Notes In 1928, Joseph T. White, 7 (along with brother, William W. White, 11) arrived at Fremantle, Australia in a group of children from the Child Emigration Society, The Strand, London, England.
Joe White said that his years at Fairbridge had an enormous, but negative, effect on his life. "Organisations of that kind tend to attract a bigger proportion of people included to be more sadistic than ordinary people," he said. He told of sexual deviance and abuse towards the boys with whom he resided.
"The farm consisted of a number of cottages, each containing 14 boys and presided over by a cottage mother. If you were lucky you got a good cottage mother; if you weren't, like me, you got a religious maniac. There is nothing worse in this world than a religious maniac."
In 1988, Joe White published his first novel, Pringle's War, which was reviewed in Australia by Martin Stewart:
"Joining army was a release
If a nation were to design an upbringing for its sons that would steel them mentally and physically for the rigours of military life, then this autobiographical novel could serve as a manual.
The initiative and resolve of White's character [in his novel, Pringle's War], Joe Pringle, is born of the brutality of an orphanage life, and there's no mistaking the identity of the orphanage which fostered such burning hatreds in this WA author's pen.
From the cover, Pringle's War is a war story set in the western desert, but in truth it's as much Joe White's battle with authority, pomposity and prejudice. As such it's a biting indictment of his minders at Fairbridge, where he was consigned at a tender age, and a bitter assessment of the British class system as it manifested itself through its military graduates.
Joe Pringle's war did not begin in 1939 but the day he was born. The attitudes founded in the indignities and deprivations of orphanage life carry on through his adult years; child as father to the man.
Joining the army for Joe Pringle was a release, his first glimpse that he was a normal human being with a mind equal to, if not better, than the next.
He is the epitome of the Digger and his story is told in the language of the Australian soldier -- crude and colourful. He distrusts authority in any shape or form, the stiffer the officer's uniform the stiffer the bristles on the nape of his neck.
He relies on his instincts and his mates. rules for survival that served the author well. Jose White survived the desert and the jungle and in reality has lived to tell some of his tale through this book. ...
Take from his Manchester home and family at the age of two, Joe White found happiness in his post-war marriage and a farming life near Dardanup.
He later founded the Rats of Tobruk Association, has had several short stories published and is now retired in Perth. He pulls no punches in this book, merely veils the targets by the simple expedient of writing in a novel form. But the real objects of his wrath are there for all to see."
Joe published his autobiography in 1993, and an article was written by Bruce Butler about it and Joe's life:
"War survivor reveals the human side
'War is a very confusing business,' said Joe White, 72. He has seen more of life and death than most.
For much of his youth, Joe could be excused for thinking life itself was confusing. After his father died in 1924 leaving a young wife and seven children, Joe and his older brother Wally were fostered out, then shipped to Australia. Joe lived eight years at Fairbridge, near Pinjarra.
He left at 15, joined the army and served five years on the front line in some of Australia's bloodiest campaigns at Tobruk, El Alamein and the Pacific islands.
In the madness of Beirut he briefly met a brother he never knew. They spent just one night together, in 1942. That brother, Jack, was killed soon after.
Wally, the brother he grew up with at Fairbridge, met an English girl, married her and returned to UK, and they saw each other only once more.
Mr. White, who has written two novels, has now completed a 453-page autobiography about his remarkable journey through life.
He met his wife, Madge, in 1943 and married her three weeks later. This year they celebrated their 50th wedding anniversary.
Fairbridge was run by an ex-soldier who ruled with a strap, so Joe ws no stranger to discipline.
'I was a good solider. I was well trained," he said, "I sailed in 1941 and Wally, my brother, joined me at Tobruk. When we were in the breakthrough at Ruin Ridge (El Alamein), Wally was captured and later shipped across to a prisoner-of-war camp in Italy.
'I got postcards, with very basic details, saying he was okay, then I learnt later that he escaped and lived with the Italian partisans. He was badly frost-bitten and later lost his legs as a result of those injuries.
'I saw him briefly after the war but I never saw him again after that. I couldn't find him.'
From Tobruk, Joe moved on to Palestine and up through Syria to the Turkish border to stop the German advance via turkey to the Suez Canal. In Beirut, he was re-united with Jack.
'I got a 24-hour pass and that's where I had to walk up to a bloke and say 'I'm your brother Joe'. I'd never seen him since we were children, but it is a funny thing when you know he is your brother -- there is a bonding. We both got pretty full.'
Then they went the ways of their units and Jack was reported killed in the Sicily landing.
'I was lucky not to be a part of the main body of men who were lost. But the desert was tough -- there was no food, there was no water, it was a bad time. It was so hard', Mr White said.
'We would be in a vehicle, it was incredibly hot and dusty, swirling into our eyes and hair. Our food was covered in dirt.'
Mr White said the emotion of war -- and its traumatic effects -- were difficult to cope with.
When he returned to Perth in 1945, he was so badly affected by his experiences he could not use a telephone or ride on a bus.
'After it was over you wanted to go back to war.'"