On 4th September, 1991 my mother died very suddenly even though she had been ill from the Springtime. Ironically, that was on the same date on which my father died fifteen years earlier in 1976. We moved to Fairgreen Park in Keady the next year when…
There was always something happening in the village. The turf man came with a cartload of turf which we would buy but then we children had the awful job of bringing it into the shed as he would just empty it in the lane. How I loathed that job. …
The next female in my life was Doreen, my girlfriend and subsequent wife. She was brought up with similar standards to mine and, even when we were dating, we both had a set time to be home at night, unless both our parents knew of any special event…
During my time as Treasurer one of the ministers of state in Northern Ireland was the flamboyant Sir Nicholas Scott. He loved it over here and I think we had three going away parties for him before he left the province, but not before he had…
The sadness we felt when our first baby died at three months of age is something we shall never forget but, in a strange and mysterious way, it changed the future of our lives. Whilst I continued as a representative for Murrays, Doreen on getting…
But compensations were plenty. Time to catch up on groups and friends. Though some had moved or died there were many more left in the same position. So we have the active retirement, where we meet and plot and plan and gossip, compare notes and…
I am now in residential care in Corkey House. At 80 years of age I look back over the years when in the early years of our marriage, Ann and I had our ups and downs with regard to our health. Things were going well and we had a son called…
Nathan and Shelly were brother and sister. He was just 2 years of age and Shelley was 4 when we moved to Taughmonagh. They were our next door neighbours. It wasn't long till both of them made themselves at home in our house where Ann, my Wife,…
I first met Robert Bradford in 1971 when he was a minister in the Methodist Church at Suffolk on the Stewartstown Road, the Upper Falls Road. He was a friend to everyone on the estate, a man who showed his Christianity in a quiet and caring way. He…
