S/L Rex Daniell DFC AFC - RIP

I found out about RD's passing when I caught a snippet in a Kiwi paper but have only now found an obit. Very well known in New Zealand for his airline work but also well known as a wartime Dak afficianado, IIRC. He wrote a wondefully titled book - What Did You Do In The War, Poppa Rekka? - which has had two very limited print runs. He also flew Blenheims with 82 Squadron. A fine pilot indeed. RIP.

Rex Daniell, DFC, AFC, pilot, airline pioneer.
Died aged 89.

In 1960, when Rex Daniell and his mate Bob Anderson decided to start South Pacific Airlines of New Zealand (Spanz), they knew they were taking a risk. New Zealand was heavily regulated then, and the government-owned National Airways Corporation (NAC) ruled the skies.

But Daniell and Anderson had been to a number of overseas conferences; "all fired up" and full of confidence, the pair went ahead.

To get Spanz off the ground, they needed £120,000. They managed to raise £80,000 and then borrowed a couple of DC3s from Australian airline Ansett to make up their fleet.

Spanz flourished for several years in the early 1960s, opening up new routes to smaller towns such as Napier, Taupo, Masterton and New Plymouth. Spanz planes had bigger windows than those used by NAC, and it was the first airline to introduce in-flight food on secondary routes, offering cherries from Alexandra, or strawberries.

Although Spanz folded in 1966, it had impacted on the national carrier, forcing it to improve its service.

At its peak, Spanz could muster four DC3 aircraft and 12 flight crew.

The DC3 is famous in aircraft circles. Introduced in the 1930s, it was the first major passenger plane with a "stressed-skin" metal fuselage and wings instead of the old fabric-covered frame. "New Zealand is a rough country to fly in," Daniell said in a Herald interview in 2000.

"The fact that a DC3's wings stay on is very reassuring ... Those were the best years of our lives."

Daniell and Anderson were both familiar with DC3s, having flown the military version during World War II.

Born and raised in Masterton, Daniell enlisted the day war broke out, flying first with the RNZAF and then the RAF, rising to the rank of squadron leader.

He took part in the Battle of Britain and served in Bomber Command before transferring to Transport Command, serving in the Middle East, India and Africa. He towed gliders during the D-Day invasion of France and flew supplies to Arnhem during the Battle of the Bulge.

He was awarded the DFC and AFC, invested by King George VI after the war.

When Daniell returned home, he flew for Union Airways and later for the NAC before starting Spanz.

When the little airline folded, Daniell moved to Australia and worked as an operations manager for Ansett. He died in Maroochydore on Queensland's Sunshine Coast, where he had lived since retiring.

He is survived by his wife, Betty, three daughters and two sons. Another son predeceased him.
http://www.nzherald.co.nz/nz/news/article.cfm?c_id=1&objectid=10682565

Dad's medals

Letter of authenticity and medals on their new mount. These were kindly purchased and given to dad by Garry Daniell. They will be returned to him and then will be donated to Wairapa College where they will be displayed.

Dad meets new friends Anzac Day 2010

Dad with some new friends very early morn on Anzac day. His photo appeared in the local paper with article about these kids who just had to meet a real life vet who had lived through the second world war.
BEING up at 4am is a big ask for almost anyone but for Point Cartwright mother Ann Lando, it was only the beginning of an exhausting morning.

With three children – Emma, 9, Sarah, 8, and James, 5 – excited to be going to the dawn service at Cotton Tree and their two young friends heading along for the first time, by the time she spoke to the Daily, you could hear the exhaustion in Ms Lando’s voice.

“They really wanted to do it,” she said. “They wouldn’t miss the dawn service. “I love it myself but they really wanted to go.”

She said her own grandfather had recently died and the children knew he had served in a war and Anzac Day was a way to remember him.

What Ms Lando perhaps didn’t expect was that the children would see a World War II veteran as something akin to a superhero.

When 89-year-old Rex Daniell, who served in Burma, Europe and Africa, sat quietly beside the five children they were stunned.

“Sarah was so taken with him and was so excited to meet someone who fought in World War II,” she said.

“She gave him a big cuddle and almost knocked him over I think.”

Ms Lando said that all five were well behaved during the service and understood it was important to show respect for the Anzacs.

Memories of Rex and family by Betty Tucker

I am a lifetime friend of Betty’s. I am at my daughter Elizabeth Summerville’s house with my sister Barbara Tod. We have been enjoying the memories as we looked at the photos and writings on the blog.

One of my memories of Rex was when I flew on a celebration flight for the beginning of SPANZ. It was a privilege to be asked.

