Monty Omodei (1960)

Monty Omodei (1960) is the son of contract miner Remo ‘Ray’ Omodei and Helen nee Stewart, and was born in Wiluna, on the western edge of the Gibson Desert, in 1943. 

By 1947 the Wiluna mine had shut down, and most of the town’s residents departed to find work elsewhere. Monty’s father Ray went on ahead to find work at the Mount Charlotte underground mine (now the Super-Pit, the world’s largest gold mine) and Helen, sons Raymond (now deceased), Monty, and daughter Cathy (now deceased) were among the last to leave Wiluna, walking out of their then-worthless home, leaving most of their belongings behind in the ghost town.

Monty spent the rest of his childhood in Kalgoorlie, attending CBC until 1955 when the family moved to Perth, as Raymond was at Teachers’ Training College, Graylands, and Cathy an announcer at 6KY Radio Station Perth. For the rest of 1955 Monty was at CBC Highgate, but came to St Ildephonsus College, New Norcia, in 1956.

At New Norcia, Monty found another family, the members of which he’s still in touch with today. He was in Sebastian House, played music, and competed ably in athletics, swimming, golf, handball, tennis, cricket, football, boxing and debating. He left New Norcia in 1958, having completed his Junior in English, Arithmetic and Algebra, Geometry and Trigonometry, Geography, History, and Art. 

Monty has very happy memories of his years at St Ildephonsus – the strict discipline (all to an ever tolling bell), of making your bed, attending mass, eating regular meals, a solid routine, school work, varied sporting activities, religion, singing in the choir as well as at Mass, or with the Benedictine monks, the picnics in the bush – and most of all, the mateship. His least favourite memory was having chicken pox one year, and being the only student left there over Easter during which, understandably, he really missed his family.

Monty came back to his parents’ North Perth home in time for Christmas, but it was quite a rowdy, lively home to which he returned as, from 1955, on behalf of the St Vincent De Paul Society, his parents ran ‘Keane House’, accommodating older boys from Bindoon and Clontarf while they completed their apprenticeships. With roughly another dozen boys there, he was just another boy in line. Monty says his years at New Norcia prepared him well though, and toughened him up a bit, making it a little easier to deal with all the boys at home.

In 1959 his parents bought a home in Dianella and Monty returned to CBC Highgate for his final two years of schooling. On school holidays Monty worked as a labourer in a cordial factory, as well as in the timber yards. In 1961 he was fortunate to win the Perth Zone to get into the Grand Final of “Youth Speaks for Australia,” sponsored by Shell Co of Australia Limited, the programme for which he still has!

In 1962 one of Ray’s friends, (later Sir) Laurence Brodie-Hall, was Executive Director of Western Mining Corporation and gave Monty a start as a junior trainee in the Engineering Division at Cavalier Construction Company in Kwinana, a wholly owned subsidiary of Alcoa. 

This allowed him to continue living and working happily in remote areas thereafter, in the mining and resources sector, managing complex engineering operations, and launching new technology into established industries until the early 1990s, when he started his own group of companies, still operating today. 

Now partly retired, Monty still works on major equity funding in the mining and resources sector, both within Australian and international markets.

Famlily-wise, Monty married Janet Stuart in Brisbane in 1985, and they have a son Stuart who, with his wife Lauren, has provided Monty with granddaughters Isla and Sienna to dote on.

Monty says he is a simple man who loves life. With a long family history of mining pioneers, publicans, war, and military service, he is very interested in researching and reading about his family history. Now living in Brisbane, distance prevents him from attending SIC reunions, but he remains close to his classmates from so long ago, and speaks to some of them every week. 

