I was born on the Donoghmore side of Beeing in a townland called Ballybaught. It is here the new GAA pitch is now. Our family was in this area for generations past. I went to Clashabel school. I enjoyed going to school. Some of my school mates have now passed on but I still have a few good friends from these times.
We kept pigs, sheep, cows and horses on the farm. My uncle had hunting horses, There was a dance platform in the ‘Comeras’ which was Beeing cross. It would be packed with dancers. There would be doing waltzes, sets, and polkas. These would be two nights a week. There would be the midgets around in Summer evenings and they would make you itchy.
Another thing we did, was the collecting of hurts for making jam. We would collect these in a sweet gallon when we would be bringing the cows home for milking. The cows would be up the mountain in the summer time. The mountain was a beautiful place in fine weather. It was lovely to hear the cuckoo and the corncrake. The smell of the heather and the other plants that grew there.
We had banks of turf in two different places. There were two different types of turf in each place. One had the bog deal turf, it was difficult to get it out. The other was the slán-turf, this was easy to cut. There was a river at the end of our land. There was plenty of trout here. We would lie down in our bellies on the bank and put our hands under the bank and pull out the trout. Once you got used to catching the fish, it was simple to get a fish. There were salmon in the water as well. There is no comparison with the fish caught form the river compared with on bought in the shop. The taste is much better. But you would have to get a license to fish them. There are some of the activities we used to do long ago.