Ode To The Brotherhood

Esto Vir


Each of us in this world, who we are, what we are, is defined by three basic things - our genetics, our choices, and our influences. And, of course, those influences are most critical when we are growing up. Kids lucky enough to attend a school such as Ashfield De La Salle have an enormous advantage when it comes to their influences. I’m sure that still applies today. BUT, we had something very special that they don’t have today – the Brothers.


Our lives are won and lost not in the end, but much closer to the start.
It’s the people that surround us in our childhood that play the biggest part.
From birth until about age seven our great need is a bonding with our mother,
And from there until about fourteen our need is to seek direction from our father.
At fourteen, so the experts tell us, we conclude that neither is our ideal mentor.
It’s then we seek others to be our role models, and our teachers come to the fore.

For us, those years with the Brothers La Salle, was where our fortune was paved.
At the Ashfield school our adolescent years were not so much spent as saved.
These men who ultimately put the word “vocation” into the teaching profession,
taught us not just the syllabus of the Wyndham Scheme, but valuable life lessons.

They drew the boundaries we’d all being looking for, and so very much needed,
Their discipline was at times harsh, even resented, but we’ve now all conceded
That its lasting influence was positive, and it evoked from us much love and respect,
Of the Brotherhood AND ourselves, with integrity and conscience its ultimate effect.

What we are today, who we have ultimately become, is largely due to their influence,
And we finally take this opportunity to acknowledge their much-appreciated nuance.
Brother Peter and his “disciples” were a very special breed of men, so much admired,
Men of God, of love, of caring, and of principle, who not so much guided as inspired.

And because of the environment they fostered, an even bigger brotherhood was born,
A brotherhood of man, an enduring bond between students, that could never be torn.
And so it is that forty years later we reunite as one, as we’ve really always been,
To salute your Brotherhood and to affirm our own, “God bless” from all we’68 teens.

Geoff Mooney