FRIDAY 19TH AUGUST 2022 COMMENCING AT 11.00A.M.
Bunurong Memorial Park
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Anthony Austin Oates
06/03/1956 – 05/08/2022
It is with sad hearts that we say
goodbye to our wonderful father,
who passed away peacefully,
with loving family by his side.
Loved and loving husband of Wendy (dec.).
Beloved father of Lisa, Paul and Daniel,
and respected father-in-law to Heath, Kate and Sarah.
Cherished son of Graeme (dec.) and Kaye (dec.).
Proudest Grandpa of Emily, Jack, Natalie,
Abbey, Harley, Scarlett and Alice.
Devoted brother to Garry, Adrianne and Megan,
son-in-law to Elvie and Ron,
brother-in-law to Julie, Peter, Bruce, Owen, Joanne
and loving Uncle to their families.
Ever kind and caring with a sharp sense of humour,
a gentle nature and heart of gold.
We will hold our memories of you
forever close to our hearts,
and take comfort that you are
now reunited with Mum.
Rest In Peace
Family and Friends are warmly
invited to celebrate the life of
Anthony Austin Oates in the Stratus Chapel
at Bunurong Memorial Park,
790 Frankston-Dandenong Road,
Dandenong South on
Friday 19th August 2022
commencing at 11:00 a.m.
A private cremation will be held.
Should you wish to send your personal condolences
to the family, please leave a message on the
“Leave a condolence” link located on this page.
We first met Anthony when he was 16 – a young boat racer from down the street, keen to learn. Mum and Kaye became fast friends through watercolour painting. Anthony soon started turning up on a huge Goldwing – motorcycling was another passion he shared with Dad. Then Anthony arrived with his beautiful girlfriend, then wife, Wendy. Dad and Anthony enjoyed a lifelong friendship based on anything motorised, Anthony patiently and kindly walking with Dad despite Dad’s mental illness challenges. His visits were always reported happily to us, Anthony even visiting Dad in the nursing home. Ron, Anne, Linda and Jill will always remember his gentleness, kindness warmth, his laugh and generosity, and think of him as our treasured son and brother.
We are so sorry for your loss Anthony will be missed by all who knew him RIP Anthony love Sandra Ron and Clint Sneddon
It’s Magic and Aquamagic Race Teams
I new Anthony for some 40 years we used to race boats together my deepest condolences to his family I had a good chat to him in Yarrawonga at the Griffith Cup this year RIP Anthony. Phil Norrish
To Lisa, Heath, Emily, Jack, Natalie, Abbey and family
We are truly sorry for your loss. He welcomed us into his family and always had a smile and a laugh. We will miss catching up with him.
Rest In Peace Anthony, love Lynn, Neil, and Nana Mc
Heath, Lisa and family we are so sorry to hear of the loss of your dad Anthony, our thoughts are with you at this time. Elise, Paul &kids
Fond memories from years gone past.
Condolences to the family.
Rest in peace Anthony.
Anthony was born when I was 13 years old. He was my first nephew, soon to be joined by three siblings.
As a teenager, I was also a babysitter, spending many hours at the Ballarat Botanical Gardens in the company of four children together with a scotch collie called ‘Nero’. He was very protective of the children, and a little unsure of my authority. The perfect guard dog.
As the eldest child in the family, Anthony saw himself as the pack leader. When authority was needed, ‘Nero’ would position himself in front of Anthony, questioning my right of control. So we all knew that we were safe.
Into his teenage years and beyond, Anthony’s passion for speed boats grew. I took pride in his success, marvelling at his courage as his mother justifiably feared for his safety.
He was an amazing cousin to my son Warren, specializing in wheel barrow rides which were never ending. There is no way he could have understood what a great preparation this was for fatherhood.
Over the decades, our paths crossed less, but Anthony never changed. Forever warm, funny, welcoming, loving, and frequently late. He lived by ‘Anthony time’.
Valé first nephew. You made the world a better place.
Aunty Carol.
I just want to pass on my sincere condolences for the loss of such a wonderful cousin.
Anthony was a little like, “the big brother” I never had, when I was growing up.
As about a 4 or 5 year old when Anthony was 16 or 17, he used to entertain me by racing me around his backyard in a willburrow. It was such a great and everlasting memory. If he had been a little older he probably would have added a high powered engine to the willburrow.
I am also reminded by my older sister Vanesssa, that whenever I caught up with Anthony as a little tacker, that I would always try and use him as a punching bag, which I am sure he laughed at given our age and size difference but I believe he always took it in the great humour that he always showed.
Lots of love to Anthony, who I will never forget.