Another memory was looking after their precious three month old baby son Clifton when Rex and Betty had to go to England. It was lovely and Clifton was such a good baby.

Barbara and her husband Dick used to travel to Australia and Rex and Betty always made them feel very welcome when they called in to visit.

Rex was a real old time gentleman.

I have been thinking of you a lot Betty. Love from your friend Betty Tucker and also Barbara and Elizabeth xxx

We are now going home by ferry and train to Papatoetoe. It’s been a fun day to come and see the stories of Rex’s life. Love Bett

Sunday the 24th of October 2010

On Sunday, we gathered to honour and remember Dad. On his bequest, his ashes were scattered in the Maroochy river, just down the way from his home with mum in Anzac avenue.

We started proceedings on the river bank with a informal service with family members present. Fittingly the Siberian Curlew, the migratory bird that dad enjoyed watching on its annual pilgrimage from Siberia to Maroochydore was standing by. I feel certain, his spirit will be carried away to his next adventure forthwith.

After scattering Dad's ashes we moved onto his bowls club, The Maroochy Swan. The club made us very welcome. Talking with bar staff, they remember dad as a true gentleman. How right they are. A large group of friends and family joined in viewing photos and tributes to the ‘old man’. Fittingly a number of the younger family members, ‘yours truly included’, enjoyed the challenge of a ‘roll up’. Dad would have enjoyed the spirit of competition and a few beers to ‘wet the whistle’.

We all have special memories of dad and I ask that everyone continue to remember him with happiness and joy for his long and celebrated life. He touched us all in so many ways, as is evident by the huge volume of tributes that have flooded in since we began this blog.

Daryl Biggar saddened by the news of dad's passing

Hello Betty,
I am Darryl Biggar (second son of Raewyn). I was very sad to hear of the death of Uncle Rex. I regret not having managed to meet him. My youngest son has been begging me to go up to Brisbane to meet my "uncle" who flew planes in the war...

I hope we will have a chance to meet when you are next in Melbourne...

Darryl

Jim remembers fondly days with dad at SPANZ

Dear Betty and family.

We have just returned from holiday and have received the sad news. Please accept our most
sincere condolences. Being part of SPANZ was a unique experience and to have worked alongside Rex was a once in a lifetime privilege. He will never be forgotten.

Kindest regards,
Jim and Denise Haskell

Ode to RDD by Terry Daniell

So the mighty totara has fallen
Upon the descendants below.
Our rangitira has departed
Where old rangitiras go.

No more the fount of wisdom
Freely given to those who requested.
Even to those who had not
His advice was warmly attested.

A life full of challenge
Grasped with both hands.
Here there and far
Across many lands.

Restive, restless, progressive,
Forever challenging, debating.
Status quo rarely satisfying
Always In need of reviewing

Leading, organising,
Striving for improvement
No obstacle too daunting,
No bridge too far.

Now at peace and at rest,
No more earthly battles to face.
Gone - not forgotten
A life lived at real pace.


Terry Daniell October 2010

Poppa enjoy's a day out with Karen for mothers day 2003

Poppa Rekka gives 'a very little' Archer a big cuddle

Our twin boys Flynn and Archer are about 8 weeks old here when Grandma and Poppa met them for the first time at our home at Castaway in Jan Juc. Still so small!

Dad visits Brenda and Ken in 2009

A life lived large

Click on image to enlarge and view

RDD At the controls

Kind words of support from Margaret and Cedric Wisely

Dear Betty and Family,
When you told us that Rex had wanted to go into a Hospice we knew the end was near but it was still very sad to learn of his passing. We always looked upon Rex as going on forever and if there was a problem he would get over it. This was demonstrated during the SPANZ era when there were many problems but RDD always overcame them.

He will be sadly missed and Margaret and I send you and your family our sincere sympathy at the passing of a true friend.

Love from us both
Margaret and Cedric

Keeping in touch

Te Atatu family home with Bo Paul's Dog 'circa 1966'

Our Dad (RDD)

Our association with our future Dad began in 1956 at Te Atatu, where he had almost finished building his dream home, at a time when he needed a live-in helper for his young family. We quickly became accustomed to a larger ‘family’ unit, including Colleen (10), Brenda (7), Kevin (6) and now Paul (5) and Karen (4). We began our schooling at Edmonton Primary and in ensuing years spent many school holidays getting to know the greater Daniell clan, involving visits to Penwain, Te Awamutu and the Wairarapa.

