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Fred Hollows


Bourke is the final resting place of Fred Hollows.  Fred was an eye doctor who on discovering in the 1970s  that aboriginal people in the outback suffered eye diseases set about inspiring the medical community to perform thousands of operations to treat these preventable conditions.

By 1980 Fred was travelling all over the world to help set up eye health programs in developing countries.  His work continues through the Fred Hollows Foundation.




Participating in Julies Taphophile Tragics meme.

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  1. WinamJuly 31, 2012 at 9:43 AM

    It's quite fitting that he chose to be buried among the people he cared for. A great man.

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  2. SusanJuly 31, 2012 at 10:22 AM

    Thanks Joan, wouldn't have known about this spot. It's nice to know that his work continues.

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  3. MarkJuly 31, 2012 at 5:29 PM

    Great post Joan, he founded a wonderful organisation.

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  4. SeaThreePeeOJuly 31, 2012 at 8:14 PM

    What a wonderful and inspiring man. Beautiful restingplace.

    Beneath Thy Feet

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  5. JulieAugust 1, 2012 at 8:28 PM

    I had no idea that he was buried out there. What a wonderful idea. I see Fred nearly every week. His face is plastered on bus shelters along Oxford Street. I think he lived in Randwick in the last phase of his life.

    I agree with Mark: a great and wonderful Australian. And very humble in his outward appearance.

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  6. VioletSkyAugust 2, 2012 at 8:25 AM

    a man with a good heart and a good key.

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