Ballard homestead

c505218304b50c59c3659f6dda43bae7-links-13–>c505218304b50c59c3659f6dda43bae7-links-12–>c505218304b50c59c3659f6dda43bae7-links-11–>c505218304b50c59c3659f6dda43bae7-links-10–>c505218304b50c59c3659f6dda43bae7-links-9–>c505218304b50c59c3659f6dda43bae7-links-8–>c505218304b50c59c3659f6dda43bae7-links-7–>c505218304b50c59c3659f6dda43bae7-links-6–>c505218304b50c59c3659f6dda43bae7-links-5–>c505218304b50c59c3659f6dda43bae7-links-4–>c505218304b50c59c3659f6dda43bae7-links-3–>c505218304b50c59c3659f6dda43bae7-links-2–>c505218304b50c59c3659f6dda43bae7-links-1–>c505218304b50c59c3659f6dda43bae7-links-0–>p class=”MsoNormal”>I came across your website by accident, and there was a picture of a derelict farmstead above Slieve Gullion.

My late father was from Levelamore on the slopes overlooking Mullaghbawn.

As a London child I spent many happy summer holidays in the 1950’s with various aunts or uncles when small farmsteads were more common. There was no alternative.

Like John McCullagh’s accompanying article, I too have reflected on my forebears who became landless and hungry. The what-ifs would always be more just for the unprotected.

But all is not entirely forgotten. My cousin has completely rebuilt a house and outbuildings high up in Ballard next to where he grew up.

The accompanying photo illustrates what a magnificent job he made of it!

Kindest regards

Peter Hannaway



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