Our childhood was filled with happy memories. Outstanding were the infamous tyre-rolling episodes, which involved one of us climbing inside a discarded DC3 tyre while two or three others pushed it all around the yard. You were lucky if the tyre stopped in time for you to retain your lunch! Dad figured there had to be some good use for these castoffs, and we all agreed wholeheartedly.

In this way, Dad ensured there was always plenty of outdoor fun and he was always good for playing cricket and footy on the front lawn, and then later teaching us to play tennis on our new asphalt court. Who could forget the toil of the trusty old concrete mixer, which laid the foundation for the tennis court, the long battle-axe driveway and the swimming pool, all completed just prior to us all migrating to Australia!

In 1967 at the end of the SPANZ years, a new life began in Melbourne. By this time the family was completed by the arrival of a little brother Clifton who was 17 months old. Dad’s years with Ansett are well documented in his memoirs, as are his various escapades around Australia by air. All of us in the family enjoyed many overseas trips on a special fare due to RDD’s position in the airline industry. In those days we were fortunate indeed.

As teenagers and young adults we came and went often, as though there were revolving doors at our Lyric Grove residence, often bulging at the seams, always revered as the greatest family home. All due to RDD’s wonderful ability to innovatively create an environment for all of us that was safe and secure – never a dull moment with our Dad, Rekka! Mum, of course, found some of his schemes a little wild but always was a steady support backing him up.

In recent times it was a privilege to work with Dad on his books and to learn in more depth of his epic service during the war, and throughout his remarkable lifetime. He is an inspiration to all his children and grandchildren with his extraordinary attitude and zest for life.

RDD was a wonderful Dad, who loved us as his own, as we loved him. We have all appreciated and benefited from Rex’s special brand of wisdom, guidance and humour. We will miss him very dearly.

Karen and Paul

Message from Laurie and Colleen Barclay

Dear Karen Betty and family,
Colleen and I are deeply saddened by the news of Rex's passing and extend our deepest condolences to you all.

I share and understand your Dads view on funerals, a family gathering at an appropriate time and place is a much preferred option.

Sadly after receiving your last weeks email I crossed my fingers, thought about you all every day and looked forward to sitting down with him for what could or might be the final yarn on the birthday weekend.

Again he was right, when he from time to time said " It's later than you think Laurie"
Thank you again for thinking of me at this sad time.

You are on the button when you say he led a remarkable life, he was a remarkable fellow and a great friend.

Personally I have yet to meet someone with more integrity than your Dad.

Laurie Barclay

Rex Donald Daniell – Dad, Brother, Uncle, Poppa, Great Poppa, Great Uncle, Cousin, Loyal Friend and Husband

I regret to advise has passed away Wednesday October 13th at 12.15am. It was a peaceful ending with Mum at his bedside continuously over the past few days during which time he had told her that he was ready to go, and that it was time for the "final touch-down after many long happy years in the holding pattern".

He will not have a funeral (at his request) though we will have a private
family get-together to celebrate his remarkable life, in lieu of his 90th
birthday party on Sunday 24th.

Love to all at this sad time,
Betty and the family

Memories of Uncle Rex by Terry Daniell

Memories of Uncle Rex
Circa 1948

In thinking on the long life of Uncle Rex I am taken back to the years after the Second World War and the Christmases we had many of them at Penwain (Bill & Elsie’s) and some at Ben Hame (Winstone & Margaret’s). All the FCD’s used to meet on these occasions including the Masterton relies who made the long trek to the Waikato.

In those days Rex flew Dakotas with National Airways Corporation (NAC) or its forebear and somehow used to get himself rostered on the Norfolk Island route. Just before Christmas he would collect a large bunch of ripe bananas directly from the palm tree and deliver it to the Christmas party where it was greeted with great delight by all present. He reckoned he got the bunch in exchange for a pound (500gms) of butter.

On occasions when he was unable to make the family Christmas gathering he was inevitably rostered for flying. On these Christmas days if we were on the flight path from Rukahia (Hamilton) he would “buzz” Penwain early in the morning flying at 1000 feet (about 300 metres) directly over our house. Must have been quite a thrill for the passengers who might have thought the pilot was looking for an emergency landing place! I wonder what the authorities would do today if a Boeing 737 tried the same tactic. Oh for the freedom of another age.

Later Circa 1960.
Rex with long time friend Bob Anderson had left NAC to form SPANZ (South Pacific Airlines of New Zealand flying viewmaster Dakotas on scienic routes through New Zealand (they were not allowed to fly on the main routes in direct competition with NAC!).

Rex had just arrived back at Whenuapai (Auckland’s main airport in those days). Our family who were renting a bach for a holiday in Rothesay Bay at the time were there to greet him and have a look over the aircraft. Among the family and some other friends of Rex’s or Bob’s were our maternal grandparents who at that time would have been close to their 80’s (considered very old at that time).

