Always the popular tourist destination, it’s the place many want to visit but not many want to call home. Alongside the wine and wealth and picturesque winding landscape, it’s an often sad and frustrating place. A place no one is proud to be from and everyone jokes about because humour is an easy-to-reach bandage to cover the everyday battles and generational trauma running under the surface of the place.
Everybody knows a place like Cessnock…
It’s a place of prisons and poverty and a pervading apathy. For those who are born here, there’s a badge of honour in the leaving ... if you can manage it. It’s a place that’s so easily misunderstood, both from without and within … because beneath it all, there is a beauty here that can be found for anyone who would care to look.
The stories of the people who live here are real, vulnerable, hopeful, painful but, most of all, valuable. If someone – maybe me – can compile these stories, and show the strength, courage and real circumstances of the people who live here … well, I don’t know what will happen. Maybe nothing. But I feel it is important. Because the people who live here are important.
People of Cessnock - Sharing Stories. Valuing People.
One amazing person at a time.
Fifty-eight thousand and counting...