My son-in-law worked at Wildman River Corrections Facility, near Darwin, some of the stories even the kids knew were surprising, but the old men that knew all the stories and lore were dying off and with them goes the history.
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I know, that is so sad. The loss of the languages also breaks my heart.
For a Skippy you write a good yarn, will be following for some more. If you get the chance to record any of the dreamtime, please write it up.
Will do