Rex had the crew still on board and half way through the visit decided he needed to take the aircraft on a test flight which just happened to involve a circuit over Auckland City centre (no sky tower in those days!). For most of the family it was our first flight in an aircraft and for our grandparents who were absolutely terrified but could not dodge the experience it was their only flight.

Fast Forward to 2000
A flight to commemorate SPANZ 40th anniversary since its inception (the company folded about 1966) was being organised to coincide with the launch of a book on the history of SPANZ compiled by Richard Waugh a New Zealand aeronautical historian in association with Peter Layne . The idea was to sell seats on a DC3 which would fly the old SPANZ routes around NZ and at each stop books would be sold.

In the event 3 DC3’s made the 10 day trip – one aircraft taken completely by Americans – all at $3,000 per seat. At many airports they were given a civic reception as many residents remembered the service SPANZ had provided to get them on the tourist map.

During the planning stage which was conducted largely at my accountancy practice office Rex arrived one afternoon at about 4pm to see how plans and costings were going, a visit I expected would take about an hour.

I had started early that morning and had had a busy day and was looking forward to knocking off. Rex and I worked through the exercise twice (thoroughly) until about 7.30pm and then went home to our place for dinner. At about 9pm we were discussing plans again and at midnight Rex left for Peter Rushbrookes place at Maraetai driving Peter’s ute. We swear Rex was doing 100kph by the time he had travelled the 100 metres to the traffic lights to take the free left turn.

That 80 year old left a 60 year old nephew absolutely exhausted after the visit and admiring forever the energy and mental agility shown which would have done a forty year old proud. The thoroughness of the workings left one in no doubt that this was one airman who survived because he did not take chances with mathematical calculations!

We share many happy memories with you all.
Love to all
Terry

Kind words from Vince Ashworth

It was with deep sadness that I learned of Rex’s death. I had known him for only a short time but that was sufficient to tell me that I had met a remarkable man.

Rex was one of 17 who included my brother Arthur and who received their wings at Wigram in March 1940 before embarking for England and war.

Of those 17 only five survived the war and of those two did not see any action having been found unfit for operational flying for various reasons. The other three went on to have distinguished war records. Rex’s war record is well known among those who read this blog.

Rex had illustrious company. Squadron Leader Bob Spurdle became a fighter ace accounting as he did for at least 10 enemy planes. He served in both Europe and the Pacific and finished the war with two DFCs and a Mentioned in Dispatches (Mid). Artie Ashworth remained in the RAF after the war. When he retired in 1967 he held the rank of Wing Commander with the DSO, two DFCs, two AFCs and a Mid. In total he flew 110 operational sorties and was one of the few New Zealanders who flew both bombers and fighters during the war. He served in Europe, the Middle East and the Pacific.

Like his war record, Rex’s peacetime contribution to aviation was almost equally remarkable. Taking on the deeply entrenched monopoly National Airways and the equally entrenched and anti private sector New Zealand bureaucracy, required both guts and steel-like determination. Rex had plenty of both as the airline, the bureaucrats and the politicians of the day found to their dismay. They didn’t know it at the time (and would probably never admit it) that Rex made a significant contribution to New Zealand aviation development.

Both my wife and I consider it a privilege to have known this remarkable man. He made a deep impression as someone with courage, integrity and compassion. Someone who was also concerned for and interested in both domestic and international affairs. He asked me some very penetrating questions about my views on various international issues! All this combined with a truly remarkable memory.

All of those whose lives have been touched by Rex Daniell throughout his long life have, like us, been enriched by the experience.

Incidentally, those ‘upstairs’ had better be well organised. If not then they are in for a shock: Rex Daniell has arrived and disorganisation will not be tolerated!

Vince Ashworth
Morrinsville
New Zealand

Clifton and Flynn visit Grandma and Poppa, September 2010

Clifton and Flynn travel north to Queensland from home in Victoria to visit Grandma and Poppa. We had a lovely stay and it was to be Archer's, (Flynn's twin brother) turn the following weekend. Unfortunately, Archer was unable to travel due to suspected case of whooping cough. Archer and Dad will be coming back up soon!

Dear Uncle Rex

I have been thinking back to my youth when our interaction commenced. We had many family visits from & to the RDD family during our formative years when we got to know our cousins, as well as our special Uncle, of course. You were based in Auckland at that time whilst we were growing up at “Penwain”, Kio Kio.