Anthony you are so missed , there was not much mechanical we didn’t talk about, race boats , engines, motorbikes and aircraft and occasionally people 🙂 your passion for these things was amazing as was your knowledge, but I most appreciate your kindness and thoughtfulness for others, never forget you and your smile. Condolences to your family and all your friends there are not many as good as you.
Uncle Anthony was kind and gentle.
Growing up away from my rowdy Melbourne family, meeting up with them at Christmas time was always a huge culture shock.
It was from the kindness and empathy of very special members of this family who helped me to adjust and learn to be as rowdy and confident as the rest.
Uncle Anthony was one such special person, along with beautiful Aunty Wendy, and Nanny Elvie.
I have fond memories of Anthony and my father taking my brothers, cousins and I fishing. I still don’t entirely understand the joke, but everyone referred to him as the GWA. (Or Great White Hunter.) I can see his smile and hear him laugh recalling this joke right now.
I also remember him taking me to see the cows in his paddock at Devon Meadows. I would follow him around while he tinkered with things in his shed and around his yard. He would tell me all about the personalities of his beloved cows in that wonderful deadpan, sense of humour of his.
I also recall him taking me for a motorbike ride around the city at night when I was about 12. It was the most amazing experience to watch the city lights glittering as they whizzed past. It’s such a fond memory of mine, but looking back, I recall how much he was hurting and mourning Wendy’s absence. As an oblivious child, I thought he was just being kind because I begged him to give me ride. I thought he would merely take me around the block, but we were gone for at least half an hour. I now know, it wasn’t just for me. He needed that escape, and the thrill of the wind and the freedom it brought him. I am happy I was there with him and I take comfort in the thought that he is now doing doh-ies in the clouds, and is re-united with Wendy at last.
When last I saw him, he told me that life has a way of coming full circle. Of things changing, but also changing back. Looping and repeating endlessly.
I want to take away his kindness and add that to my own chain, so that his memory remains.
Love to Lisa, Paul and Daniel, and to everyone who loves him. My deepest and sincerest condolences, and if you need anything I can give, please just reach out.
I will love you forever Uncle Anthony. Thank you for helping to shape me into who I am today.
My larger than life Cousin, who was always such fun to be with. With the ever present beaming smile and cheeky one liners, he delighted his little cousins, Warren and I, throughout our childhood.
We will always treasure our memories and send our sincerest condolences and big hugs to his amazing children, Lisa, Paul and Daniel, and their families, on this sad occasion.
Dearest Uncle Anthony,
What do you get when you pour boiling water down a rabbit hole? – An annual Easter joke that never got old. Watching you and dad sing ‘Fly for a white guy’ on Video Hits at Portarlington in front of the five of us kids whilst mum and Aunty Wendy laughed in the kitchen will always be a special memory very close to my heart.
You have always been a warm, smiling face to greet us at every family event, and your kindness will never be forgotten. We all take comfort knowing you’re reunited with our beautiful Aunty Wendy.
My deepest sympathy to Lisa, Paul and Daniel during this difficult time.
Those poor hot cross bunnies
Ames x
I had the pleasure of knowing Anthony & Wendy since my late teens. What a fine example of a loving couple. Anthony was a very funny guy but also thoughtful, responsible, reliable & mostly late. We had some great adventures. I will miss him so much. I wish his family & large array of friends all the best at this time of great loss. Love & best wishes from Adrian McKnight & family.
To the man the myth the legend Mr Oates (aka uncle Anthony)
I will always remember your fun loving nature, kindness and words of wisdom. You never judged and always provided an opinion for me to ponder. As a child I always remember that being a ballerina in the kitchen at Hampton park and again at Devon meadows never got old, always putting a smile on my face. Watching you race your boats and that one time you made the news for flipping at high speed gave me stories to tell my friends about my cool uncle that survived that dangerous event and lived to tell the tale (I’m sure Aunty Wendy was not as amused as I as she would have been on the side lines in panic). I was so proud to have you drive me to my deb ball in your fancy yellow wedding cars so I could impress all my friends.
Your humor and kindness will be greatly missed by many especially your 3 beautiful children which I know are your proud legacy along with all your beautiful grandchildren that loved you dearly.
I hope that you are safe and well back in Aunty Wendy’s embrace, thank you for the wonderful memories and I will miss you.
Rest In Peace Mr Oates all our love Kylie, mick, kiara & mason xoxo
My sincere condolences to Anthony’s family. I keep great memories of motorcycle touring with Anthony in the 70’s, watching him hydroplane racing and more recently at the annual Classic motorcycle gathering at Bayles. I enjoyed his cheery good nature and sharp sense of humour. A good friend indeed.
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