Images above:
Top: St Ildephonsus College First Years, 1956
Back, L–R: Richard Passamani, Gerard O’Callaghan, Anthony Burke, Wally Deller, Kevin Clark, Maurice Jones, Charles Bermingham, Alan Plant, David Rencoule, Gavin Schwarzbach, Michael Jones, Patrick Dullard, Laurie Shervington, Michael Kinshela, John Ferguson
3rd row: Brian White, Noel Jones, Lawrence Thompson, Theo Keeris, Thomas Morley, Terence Shine, John Stott, Eric Hogan, Neville Bugg, Maurice Priest, Frank Collins, Terence Bourke, Kieran Robinson, Peter Ryan, Denis Halligan
2nd row: Brian Farrell, John McPartland, Peter Downey, Clarence Murray, Deryck Brockhurst, Peter Whittle, James Farrell, James Williams, Leo Yellema, Alan Doyle, Edward Smeding, Kevin Heffron, Peter Klarie, John Gianatti
Front: Harry Davies, Peter Beckett, Terence Durkin, Julian Nussey, John Dwyer, Denis Larter, Ronald Ryan, Geffery Barnett, Monty Omodei, Boyden Marinich
Bottom: Monty and Janet Omodei and their family celebrating Janet’s birthday in April this year.

Miranda Barker (coney 1983)

In 1981 Miranda Barker (Coney 1983), at the age of just 15 in Year 10 at Newman Siena
auditioned for, and was accepted into the Victorian College of the Arts Secondary School and, in 1982, entered The Australian Ballet School. David McAllister AC (1980) knew Miranda from growing up in Perth, and also from Newman, and had entered The Australian Ballet School a year ahead of Miranda, after finishing Year 12 here. He became a Principal Dancer with The Australian Ballet in 1989.

In 1991 Miranda also became a Principal Dancer and was said to light up the stage, to take flight upon it, and to bring a breadth and depth to each role she danced. She caught the eye of then Music Director Charles Barker, who trained at the Manhattan School of Music and was with The Australian Ballet from 1997 to 2001.

Charles picks up the story: ” … Let me set the scene.

“The Australian Ballet opened in Perth last night [at His Majesty’s Theatre] with a performance of the Merry Widow with Miranda in the title role. I had planned to propose to Miranda after the opening night performances in Perth, for about six weeks. She has family in Perth, she was the Widow, it all seemed to fit. I had told my plans to no one except Ross Stretton, Artistic Director of Australian Ballet, who incidentally slyly engineered some of the technical parts. Extreme secrecy had to be maintained because there are no secrets in this company!

“Just before the performance Ross and I spoke to the stage manager to alert her that she needed to make an announcement over the PA just before the final curtain to get the audience’s attention and that she had to fit me with a body microphone because I was going to ‘make a presentation’. Then we swore her to secrecy for the next 2-1/2 hours.

“After the performance finished (which, by the way, was quite good) the bows followed as usual – corps, soloists, principals, all forward and back, the Widow (Miranda) gets the conductor [Charles], all bow, curtain down, bows for principals in front of the curtain, … curtain up, all (except conductor) down and back. This is usually when the curtain falls for the last time for the evening. However, tonight, with the curtain still up and the audience still applauding, the stage manager spoke over the PA and said, ‘Ladies and gentlemen, may we have your attention’.

“The audience became quiet immediately and I walked out onto the stage, faced the audience, and spoke to them … saying, ‘Ladies and gentlemen, my name is Charles Barker, Music Director of the Australian Ballet. I have a question to ask tonight’s Widow.’ At which point I turned and walked a few steps toward Miranda, went down onto one knee, held out an engagement ring to her and said, ‘Miranda Coney, will you be my wife?’

“Miranda had no idea that this was about to happen and the look on her face was priceless. She was quite overcome and came to me, nodded yes, took the ring and gave me a hug and kiss. At the same moment the stage and audience erupted with a deafening ovation, a type of which I had never heard before. Men were yelling their bravos and women were shouting through their tears – especially the ballerinas on stage. An usher brought Miranda some red long stem roses I had gotten for her, more applause, then the curtain came down. It was quite a scene. I couldn’t have hoped for a better scenario. Everything went my way.

