Mildura has lost one of its great characters with the passing of
Don Carrazza, a man whose name will forever be closely linked with the Grand Hotel, tourism and the story of our city.
But for many of us, Don Carrazza was simply Mr C.
I worked at the Grand Hotel in the early 1990s, straight out of school, as did so many young people around Mildura over the years.
Looking back now, it was much more than just a first job.
For many of us, Mr C helped shape the young adults we were becoming.
He was a strict boss. There is no point pretending otherwise.
Mr C expected things to be done properly. Attention to detail mattered. Presentation mattered. How you spoke to people mattered. Being on time mattered.
Near enough was rarely good enough.
At the time, as a young bloke just out of school, you probably didn't always appreciate those lessons.
More than 30 years later, you certainly do.
Many former Grand Hotel employees would probably admit that some of the standards Mr C drilled into us have stayed with us throughout our working lives.
But behind that demanding exterior was also a compassionate man who looked after his people.
I remember one occasion when I had a misunderstanding with someone who shall remain unnamed. Mr C could quite easily have stayed out of it, but instead he stood up for me.
I have never forgotten that.
It showed another side of a man who could certainly make you nervous when something wasn't up to standard, but who also cared about the people working for him.
His own story was a remarkable one.
Mr C came to Australia as a young immigrant with very little, but through hard work, determination and an enormous belief in what Mildura could become, he built a life and reputation that became part of the fabric of the city.
Through the Grand Hotel and his involvement in tourism, Don Carrazza became one of Mildura's great ambassadors.
He understood that visitors weren't simply coming to stay in a hotel.
They were coming to experience Mildura.
And he wanted that experience to be a good one.
That pursuit of quality became part of the Grand Hotel's reputation, but his influence went well beyond the walls of the building.
For decades, countless young Mildura people walked through those doors looking for a job.
Many walked out years later with a work ethic, confidence and standards that stayed with them for life.
I was one of them.
When someone like Mr C passes, it reminds you that a person's legacy isn't only measured by the businesses they built or the awards and recognition they received.
Sometimes it is measured in the people they influenced along the way.
There would be hundreds, perhaps thousands, of former Grand Hotel employees around Mildura and beyond who still carry a little bit of what Mr C taught them.
Attention to detail.
Take pride in what you do.
Do the job properly.
And look after your people.
Not a bad legacy for a young immigrant who arrived in Australia with very little and went on to become a legend of Mildura.
Rest easy, Mr C.
And thanks for the lessons.