The volunteering culture in our small town 7



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To celebrate the end of National Volunteer Week, we’re pulling out some of our favourite stories from the Starts at 60 archives. Brian’s story is fantastic – he and his wife Jacqui moved to a new place and created a new life all through volunteering! 

You want to do some volunteering? Just move to a small town of about two thousand people and say hello to a few of them!

My role as Councillor

That is just about what happened to Jacqui and I, when we left Melbourne and moved our few belongings to Yarram, about two hundred kilometres to the south east. We had originally intended to use the town as a base for travels further afield and we made our abode in a small house on the edge of a caravan park, with our caravan parked alongside, ready for whatever adventure might suggest itself in the future. We knew no one in the town, except one shop owner we had spoken to several times when passing through the place on our way to somewhere else, so we thought, ‘small town, new people, (us), not considered locals for maybe forty years, it will most likely be another four years before we even know the name of the local fish and chip shop owner! Who is going to miss us, or want to know what we’re doing under those circumstances?

Of course, we were still thinking as if we were living in Melbourne, where it was unusual to know the name of your neighbour, let alone anyone else. (Unless you fell out with them and ended up in court – then you became aware of not only their name, but everything else about them that had anything to do with you or your argument with them!) Luckily we were fortunate enough not to have anything like that happen to us, but it does explain our point of view in those early days at Yarram.

Our first big surprise came only a few days after our arrival, almost before we had had time to settle in. The owner of the caravan park knocked on our door one afternoon and asked if I would like to go to the local Lions Club with him, which was meeting that evening. As much out of politeness as anything, I said I would be delighted, and by the time I came home again, I had been enrolled as a member and I had twenty three instant friends, which enlarged to forty six on the first project I was involved with, where all the wives turned up as well. Luckily I had been told this would happen so I took Jacqui along as well, which resulted in a whole batch of friends for her too.

From that fateful first involvement everything snowballed, as much as anything because Lions Club members, (and members of all the other ‘service’ clubs, like Rotary, etc.), tend to be community minded people anyway, and so most of them were volunteers for other organisations around the town as well, all of whom were eager to get more volunteers.

Before we knew it, Jacqui and I were delivering ‘Meals on Wheels”, talking to dementia patients at the local nursing home, driving the community bus taking elderly ladies to visit their relatives in the next town and selling raffle tickets for various groups around the town.

The next level came when I was invited onto the board of the local hospital, and the kindergarten, followed by my crowning achievement, when I was asked if I would stand for election as the local Shire Councillor. Now I know this is not strictly speaking a volunteer position, because I was paid expenses to do it, but I really did look on it as voluntary, and a means of putting something back into the community in return for the way we had been accepted and involved by our neighbours.

This all happened nearly seventeen years ago and we are still living in Yarram, (in a proper house now!), accepted by everyone as locals, and despite getting a little ancient, we still do our bit here and there to help out. In fact, there are very few small towns like Yarram which could exist without the input from volunteers – at least ten percent of the people here do this work and I’m sure we are in no way unique, and being a volunteer can be a very satisfying experience too.  So if the opportunity presents itself, grab it and have a go, I’m sure you’ll enjoy it!


If you’d like to learn more about volunteering or how you can give back to your community, visit the Volunteering Australia website by clicking here.

Brian Lee

  1. My husband and I have done the same moving from our beloved Brisbane to the Blue Mountains at 70 we had to volunteer and join groups to make friends. We have made great friends and walk around our village being greeted by our new friends.

  2. Am moving to the UK at the end of the month. Will certainly take this advice on board. As I will be on my own, and in a small village, any suggestions where I should start?

  3. Hope you join in the line dancing. My very dear friend is very involved in that at Yarram

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