“The next morning the press began to phone at 9:30am. We gave interviews and had photos taken until about 2pm. We are both still pretty high from the evening. It was fun and perhaps most important, it was successful! The amount of media coverage after the fact was surprising. We did dozens of newspaper and radio interviews including the BBC from London. I guess people like happy endings.”

Oh, they definitely do!

Miranda concluded an extraordinary 20-year career with The Australian Ballet when she and Charles left the company at the end of 2001. They then married and moved to New York, where Miranda is now a professional ballet coach and Charles has just celebrated 30 years conducting for the American Ballet Theatre. Their sons Riley and Max are both prodigiously talented; Riley has followed Charles into music and is a collaborative pianist, composer and teaching artist, while Max has followed Miranda into dance and is a rising star with the American Ballet Theatre Studio Company.

Images above:
Top left: Miranda as The Merry Widow, 2000 (after the opening night performance of which, Charles Barker proposed)
Top middle: Miranda in Year 10 at Newman Siena, 1981
Top 3rd from left: Miranda and David McAllister AC (1980) after performing Coppélia, 1992
Photo courtesy Ronald G Bell and The Australian Ballet Archive.
Top right: David McAllister AC (1980) and Miranda Barker (Coney 1983), Principal Dancers with The Australian Ballet
Bottom middle: The Barker family, January 2025

L-R: Riley, Miranda Barker (Coney 1983), Ch
arles and Max Barker

Craig Hollywood (2000)

Craig Hollywood (2000) was born in Glasgow, Scotland, and came to Western Australia in 1994 when his father, an electrician, found work here in Perth. The family was looking for a better life than could be had in Glasgow at the time, and came to live in Woodvale, where Craig attended the local primary school.

Craig readily admits he was a rascal, and his parents recognised his need for a fuller and more focused education. They chose Newman College, and he started at Newman Siena, Doubleview, in Year 8, 1996. Getting there from Woodvale involved a bus, a train, and another bus, and the same in reverse to go home. Having walked to school for most of his life until then, Craig says it was a bit of an culture shock! But he settled quickly and, that year, was one of two Catherine Guild Representatives. 

From Year 10 in 1998 he attended our Churchlands campus, and signed up for Dario Bottega’s (ICT teacher 1995-2000) Computer Aided Drafting class. Without that, he says, he honestly doesn’t know where he’d be today. 

When he was in Year 11, his grandfather, his mother’s father, died back in Glasgow. Craig’s mother was an only child and needed to look after her mother, so the family returned to Scotland. Craig finished his schooling in Glasgow, but he believes his four years at Newman were pivotal to the man he is today, and credits the successes he’s made in life with his parents’ decision to send him here.

After school, Craig put Mr Bottega’s teaching to good use and pursued engineering. In around 2004, when Craig was 21 and qualified, he returned to live in Perth and began establishing his career in civil engineering. The whole family eventually came back, and they even brought his gran to live here!

In 2015 Craig had the seemingly simple idea of offering free haircuts to Perth’s homeless people. In the busy lives most people lead, and the tendency to let ideas be just that, Craig’s idea could well have remained unrealised. Instead, Craig sought the help of some barbering friends and set up a charity called Short Back & Sidewalks in one of Northbridge’s carpark laneways. The first time, he thought they might sit there all day with no customers, but that wasn’t what happened.

After a few times and word began spreading, there was a steady stream of people who travelled long distances to be there – not just for the free haircut and barbering, but for the opportunity to be seen and heard without judgement. The simple service made a huge difference in these people’s lives, and to Craig himself, who was humbled by some of their stories.

In 2022 Craig won an Australian of the Year award as Western Australia’s Local Hero. In 2023 he was awarded the City of Perth Active Citizenship Award and, in 2024, was both a finalist for Volunteer of the Year, and winner of the Australian Hair Industry Award’s Vidal Sassoon Humanitarian of the Year. Most recently Craig was presented with the 2025 Western Australian Council of Social Services (WACOSS) Outstanding Contribution: Going above and beyond award. He is a regular and inspiring motivational speaker and brings smiles to listeners when he recounts talking to (then) Prime Minister Scott Morrison – not so much about securing $450,000 in federal funding for Short Back & Sidewalks, which he did – but more about their mutual love of dogs. 

