Thomas James Kirkham was the son of James and Sarah Mulvihill Kirkham and was born on 30 September 1881 at St. Arnaud, Victoria. He enlisted on 12 April 1916 at Freemantle, WA, and saw action in France and Belgium. He was killed in action 10 June 1917 and buried in Rive Douve Cemetery north west of Messines. His body was later moved to Messines Ridge British Cemetery, Ypres, Belgium. His actual grave is unknown.
Two of his brothers served in the First AIF: Patrick William Kirkham and James Joseph Kirkham
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October 27, 2009
3:31 pm
October 26, 2009
4:59 pm
October 25, 2009
Fuck you who ever thinks this movie sucks. You suck. I am scared as shit now, this fucked me up. Hay, if you had things like this happen to you, it’d get to ya too.
FUCK OFF SKEPTICS AND THE UNIMAGINATIVE.
This movie wasn’t that great. The ending was worth it, but just because someone doesn’t think it was “scary” doesn’t mean their a skeptic OR that they’re unimaginative.
And lol @ people who think this movie was based on a true story.
As this movie was going I was thinking of all of the possible narratives that could have gone down. As Mihka flipped through the book I pointed out Baphomet, a demon worshiped by the Knights Templar of France. At least make the movie interesting if you’re going to touch the occult, give us a speaking possesion. Have the Demon go out and kill and take what it wants, the fucking thing isn’t going to go hide in the middle of nowhere, “Never to be heard from again”
To be honest, I feel this movie wasn’t as good as the Blair Witch Project. At least in BWP, it had suspense and intrigue. Halfway through PA, you knew what was going to happen in the end.
But I agree with you.
That’s true, Blair at least had you going, “Hey, what the fuck is going on, the tent is shaking. Are they being killed, or are they having a hardcore horrorgy?” I dunno, it’s just that the whole point of a possession is to have a material presence in the world to wreak havoc. IMO the movie would have been a lot better if it was just her downward spiral into insanity. And as to the un-imagination of the people, speaking out against it is speaking of their imagination. They believe that better things could have happened. In fact, they’re probably imagining those things, as they are just figments of though. OP, you’re a fool.
4:29 pm
Fuck you who ever thinks this movie sucks. You suck. I am scared as shit now, this fucked me up. Hay, if you had things like this happen to you, it’d get to ya too.
FUCK OFF SKEPTICS AND THE UNIMAGINATIVE.
This movie wasn’t that great. The ending was worth it, but just because someone doesn’t think it was “scary” doesn’t mean their a skeptic OR that they’re unimaginative.
And lol @ people who think this movie was based on a true story.
As this movie was going I was thinking of all of the possible narratives that could have gone down. As Mihka flipped through the book I pointed out Baphomet, a demon worshiped by the Knights Templar of France. At least make the movie interesting if you’re going to touch the occult, give us a speaking possesion. Have the Demon go out and kill and take what it wants, the fucking thing isn’t going to go hide in the middle of nowhere, “Never to be heard from again”
4:19 pm
A good day
Today, I laughed in the face of fear, I got to see my friends I don’t see often enough.
I got to lay with a beautiful girl, too, in the dead of the new morning. To lie with her was like a dream come true, her warm skin like an angel. I was in the state of Nirvana - no suffering or pain. She seemed to sleep so soundly, and I tried to keep my arm ‘round her, less she drifted away. I could feel her warm breath, my hand resting with hers. I listened to her heartbeat through her back, and I wished to look into her eyes, those deep hazel eyes. I smiled to myself, I thought of the things I’ve told her, the song I’ve written. I wanted to sing it to you, that night, but it’s not for others to hear. I feel her breath brush my fingers again, and I see the life inside of her. I can tell her how she means the world to me, how much of a bright and shining spark of joy she is in my life, but none of it can tell her how invaluable she is. My words could never hope to explain, and I don’t think anything at all on the human scope would even do it justice. I feel her breath again, but this time we’re apart. I’m home, but I still feel it. But can I say that I’m truly home? Home is where the heart is.. my heart is with you.
I’ll sing you your song, yet, my shinin’ star. 
4:47 am
October 12, 2009
Me, at my cousin Lori’s wedding. It included dancing; off the chain, like a beast. And some Journey on Karaoke. All in all, it was a good time, I was glad to have gone.
11:36 pm
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It’s the simple things in life
11:34 pm
October 11, 2009
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This was my ride home from the Fryeburg Fair today. Next time, I will make sure to use a toilet before we leave.
7:35 pm