After I moved to Auckland in my late teens I enjoyed the many social visits to Te Atatu. As well as your (& Betty’s) very considerable hospitality, you were very generous lending Margaret & me the Austin 7 when we could not afford our own set of wheels, for special occasions.

During our courtship & after SPANZ began operating I probably added to your airline’s economic woes by hitching rides to Masterton on a DC3 when you were the skipper.

In 1963 after a chat one day in your office in Anzac Ave I was introduced to Motor Specialties Ltd through Jack Johnston (Chairman, SPANZ) & had a rewarding career of more than 10yrs with that Company as a result.

I thank you for that introduction to JFJ & also for your wisdom that rellies should avoid working together. When we built our house at Pakuranga in the late 60’s we somehow, gratefully, inherited the concrete mixer that had seen loyal service building a large swimming pool at Te Atatu. It was somewhat the worse for wear but was rebuilt to serve many more years including being passed around the district of Waiuku in the 80’s.

From 1996 when we moved to Australia we enjoyed many stay-over visits from you both, initially at “Avalon” where we had many long discussions on matters Body Corporate, then at a rented house at “The Estuary” Coombabah (boules on the water’s edge) from 2000 until we built “Limetree” in 2003.

Over the years we have relished the many hours spent listening to your aviation stories from before, during & after the war & we came to appreciate your vast knowledge of the aviation industry.

SPANZ was obviously a very special time in your life & it is sign of the spirit that you engendered into that Company that reunions are still being held. The NZ commercial aviation industry will always owe a debt to SPANZ for giving it a good shake.

Aside from aviation we have thoroughly enjoyed all those times when we have chatted about your latest library find or your building manager. Since we sorted the world out on many occasions, in the evenings over a glass of red, I’m sure it is a better place as a result!
Our 2007 tour to Longreach to check out the Qantas museum and School of the Air, along with the flying doctor origins at Charleville was good fun and a long way to travel by car, but we were well entertained by you as our “navigator” ensuring there was never a dull moment with all those facts & figures of the various areas we were travelling through the outback. Our recent 1770 / Bargara break for your wedding anniversary was similarly enjoyed even though you were a little less chirpy for the return leg.

You have been a total inspiration with your ability to set goals and achieve them, whether that was in your working life, writing books, playing bowls (& attaining umpire status) or mastering the internet. You have achieved much, often against considerable odds.
Through you we have learned so much more about ourselves and those who have gone before in the Daniell & Donald families & we can count ourselves very lucky to have inherited a dose of those genes. With the loss of my Dad so young you may not realise what an important role in our lives you have played.

There is no substitute for close family relationships and we have deeply valued ours with you.

With deep affection,
Margaret & Graeme
October 2010

SPANZ short flight

Dad's chuffed to be reunited with a full set of 'gongs'

Message for Dad

The emails we have written each other recently, especially this year, have filled a gap of knowledge and connection to you in my heart, there are no loose ends now.

You know how we pray that you have made your peace with God so that you can go safely into His Presence, but that, as always, is between you and Him.

I love you dearly and have been proud to call you my father. So many things you said to me have been life defining and have contributed to the good decisions I have made. I'll accept responsibility for the poor ones!

It's funny the memories that can surface but I remember you taking your teeth out when we were camping up at Orewa and singing Popeye, but I also remember and end with these words of that grand old song you also used to sing.

"Oh my Papa, to me he is so wonderful, Oh my Papa to me he is dear".

Your loving daughter
Brenda

Dad and mum enjoy a visit with Ron and Kirsten and Nicole's twins

Rex and Betty with Ron, Kirsten and eldest daughter Nicole. Nicoles identical twin boys Jack and Harry about 6 weeks old then back in September 09.

This photo of the twins at 14 months was taken yesterday having some quiet time in one of the cots but that quickly turned into play time.

"The lot" Heath family outing

Familiar faces

Mayor of Masterton for another 3 year term

Hi Clifton
Can you please let Rex know that his nephew has retained his Mayoral job for another 3 years. We had Bruce ,and his new lady Leslie, here for dinner plus Gretta, Tim, Melissa, Jason and the children. We had a happy time reminiscing about our times with Rex and family.

love from the Wairarapa family
Lindy and Garry.

Thos suggests; "you best behave yourself"

I guess it has to be sometime, but it's still a wrench to lose someone as enjoyable as RDD. But I have always felt that you are both so lucky to have found each other, and I will miss the fun I've had for the last few years communicating with him and you.

I am not going to be able to get over there, but hope that a fair sprinkling of his friends will manage it. I assume you have sent a msg to such as Bill Howell who can spread the word.