Craig now holds a Non-Executive Board position at Short Back & Sidewalks which, alongside having three paid staff members, has more than 350 skilled barbers and hairdressers in their volunteer workforce, and offers services throughout remote and regional WA as well as in NSW, South Australia, Victoria, and in the Northern Territory. This year, the goal is to deliver 15,000 haircuts. As of early June, they were at just over 10,000 haircuts, so will most likely exceed expectations. 

As Craig says, “Giving a free haircut to a person makes more of an impression than you could imagine. An individual truly stands taller when they have received a fresh haircut.”

Outside of Short Back & Sidewalks, Craig continues working in civil engineering. He’s currently the WA Defence Lead at AECOM, a global company which designs infrastructure with a focus on sustainability, the supporting of communities, and the building of a better, more climate-resilient future.

Craig visited us at Newman recently and, in addition to being central to planning the celebration of his cohort’s 25th Reunion this year, hopes to inspire our students to pursue their own journeys in future; to not dismiss, and to always embrace their ideas. 


Top left: Catherine Guild, Mrs Marie Grace’s Group, 1998
Back, L-R: Sara Ceccarelli, Tristan Raison, Samantha Mitchell, Sarah See, Nicole Mancini 
Middle: Bree Blakeman, Kate Mercer, Craig Hollywood, Daniel Berrigan, Ferdinand Tamara, Christine Arnold, Lauren Bowler
Front: Matthew Dermody, Sarah Miller, Adam Corrigan, Adam Quigley, Michael Barns, Erin Mill, Joel Adams
Middle : Craig and his partner Jo, May 2025
Right: Craig at Newman College, June 2025
Bottom left: Craig at work with AECOM aboard the USS Minnesota

Samantha Ashby (2018)

Samantha Ashby (2018) was born in London and spent her formative years in Singapore before her family relocated back to Perth in 2011 when she was 10. Here, she discovered hoops and fell in love with basketball, for which she has an extraordinary talent. After a few years at PLC, her obvious ability in all sports saw her come to Newman in Year 9, 2015.

Here, Sam was placed in Romero Guild and settled in quickly. She played in the Girls’ White team in the 26th Marist Basketball Carnival, which was hosted by Newman, and to which 16 Marist Schools across Australia came to play. She won the Most Valuable Player (MVP) Award in her team, came in second in the overall girls’ points scored, and first in the girls’ Free Throws (a first for the College). She was in the ACC Athletics Squad, for which she placed 3rd in the Age Champions for Year 9 Girls and, at the end of the year, won an Art and Design 3 award.

In Year 10 in 2016 she was a Guild Representative, in the ACC Cross Country team, and won awards in Art and Design and Maths Extension 2, as well as the Br Terence Orrell Award for Most Outstanding Female Basketball Player over a School Year (which she also won in 2017), and the Marcellin Champagnat Award for Most Valuable Female Player.

In her final year, she was in the ACC Athletics and Cross Country teams, and placed 2nd in the Year 12 Girls’ Age Champions. At the end of the year, she also received one of our Major Awards – the Female Contribution to Sports Award for her outstanding contribution to sport during her time at Newman, demonstration of Marist characteristics in leadership, and commitment to her chosen sport.

While at school, Sam played regional basketball for the Perry Lakes Hawks, later earning a position on their women’s State Basketball League (now NBL1) team. She also qualified repeatedly as a State representative, playing for Western Australia against the other States and Territories. 

On leaving school, Sam earned a US College Basketball Scholarship, competing in the NCAA Division 1 league and completed a degree in Health and Exercise Science at the University of the Pacific, California. She then moved to the UK, where she has just completed her second professional basketball season, this year playing for the Oakland Wolves, which won the Super League Basketball Women’s Cup Finals. Sam balled out with 23 points in 23 minutes and, after her team won the Cup, she was awarded MVP for 2025.

