By Ruby Jones.
The people who knew Sandra Wardle can recall the baby’s shocking death in an instant, despite 50 years of distance.
Her brother Jimmy Wardle, now a lean, laconic 59-year-old living in the remote town of Kununurra in Western Australia’s far north, says it was a teaspoon of mashed potato that did it.
He was nine years old, living under the care of the Australian Indigenous Ministries at Darwin’s Retta Dixon home, and it was lunchtime at number one cottage.
George Pounder, a tall German man who Mr Wardle describes as “a rough looking bloke”, generous with beatings, put his baby sister into a high chair.
Elizabeth Clarke was there too. She was a little older, and like a mother to Sandra, who she says “was a beautiful baby … we all used to spoil her, carry her around, sleep with her on the bed”.
Ms Clarke had been sent to stay at Mr Pounder’s cottage for a week, while her houseparents were away, but she was already all too aware of his presence in the home.
"He used to bash me and make my ears bleed all the time," she said.
She still has hearing problems today.
According to Ms Clarke, Mr Pounder was force feeding baby Sandra meat when it happened.
"The diced steak was that big she couldn't chew it. She was flat out, and next minute we just seen her slumped," she said.
It would not have been the first time baby Sandra choked, says another former resident of the home.