And a short message from me to himself - BEHAVE!

Thos and Fran Caldwell

Bill Rainbow recalls days in the 'Union'

I have just received an e-mail from Toss informing me that Rex is not in the best of health. I am most sorry to hear that.

I recall flying in awe with Rex during the Union Airways days. Because of my age I could not enter the war until 1943 and I envied those who played such a bit part.

Please pass on my kindest regards to Rex, he was always a gentleman and a joy to fly with.

Kindest regards to both of you and all your family

Bill Rainbow alias P65 also C11

A tribute from Peter Layne

Dear Betty

Many thanks for finding the time right now to share with us the news about Rex. He has had a wonderful life and has been an influence and mentor to so many people in his long journey.

Through his and Dad's association with the airline industry I have known of Rex since 1960, even though I was only 11 years old at the time. Little was I to know however that he was to come into my life 40 years later when I shared in writing the SPANZ story. I did so with the greatest of pleasure and for me personally that was the main stepping stone to furthering my writing in books and magazines.

Only recently we were up in Rarotonga where I viewed in the Museum the story about the Solents operating the Coral Route. Realising the 50th anniversary of the cessation of that service was imminent the natural thing for me to do was to report it the Cook Island News and, next thing I knew, I had agreed to write a feature article!

I realise that I am only one person that he has encouraged; there are many folk out there who could say the same thing. Rex has always been a natural leader among his family, friends and colleagues and for that we must all be grateful.

It has also been both a pleasure and a privilege to market his book. It does continue to sell and, as you say, it has paid itself off.

Rest assured Betty, we are thinking of all of you during these sad times. Please pass on our kindest regards to Rex, a man we; both look on as a friend and a father figure to all who have known him.

Would you like me to pass on your message to others? Those who immediately come to mind are Eric Carpenter and Thos Caldwell and of course Richard Waugh and Graeme McConnell. Let me know if I can help in this way.

I will put a version of this email in the tributes.

Warm regards

Love

Peter and Stephanie.

A happy reunion after 60 years

This photo depicts a happy reunion of war buddies in Maroochydore in August this year. Dad and Peter Bailey were in the same Squadron in the war, and were reunited after 60 years without knowing they lived within 10kms of each other for the past 20 years. Also present is Vince Ashworth, representing his brother who was in the same squadron and killed as a fighter pilot in 1944.

Another tribute from Bill Howell, NZ Trust.

Dear Betty,
So sad to hear the latest on Rex’s failing health. We are having a pre-Xmas Luncheon of ex NAC and Spanz aircrew this Thursday so I shall make a particular point of broadcasting this information.

In the meantime please convey our very best wishes for his recovery and well being.

Best wishes,
Bill

Memories of Mathon Lodge from Dan

Your email to Rex copied to us I’ve now stored amongst my family paper records. For my earliest – and perhaps, strongest – child hood memory is of that Mathon Lodge occasion when the family must have gathered to honour the boys returning. There, to the left, just inside the ‘living room’ door on the sofa where the three waist-coated Uncles. Formidable enough, but there beyond them, up there, a long way up there - from my toddler status - was this tall uniformed stranger, the obvious centre of affection and admiration. Garry, we were both born in 1943; for us to remember – and you to recall the troop ship as well - we must have been 3; this would make the return at least 1946. Possible? I’m delighted you recall this: over the years I’ve been worried my memory conjured this up.

We are anxious to make the short trip up to celebrate Rex’s birthday. A little delay till we are advised of his transfer to more salubrious accommodation.

Sammy Bear – both of you have scrubbed up well. In fact he looks slimmer than you ! No sign of the Mayoral chain, tho’ ??. We enjoyed your last fleeting visit, but pleased you’re not here now. The Gold Coast recorded 250 ml of rain last night. All the Delhi Commonwealth Games Organisers’ fault, no doubt ! Love to Lindy – your use of her email address nomenclature under which to write threw me for a moment !

Cheers Dan ‘n Jude

My beautiful dad

Words are not enough to express my gratitude for your love and guidance throughout my life. I know that you will be always with me in spirit. Saying goodbye today, knowing it might be the last time I can see you smile was hard… But, seeing you, knowing that you are in pain, and are bravely enduring against the odds is much harder. Dad, you will always be loved, adored, admired and most of all remembered for your devotion to your family and friends. The influence you have had on so many lives is testimony to your strong will and enduring strength of character. I am so proud to call you my dad and will remember you forever. Your loving son Clifton xoxoxo

Mum and Dad with the medals Garry purchased and gave to Dad November 2009

Photo was taken by Graeme Daniell in March 2010 prior to Dad participating in the ANZAC morning service in Maroochydore.

