Friends farewell larrikin
TERRY Hargans was one of those blokes who would tell you he was here for a good time, not a long time.
Sadly for his family and friends it proved all too true when he died at the young age of 69.
However, for the huge congregation that packed Grafton’s Salvation Army Citadel yesterday to farewell this loveable larrikin, the memories of the good times came thick and fast.
Born on October 6, 1941, he was the eighth of 11 children born to Edna Mary and James Dennis Richards Hargans.
The large Hargans family settled in Maclean, where Terry began his schooling.
There were some hard times for the family and occasionally the children would find themselves under the care of the nuns at the Cowper Orphanage.
Terry gave the nuns a taste of his strong-will and approach to authority he was to display for the rest of his life.
When the family moved to Glenreagh after his dad got a job with the railway, Terry moved to Grafton High School where he completed his education.
On leaving school Terry found employment with Tom Gilbert, who was also the Sergeant Major of the Grafton Salvation Army Corp.
He encouraged Terry to become involved with the Salvos, although it may have been the charms of an attractive blond, Joan, who sealed the deal.
Terry’s persistence in wooing Joan paid off and on April 29, 1961, they married.
Terry had two other loves: trucks and the Grafton Ghosts Rugby League Football Club.
Terry passed on his love of anything “big, shiny and mechanical” to his son Mark, and together they spent many hours talking, washing, polishing and driving trucks.
Rugby league in Grafton was also a great beneficiary of Terry Hargans’ passion.
At various times he was the secretary of both the Grafton Ghosts and South Grafton Rebels clubs.
However, with daughter Tracey virtually marrying into the Ghosts when she met and married Luke Whitton, the Ghosts became a virtual second family for him.
People from all walks of life gathered to farewell Terry “Pops” Hargan yesterday.
And they did it in a style he would have revelled in himself, by having a real good time.