With a tear in the eye and a heavy heart, Anthony ‘The Man’ Mundine depicts a side of his personality often hidden and yet universally resonant with all who have suffered the loss of those we loved. (I’m feeling your love, 2/9). Overwhelmed by the outpouring of respect and the genuine affection that Australians are now showing to his dad Tony, Anthony does credit to his father’s reputation by sharing stories of guided visits to drug addicts and the homeless in Kings Cross’s sordid streets. Shocked by what he witnessed, Anthony never succumbed to peer pressures to imbibe in “social pharmacology”. My brother was a light middleweight boxing champion in Lismore in the 1970s and fondly recalls Tony Mundine’s offer to promote his career by fighting him in the top bout of the annual PCYC competition. With a thirty kilogram and eight inch height advantage, the wonderful heavyweight had his offer declined, but his heart was in the right place. RIP to a good soul. Alan Sexton, Nth Parramatta 3September2026