Because of her London birth, Sam was also eligible to qualify for Team GB – Great Britain Women’s International team – which survived prequalification against Denmark, Sweden and Estonia for EuroBasket 2025. Later this month, she’ll be in Hamburg, Germany, playing for Great Britain in the final elimination rounds against Germany, Spain and Sweden.

Added to this, Super League Basketball named her in the British Team of the Year, which recognises the five best British players across all teams in the British Super League.

Sam loves the life sport has given her, and that it has taken her all over the world. Just recently, she said, after the season that pushed her to the limits:
“A small reminder that life is not for the weak – you’re so strong just for showing up every day. Rely on those around you and don’t put too much pressure on yourself, being a pro athlete can lead to never feeling satisfied with where you’re at, on and off the court. Constantly striving and pushing yourself to impossible limits, trying to control everything around you … but life is more than that. 

“Travelling, experiencing different cultures, doing the sport you love for that little kid who never imagined you’d get where you are. Valuing those around you for being their imperfect selves, just like you. Don’t let yourself get so caught up on what the ‘perfect’ life is supposed to look like and make the best of every moment, there is ALWAYS a glass half full way to view things, you just have to let yourself see it. 

“Be kind, remember your roots, and let yourself grow and enjoy the moment, you don’t get to live this life twice!”

And in the latest news…

Great Britain Basketball has also just featured Sam in their Player Spotlight, here. And, she is heading to Azerbaijan as one of four women representing Great Britain in the final FIBA 3×3 Women’s Series. Go Sam!

Top Left: Oakland Wolves team shot
Top, 2nd left: Sam in Year 12, 2018
Top 3rd from left: Sam and John Finneran (Principal 2016-2022) receiving the Female Contribution to Sports Award, 2018
Top right: Sam in Paris, France, 2024
Bottom left: Sam (centre) in Copenhagen, Denmark, early 2025 
with her father Martin (left) and cousin Harriet (right) 
Bottom middle: Sam in action with the Oakland Wolves

Bottom right: Sam winning Most Valuable Player, Oakland Wolves, 2025

Peter Frank (1960)

Peter Frank (1960), nephew of Henry Frank (SIC 1914) and father of Linda Whiteside (Head of Career Development 2007-2017), attended St Joseph’s College, Subiaco, from 1958-1960, and recently shared some of his wonderfully evocative poetry with us. 

Now 82, Frank is inspired by his late mother’s love of poetry which has renewed his passion for writing. We’re delighted to feature one of his poems here, and thank Peter for sharing his words and memories with us.

Written in April 2024, Oh Kalgoorlie is a true story featuring his father, Wilfred ‘Wilf’ Frank, and Old George, a worn-out but relentless old prospector. It’s a vivid, gritty tribute to the friendship between prospectors, set in the vivid backdrop of WA’s old goldfields, where Peter was born.

Oh Kalgoorlie

Miners’ songs of toil, drift in from afar
A dusty symphony, under our own Southern Cross
Our brightest star

Lights do dim after a scorching sun.
And after strains of effort, the day’s work done.
Where gold dust settles, in an ancient riverbed.
Dreams born, yet hearts may dread 
in every challenge, every trial
Broken hearts, through dust and often fail.
Sometimes, the dream is dead.
Ole’ Kalgoorlie, I’ll hail your name!

Within the warmth and stillness of the night,
feel the heat and familiar beat, the throb of the town’s poppet head mines.
The rare but welcome Esperance Doctor soothes men’s brows.
Home comes the crew who know the game, and failed inclines.
They sit a while in quiet reflection of ‘what the hell!’
and rethink success of past endeavours,
to define their future chances, who can tell?
_______________


Of town and places away from Kal
the hopefuls push themselves to shows unknown.
Spargosville, Kanowna, Broad Arrow to name a few.
Some, long deserted dry and dusty
now, just outlines on the ground.
Their ancient rubbish dumps can still be found.

