It wasn't all as comes across now, there were suicides, alcoholism , not rampant but it happened , breakdowns, anger and bitterness because it needn't have happened , the water was running from under the tips when my father was a pupil there, when I was a pupil there, the winter before the head was on the front page of the Merthyr Express handing in a letter of complaint , she died that day. Phil eho lost his wife, two sons and home was removed from the chapel when the deaths were being recorded ,he demanded - murdered by the NCB on the death certificates . I think what got the village through was it was a mining village, many of the fathers , grandfathers, uncles worked together in that pit, the police officer photographed carrying s child from the school - my uncle Vic- had been a pupil at that school, the first two nurses at the school were the midwife and district nurses - yes my aunties - they had been pupils at the school . The men you see were fathers and grandfathers digging for their own children, before the day shift got there the mothers had started digging . It was hell . I find this week so difficult ,watching the tv programmes and I see my dad aged 49 digging, I see so many of my family in the film clips, they are now all dead and this week I feel so lonely and feelings I thought had faded have become so sharpe again, I lived in that road, had the cane for sliding on the school roof in the holidays, we drew our hopscotch on the road in front of the school. It was the safest , loved filled place to grow up in and in minutes I realised there was no such thing as the safest place in the world , it left me scarred , what it did to those parents and the children who survived , but they did , the men went back to the pit . Two things haunt me , my father that night when he came back from the school exhausted sat and cried out - I helped put that bloody stuff up there . Two women came to the door about 7.00pm, they asked if any children lived in our house and had they come home , the records were in the school, parents were on the streets, at the school, in relatives houses, up the hospital ,in chapel and church . But they came through it because really it was one very big family.
Sorry I didn't mean to say all this , it was seeing my dad on tv last night ,I felt he was still alive . Forgive me for rambling