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Nulla ArborNovember 1989
It was on that Monday, when I went back to the office early and was chatting to a fellow engineer, a constant traveller who happened to be in Sydney, that it was first confirmed to me that in the first half of the 20th century there were many Italians in Western Australia, at least around the Goldfields, who took up with Aboriginal women. This colleague had met a number of people of mixed race whose fathers were Italian.
Perhaps because around that time I’d been thinking about the Norman Castle Nino Pezzato and I had stumbled on in Libya, the story of Nino’s uncle also came to mind: the other Nino Pezzato the family had lost all trace of was probably one of those migrants.
Curious to know more, I was surprised to discover the scale of Italian migration to Wes