Out of Coolgardie, Tindal’s, Frank’s Find and Fly and Pig Flats
big deals found and boldly thrown on the bar.
Frank brothers braggarts who should have known better …
No! 100 men on the morrow on the Flats to pick them clean!
Heroes, the Franks who should have measured mean.

Broad Arrow and Ora Banda Inn, out past Ernie’s Smelter,
near ruined buildings, favourites with the stars.
Dilapidation was really their popular draw.
The rough head miners, Gypsy Jokers, bikies and movie stars
would revel equally to the strum of strings
on some old worn-out honkey tonk guitars.
Under the shelter of the rusty old tin roofed hotel bars
To all odd hours, then all would sing.

_______________

Oh, and yes, there was this time, out in the bush, when all alone in camp 
looked up and copped this bothered old tramp.
A fine example of a worn-out prospector
down on his luck, exhausted and ready to drop.
Hardly could walk, just made it into camp.
Slice of old bread, covered with jam,
cup of billy tea and a private yarn.
Got revived, did this old critter, back on his feet.
Old George, with thanks, he left the camp.

Coupla months later, back he came.
“Gidday Wilf, I’m on the gold”, he cried,
“be at Billy Can Hill at dawn, over near the Old Divide.”

The old Model T perched, faced down the slope
rolled silently out of camp then came to life.
Now, out behind the Old Divide, back of beyond, half a mile wide.

They had the dry blower ready primed.
At dawn it was, a brand new day and the air was crisp and still.

Old George and Wilf began to pick bits of gold without no end.  
No nothing, felt no tiredness, no pain, nor chill.
Time stood still.

Old George stretched and said, “Hey Wilf it’s time for lunch.”
“Did ya bring some crib?”
Two jars now half full, morning vanished, what a thrill.

Lunch now done …
Hey, back at it, dry blower at full tilt,
Still no tiredness nor no pain, just a quiet thrill.
Picking bits and more and more
No end in sight … a future built.
And time stood still!
In a flash, the day had run its course.

Old George begged, “Hey Wilf, light a match will ya?
Too dark to see the bits among the dust!”
Unaware of time, their jars now full,
Happy now, they both agree. Now it’s dusk!

So there, a story true, a vanished day when time really was stood still.
Old George and Wilf, now bonded by ole bush lore.
Trust forged in heat and dust.
Friends in understanding, no words could say.

So, for the tales of heat, dust and failure and some success,
Yes, come what may!

But in the whispers of the winds … in the old Outback
That eerie feeling of something real
that’s always behind you, does not reveal.
Is true!

Kalgoorlie, your memory I’ll always hold.
Those that strived, many stories yet untold.

Peter Frank (SJC 1960)

Peter has sent a couple of his other poems to us to enjoy, which space doesn’t allow us to reproduce here. One, A Tail of Two Kitties, was written for his great grandchildren, Bridget and James about his Burmese cat Whisky, and their new Burmese kitten, Wilfred. It was a billion to one chance that, unknowingly, the children named their new kitten Wilfred – which was Peter’s father’s name – their great, great grandfather! 

A second poem, A Reflection of Covid, was written in January 2021 for his daughter Natalie, who was then living in Tring, Hertfordshire, England, during the Covid lockdowns. A poignant, reflective piece on collective loss and resilience, it somehow echoes the eerie quiet of that phase of the pandemic and, despite alluding to the sheer awfulness of Covid as it was, still bears the fragile, distant, hope of recovery. 

A third, Wonder, wonder dear old Dad … Will he never come again?, took quite a while to write, as the timing is in an attempt to match the 15-syllables per line, rhythm, and sad refrain of “Was My Brother in the Battle” (1862). Peter still hopes to have this one shaped by a musician. 

If you would like to read these, and others by Peter, please email us on alumni@newman.wa.edu.au.

Left: Peter Frank (SJC 1958-1960)
Middle: 
Peter’s Burmese cat Whisky, who features in his poem Tail of Two Kitties
Right: Whisky and Wilfred, his great grandchildren’s cat unknowingly named for their great, great grandfather