Some pics from our past

Today, I wanted to post some pictures of where our families, ( McGaughey's and Carlisle's
homes in Ireland. This is something not too many people have the blessing of seeing in their lifetimes. I Know that my dad, your grandfather McGaughey, never ever got to see where his mom and dad grew up, or ever to even meet his grandparents on either side of the family. Kind of a shame, in a way, but that was the reality of most people who had parents that immigrated from other parts of the map, back in the 1800's and earlier.

Grandma Rachel Elisabeth Carlisle, and Grandpa, Robert Henry McGaughey, lived in Northern Ireland, on Damoily Road about 2 miles from the town of Market hill .

Here is the road sign

travel on this now paved road for about 1/2 mile and come to grandpa McGaughey's home:

The white plaster part is the original home when grandpa was a boy. Back then it had a thatched roof, and dirt floors and rock walls. Through the generations newer products were used, but this is the original spot and house with the newer products put over top of the old. While we were inside the room, our tour guide, Barbra Ferguson, showed us some of the original walls. The mostly stone area was added later as the family grew.

This is a cupboard inside the home. The home is being used for storage now, but this is the original cupboard that was used in this home. Now I know how come I like yellow and roses so much. Its an inherited thing. This actually reminded me of one we had on our ranch in California when I was a girl growing up.

This is Tracy and me leaving the McGaughey home. You cannot imagine how happy I am at this time. To think that my grandfather, had gone though this door way so many times as he was growing up. Just amazing to me that I would ever be here.

This is the view from the McGaugheys home Eastward, the pole you see on the right, is the back yard of the Carlisle home. So the McGaugheys home was on the right side of the road and the Carlisle home was about 100yards up the road on the left.

The Carlisle home is now owned by another family. That's because, my grandmother was one of 8 girls, and there were no boys to leave the home place to. Her dad, Samuel, was a school teacher and taught both Catholics and Protestant students. That was quite an honor to be able to cross religious lines and stay in good standing with members of both sides. Grandpa was well educated, and well liked.

Jason and Tracy on the road in front of the Carlisle home. notice the white home in the back grown, well, the McGaughey home is directly across the street from it.
This is one of the rooms in the original Carlisle home. The home was being used for storage, but we were allowed inside. There were several rooms, all small, and this room had a stairway to go upstairs.
This last picture is a long shot, with our tour guide and I standing at the borderlines of the property.