Night of Kirsty's 60th party in Masterton on September 11th.

Dad and mum enjoyed staying with Kirsty and Craig at their home in Masterton in November 2009 where we met all the family.

Back Row:
Ron, Kirsten, Matthew, Melanie, Tom and Vanessa (Nessie)
Front Row:
Kara, Jono, Kirsty, Craig, Rachel, Sam.

Matthew, Melanie and Nessie are Kirsty and Craigs kids and Tom is Mel's husband (they have a son Jack who is 2 in January)
Kara and Rachel are Jono's kids and Sam is Rachels husband (they have 3 boys Seni 9, Jackson 7 and Lennox 4)

Love to all Kirsten xx

A day on Graeme's boat, with Tim, Amy, Rex, Betty and Margaret

A tribute from Mark Simpson

Dear Betty,
Our thoughts are with you. I couldn’t help but think that Rex will probably never enter the pearly gates. I am sure he will negotiate the freight contract with St Peter for transport between this mortal coil and the gates. His mode of transport will be, of course, a DC3 crewed by all the ex Spanz brigade.

Ralph will be particularly happy because of his meteoric rise in seniority and will see himself with a command in the short term.

Please give Rex our best wishes.

Regards

Mark

Dad and Ralph were pilots together at Spanz and there has been some wagering on who will win the ultimate race to the pearly gates.

Sadly, It is with heavy heart that Mark reports the passing of Ralph at 3:10am the morning of the 6th October. He slipped away peacefully after what can only be described as a stoic battle against the odds. The family are coping well in their usual irreverent manner.

Dad shares in the celebration

On the occasion of Lee and John's 25th wedding anniversary taken at 1770.

Kinds words of support from Margaret and the Kinmonts

My dear Betty,
In spite of all the warnings, yesterday's updates from Margaret and from Karen have hit us all, and Clifton's thoughtful message this morning reinforced it all.
As you know, Rex was nine years of age when Noeline arrived, and twelve when I joined her. So we have been the "step" generation, and he has been part of our lives always. His marriage to you was the best thing he ever did, and I want to send my love and thanks to all three of your children for loving and valuing him so faithfully. My own children and grandchildren venerate him, and join me in grieving for you all at this time. You must all be very tired.
Isobel phoned for news, and I have passed on the latest report to her. I do hope the removal to more comfortable surroundings takes place soon, and that you are all able to have peace of mind.
Love from all the Kinmonts,
Margaret

Beautiful flowers and fond memories for dad from Margaret and Noeline

Dear Clifton -We really do appreciate your keeping us in touch at this
sad time. Rekka was part of my first memories -in fact he took me on
his bicycle bar before I turned three years old, and I can remember he
had an apple in his hand as well as a three yr. old on the bike- and it
was not a tar sealed road, but a corrugated hill we were on. As you may
imagine I thought he was fantastic- and I still do! Lovely to join in
the birthday celebrations and to see him with some of the close family.

Love ever Noeline

Beautiful Memories of Rex from Garry Daniell

Its times like this where one has the opportunity to remember the special times.

I was about two and a half, and had not long met my Dad for the first time, when we went to Wellington to greet the Troop Ship that had Rex on board.It turned out that Uncle Bob Stevens was also a passenger.
Rex came down the gang plank with a huge sheep skin koala bear called Sam.
Grandparents Fred and Nell plus Murray and Gretta were there to greet Rex and I became the lucky custodian of Sammy bear. In the last few months he has been passed along to the eldest son of my eldest son Tim, Flynn for safekeeping.

There were great celebrations at Mathon Lodge as the "boys' came home. Winston, Trevor, Helen, Murray and Rex all were the lucky ones while we were all conscious that Geoff Inns and Don McGregor did not.
The sing songs around the piano there have been enjoyed since with Margaret taking over for this generation.

Perhaps my next vivid family memory revolved around the loss of Helen, Trevor and little Keith whom we had visited quite often along with Rex in Palmerston North.
Many of the family were part of the healing service at Ohakune a dozen or so years ago.

We were an incredibly lucky family travelling to the Waikato when ever there were holidays and long weekends. Fun on the farms with Bill, Elsie and their children, Gwen, Ern, Noeline and Margaret, Gordon and Jean and our cousins and of course Ben Hame and the great times Winstone and Margaret allowed us to have. Grandparents Fred and Nell were often there also as we joined in haymaking and other farm chores.

Rex was always a welcome arrival and somehow his presence brought a special completeness and sense of adventure with him.

