Dixon Physiotherapy

17/05/2026

17/05/2026

🙌👏🥳WINNERS!!
Great game vs Sydney. 3 in a row!!!!
CHAMPIONS 🙌

16/05/2026

4/4 round games won. 🙌👏Well done FNC.
Semis in the morning & 🤞GF .
Great hard fought hockey matches

16/05/2026

They told her the land would vanish if she didn’t appear in person. No extensions. No mercy. Just a date circled in ink and a warning beneath it. What no one explained was how a thirty-two-year-old widowed mother, broke and grieving, was supposed to cross nearly eight hundred miles alone—with four children clinging to her skirts and no way to travel.

In March of 1911, Bessie Call held that letter in her hands while standing in a small Missouri room that suddenly felt even smaller. Her husband had died the year before. The future he had dreamed of—160 acres of land waiting near Denver—now balanced on her shoulders alone. Miss the June 1 deadline, the officials said, and the land would be lost forever. There was no money for a train ticket. No horse. No family who could take the children. Only a choice that would decide whether her children would grow up with something to stand on—or nothing at all.

So Bessie did something few people would even dare to imagine. She fastened a rough wooden crate onto a baby carriage. She packed their clothes, a few tools, and whatever food she could carry. Then she gathered her children—nine, seven, four, and a one-year-old—and started pushing west. One step at a time. Mile after mile. Hope rolling forward on tired wheels.

For nearly three months, she walked roads that seemed endless. Around ten miles a day through spring rain, choking dust, and aching exhaustion. The older children walked beside her until their legs trembled, then climbed into the carriage next to the baby while their mother leaned forward and pushed again. She stitched clothes for strangers in exchange for meals. Churches opened their doors for a night’s rest. Kind hands appeared just long enough to help her stand again—then she moved on.

Every morning meant starting over with sore feet and heavy fear. Every night meant laying her children down and wondering if her strength would last one more day. She had no guarantees. No applause. Just a belief that after loss, her children deserved stability—and that belief carried her farther than comfort ever could.

On May 29, only days before the claim expired, Bessie arrived. Dust-covered. Worn thin. Still standing. She filed the paperwork that secured the land and, with it, her children’s future. Neighbors later helped her raise a small house there. All four children grew up on soil earned not by luck or inheritance, but by miles of quiet determination pushed forward by a mother who refused to quit.

Years later, when Bessie was laid to rest, her headstone carried just two words: “She Pushed.” No statue could capture what those words mean. But her story still travels—proof that courage doesn’t always roar. Sometimes it bends forward, grips the handle, and keeps going when stopping would be easier. When life places an impossible distance between you and hope, would you have found the strength to keep pushing too?

15/05/2026

After a second win yesterday, looking forward to a great challenging day today.
Big game vs Newcastle 🤞

15/05/2026

Here in Newcastle with the Far North Coast O50’s team again. On a quest for NSW champions. First win today Only 5 more games to go!
SF & hopefully GF on Sunday

03/05/2026

Very proud Mum!
Well done 👍

23/12/2025

To all my followers and patrons of Dixon Physiotherapy.
May the joy and love of the Christ child be yours this Holy Season.
We reopen on Jan 8th.
Thanks for your support over the years.
Sharon

11/10/2025

That is another year done and dusted.
Great memories and new friendships forged. The old ones are always a treasure.
Busy in the NSW medical tent with talented colleagues. Looking forward to GC ‘26!

06/10/2025

And the fun continues until Saturday 11/10.
This week the teams are players aged 60’s to 80 year olds.

27/09/2025

Back doing another National Mens Masters Hockey Championship for NSWMMH
In Newcastle for 2 weeks of work, fun, great hockey & catching up with familiar faces. Epic journey since 2002!