Excellent clip. Come a long way, and a ways to go. That people coped with these conditions and found optimism to organize and protest is a testament to the human spirit.
Excellent video. Mr Great uncle - Arthur Murphy, was in the Masonic and Orange Order and was manager of the Derry Housing Corporation from after 2nd World War until 1966. He was a bigoted man (even though his own grandfather) and was a Catholic from Bray. His father had become an Anglican, joined an Irish regiment in the First World War, and became a Black and Tan living at Messines Park in Derry. I have never met my own dad in 54 years because "Uncle" Arthur came down and threatened to have my father shot (this was 1969). My own mother was thrown out of the house and told, "Don't come home until you have aborted the wee Fenian bastard." Fortunately, my mother didn't do it and kept me away from these sectarian tendencies.
Excellent clip. Come a long way, and a ways to go. That people coped with these conditions and found optimism to organize and protest is a testament to the human spirit.
Great clip. My Grandfather at the end, never seen him look that young on camera! Thanks
Keep up the great work Lee
And 60 years on theres still not enough houses.Still homelessness ,still people waiting years on housing list.
shocking inhumane treatment for the people of derry, total Injustice and it should never be forgotten who’s to blame....
That my Da Danny Murray
How can one get in touch with you please? Could you share your email? Thank you so much!
Excellent video. Mr Great uncle - Arthur Murphy, was in the Masonic and Orange Order and was manager of the Derry Housing Corporation from after 2nd World War until 1966. He was a bigoted man (even though his own grandfather) and was a Catholic from Bray. His father had become an Anglican, joined an Irish regiment in the First World War, and became a Black and Tan living at Messines Park in Derry. I have never met my own dad in 54 years because "Uncle" Arthur came down and threatened to have my father shot (this was 1969). My own mother was thrown out of the house and told, "Don't come home until you have aborted the wee Fenian bastard." Fortunately, my mother didn't do it and kept me away from these sectarian tendencies.