Trevor and Joan, and later with Phyl brought the joy of all our cousins sharing in those wonderful days and of course the potato fights at Penwain when our older cousins got married.

Having spent my days in the Wairarapa Rex's exploits and triumphs at Wairarapa College were quite a legend. Leaving to join the Air Force when war was declared when he had been head prefect, rugby captain and an athletic star left a real empathy and the reunion we held for his 1st XV players which included one All Black was a special time.

Of course his around Australia trips were enjoyed by several Wairarapa folk and they all marvelled at the route that Rex had arranged and the adventures en route. He was held in great esteem by these people.

Rex got the go ahead for SPANZ on November 13th 1959, the day I had my UE accredited so I have never held the 13th as ominous! We were all so proud of what he achieved and saddened by the innovative Airlines eventual demise. On a more triumphant note was the reunion flight of SPANZ in recent times.

A few years back we had the opportunity to baby sit a blind dog in the adjoining apartment to Rex and Betty where Lindy recorded many of Rex's war time memories. Somewhat earlier a NZ film had been made about wartime issues and we have Rex's input to that production.

At one point it was to focus on the Daniell family; Rex in the Air Force, Trevor with the radar, Winstons experience in Greece and in POW camp, Murray in the Pacific, Helen in the Middle East, Gordon at Waiouru and Bill and Ern in the Home Guard. Of course the wives and children surviving in those threatening times.

Wairarapa was to be the scene with the Japanese POW camp and troop training at Featherston. The flying training at Hood Aerodrome, the Coastwatchers, the American troops and the 1942 earthquake and later the Polish refugee camp at Pahiatua.

Back to Rex. Although the youngest of his family somehow there was always something special when we knew he was coming and when we were with him. The same presence, I am sure, that made him a successful leader in wartime and in the times ahead.

I have had the privilege lately of leading the ANZAC parade and have had Murray's service medals properly mounted as I am entitled to wear them.

I remarked to the artisan about my Uncle Rex being one of the most decorated pilots in WW2 and within a few seconds this chap had looked up the records. He remarked about the extent of Rex's medals and noted that the Netherlands Flying Cross was very rare. A few days later he phoned me to say that there was a NFC available on the internet and I agreed to secure it. In the course of the next few months we acquired all the balance and last year on Rex and Betty's valedictory tour we were able to present these to Rex when he stayed with Kirsty and Craig in Masterton. He sent us a photo of himself with the medals last ANZAC day.

Again Lindy and I were lucky after numerous modes of transport to find Rex and Betty home recently and to share lunch with them at the RSL Club.

Gretta as the only other surviving member of a special generation sends greetings and best wishes to 'Little Brother".

We have all been extremely fortunate to have shared such a remarkable man
Love
Garry

Celebrating Karen and Paul's birthday in style!

Dear family and friends,
Another day passes and we are pleased to report that Dad is still in good spirits and has not yet lost his sense of humour. Despite neighbouring bed fellow Collin suggesting that cyanide might be a solution to hasten a departure. Dad was quick to quip that whilst it wasn’t a bad idea it wasn’t yet necessary. Instead we dosed him up on some home made soup and a small glass of wine.

Jo Daniell, Paul’s eldest daughter who has recently returned from her overseas adventure with partner Joseph provided the wine. It was enjoyed by Mum, Dad, Paul, Sue, Karen, Matt, Jess, myself (Clifton) and yours truly.

As always, we thank you for all your love, kind thoughts and well wishes and we are passing these on to Dad daily.

Best regards from Betty and all the family,
Clifton

Approaching 90....

Dear Friends,

Sadly I have to report that Dad's health has taken a turn for the worse. He has been hospitalized for the past 2 weeks with advanced symptoms of heart failure. He has reached the point where he feels it is impossible to keep up the struggle to breathe, and is now in a severely weakened state physically. He has opted to receive palliative treatment and as from today he will receive oxygen and be kept calm and comfortable. We do not know what time frame he has but it is now certain that there will be no birthday party.

Dad has felt the loving energy and support from all of you in the overwhelming response to his birthday invitation. He would assure each and every one of us that his long and adventurous life has been all the more fulfilling for the friendship, love and support from his great family and friends - just as he was always there for us. His legacy is an amazing strength of spirit which is evident even now.

Best regards from Betty and all the family,
Karen

Rex Daniell 'aka' Poppa Rekka

Welcome to the first of many posts on our favorite Poppa Rekka, Dad, Husband, Poppa, Uncle, Brother, Cousin, Great Poppa, Great Uncle, Pilot, Hero, to name a few of the many ways we know and love Rex Daniell!

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