherings’ due to Corona19 Virus Pandemic, some families may wish to have a Memorial Service / Wake with friends and family at a later date )
Funeral Parlour: ?
Buried at: Lakeside Memorial Park Cemetery, 230 Kanahooka Rd, Kanahooka ( Wollongong ), NSW
Portion: ?, Row: ?, Grave: ?
Memorial / Plaque / Monument located at: ?
Dedication date of Memorial / Plaque / Monument: Nil – at this time ( February 2022 )
FURTHER INFORMATION IS NEEDED ABOUT THIS PERSON, THEIR LIFE, THEIR CAREER AND THEIR DEATH.
peacefully at home, of Wallerawang – formerly of Dapto.
Dearly loved daughter of Allan & Elizabeth, loved mother of James, Flynn, Amy,
dear sister and sister-in-law of Rea & Christopher, Jessica & David and
auntie of the families.
Aged 44 years.
Forever in our hearts.
Prayers for the repose of the soul of Cheri will be offered in St. Patrick’s Catholic Church, Lithgow on Thursday 24 February 2022 at 11.30am.
Thence to be followed by committal prayers at Lakeside memorial Park Cemetery, 230 Kanahooka Rd, Kanahooka ( Wollongong ) on Friday 25 February 2022 at 2.30pm.
We all know Cheri loved flowers and the finer things in life.
We invite you to wear your beautifully coloured outfits while we celebrate her life.
She was a very loved lady. Our family welcome all of her friends and workmates to pack out the church.
From AJ
16-2-22
Today we lost our darling Cheri.
Our lives will never be the same.
We hope she felt the love of her family by her side over the last week – Mum, Dad, Rea and myself and her 3 brave, loving babies.
Family: Elizabeth, Jessica, Rea, Cheri, Allan
Cheri with her sister, Jessica, on 26 April 2020 Happy happy birthday to my favourite birthday buddy ???????? This is one of my favourite picture of us. So strong, so beautiful, winning the battle #mycherish #matchy #sisters #ovariancancer #survivor #superhero #mysister #lookafteryourladybits #nostoppingyounow
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Cal
24 February 2022
Justin SCHREMMER
| 20/03/2022
Justin SCHREMMER
AKA Jay Schremmer
Late of ?, Northern Territory,
Northern Territory Berrimah Police College – Squad 73/2003
Northern Territory Police Force
Regd. # 2331
Rank: Commenced Training at N.T. Berrimah Police Academy with Squad 73/2003 on Monday ? ? ?
Probationary Constable- appointed ? ? ?
Constable – appointed ? ? ?
Constable 1st Class – appointed ? ? ?
Detective – appointed ? ? ?
Senior Constable – appointed ? ? ?
Leading Senior Constable – appointed ? ? ?
Sergeant 3rd Class – appointed ? ? ?
Sergeant 2nd Class – appointed ? ? ?
Sergeant 1st Class – appointed ? ? ?
Final Rank: = ?
Stations: ?,
Service: From? ? ? to 21 February 2022 = ? years Service
Retirement / Leaving age: = ?
Time in Retirement from Police: 0
Awards: No Find on Australian Honours system – although:
National Medal – granted ? ? ? ( SenCon )
Northern Territory Police Service Medal ( 2013 – 2014 )
Born: ? ? ?
Died on: Monday 21 February 2022
Age: ?
Cause: Depression – Suicide
Event location: ? , N.T.
Event date: Monday 21 February 2022
Funeral date: ? ? ? TBA
Funeral location: ? TBA
any Future Wake location: ??? TBA
any Future Wake date: ??? TBA
( Due to current Govt. restrictions on ‘Gatherings’ due to Corona19 Virus Pandemic, some families may wish to have a Memorial Service / Wake with friends and family at a later date )
Funeral Parlour: ?
Buried at: ?
Memorial / Plaque / Monument located at: ?
Dedication date of Memorial / Plaque / Monument: Nil – at this time ( February 2022 )
Zoe Schremmer & Justin Schremmer ( Daughter & Father )
Zoe Schremmer & Justin Schremmer ( Daughter & Father )
Justin is NOT mentioned on the Police Wall of Remembrance *NEED MORE INFO
FURTHER INFORMATION IS NEEDED ABOUT THIS PERSON, THEIR LIFE, THEIR CAREER AND THEIR DEATH.
Nothing further, than what is recorded above, is known about this person at the time of publication and further information and photos would be appreciated.
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Cal
23 February 2022
Roderick Edward BARRY
| 20/03/2022
Roderick Edward BARRY
AKA Rod BARRY, Rocket Rod
Late of ?
You can’t put brains in statues
NSW Police Training Centre – Redfern – Class # 131 or 132
NSW Police Cadet #2643
New South Wales Police Force
Regd. # 15408
Rank: Commenced Training at Redfern Police Academy as a Police Cadet on Monday 23 November 1970 ( aged 17 years, 4 months, 7 days )
Probationary Constable- appointed 16 July 1972 ( aged 19 years, 0 months, 0 days )
( Due to current Govt. restrictions on ‘Gatherings’ due to Corona19 Virus Pandemic, some families may wish to have a Memorial Service / Wake with friends and family at a later date )
Funeral Parlour: ?
Buried at: Cremated
Memorial / Plaque / Monument located at: ?
Dedication date of Memorial / Plaque / Monument: Nil – at this time ( February 2022 )
ROD is NOT mentioned on the Police Wall of Remembrance *NEED MORE INFO
FURTHER INFORMATION IS NEEDED ABOUT THIS PERSON, THEIR LIFE, THEIR CAREER AND THEIR DEATH.
Sad news about Rod. A great guy with a wicked sense of humour.
I remember when we first got the new leather front draw holsters and cuffs pouch on the wide belts. Rod was doing Rosters at the time and proudly strapped the new leather around his waist and proceeded to walk the halls of Manly Police Station with his cigs and lighter in the handcuff pouch and a banana in the holster.
Loved working with him.
He will be sadly missed.
RIP Rocket Rod Barry – from one of the Goslings.
Nothing further, than what is recorded above, is known about this person at the time of publication and further information and photos would be appreciated.
