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Mount Morgan prides itself as a town that caters for everybody- whether born in the town or moved here.
Each person has a story to tell and Trevor Maxwell Lamb born on the 25th August 1949, is no exception.

Trevor is the son of Samuel Edward Lamb and Sarah Mavis (Buckton) and was born at the Mount Morgan
Hospital. When Trevor was around 18 years of age, he helped build the new hospital that is so well known
today.

When asked about his childhood Trevor remembers how the children found their own fun, the simplicity of
childhood and how different it was compared to society now. “We were mostly just running around the hills bare-footed, swimming in the holes up at the piggery.

We never got into trouble by the law but had a lot of fun playing Cowboys and Indians around the creek” Trevor says with a smile as he remembers.

Trevor has always been around horses. His dad used to swing Trevor up behind him for a ride. As he and his
siblings got older, they had a pony of their own. Trevor came from a large family with eight brothers and three sisters, so there were always things to do, and boredom was never an issue. He went to school at Hamilton Creek until the sixth grade, when his dad took him out of school to go picking cotton at Jambin.

Trevor says he wasn’t really one for schooling. After his mum and dad split up, some children went with their mum but Trevor and the rest of the children stayed with their dad. They also went emu bobbing (also known as stick picking).

After working all day, the relatives would often get together in a big tent for some quality time.
“There’d be some boxing or wrestling or we’d be out fishing. There was always something going on” Trevor said as he thought back to his early years. Trevor says he really started work at 13 years of age when he went to Fern Hills, Bajool working for Ron McCamley and was earning 28 dollars a week. He enjoyed the lifestyle; riding around the bush mustering and being around horses every day and says he loved every minute of it.

He lived in Darwin for a short time where he and two of his mates had a working holiday catching and
slaughtering buffalo. “Buffalo meat is great eating but a little grainier than beef” he explained. Trevor also spent two years living in Tamworth and worked just outside the town for a concrete place (Alec Gore). He would do “eight hours a day working then enjoy a couple at the local corner pub” he says with a laugh.

He met the love of his life at that pub, and they were married and had a baby within the first twelve months of meeting. Trevor and Rhonda were married on 20th October, 1973 and had four wonderful children, two girls and two boys.

They lived in Crown Street for 28 years until they moved in recent years to their present
home near Horse Creek Bridge.

Trevor’s passion is his family. One special part of his life is his family history and the culture that he hopes will continue to be taught through future generations. Mary Ann Lamb was Trevor’s grandmother and although she died a year before Trevor was born, he has been fascinated with the stories that have been told over the decades.

Rhonda has helped Trevor over the past 12 years researching the life of this remarkable woman and
the Lamb family. There has been a little confusion over the history of Mary Ann because there were actually
two women with the same name (both at different times living in the local area). One (New Zealand born)
came from New South Wales and the other, Trevor’s grandmother, was born Mary Ann Crooke at Gracemere
(circa 1860s/1870s) who married into the Lamb family.

Trevor believes Mary Ann (“one of the last full-blood Aboriginals in this part of the country”) is a legend
in her own right and should be given the respect she deserves.

He says he will continue researching the family history and looks forward to finding out more interesting facts about the name he is so proud of.

In closing this interview Trevor said he would like to see people read stories to their children so they understand different cultures which in turn can help them all understand and accept each other.

As in so many cases with the great people of this wonderful town, one article cannot possibly cover many
of the unique and interesting stories that are mentioned at the time of interviewing. Hopefully more can be told at a later date.

- Profile and photograph by Heather Quarry, supplied to the Mount Morgan Argus -