I MUST respond to the reader's letter in The Bugle (January 16 edition) headed "Night drunk rescued 'Blind May' in quarry". My mother and father were May and Jack Kirby. They lived in a house up Turners Hill but it was nothing like the house in the sketch. There was nothing 'eerie' about our home, nor was it any more 'meagre' than most homes in that era.
They did care for Blind May all her life after the accident which left her blind, subject to fits and mostly paralysed. May was not born blind. She was deliberately tripped up by two girls at school when she was a young girl, and the injuries she sustained left her in a coma for six weeks, after which she was blind.
My mother and father cared for her all the remainder of her life, in the absence of any other family member offering to do so. I well remember her throughout the whole of my youth, she was invalided and confined to bed and I recall hearing her singing the hymns she loved. I also remember how much time my mother spent in caring for her. May was not capable of leaving the house, nightmare or not, and could not have ever reached the quarry, as the letter writer alleged. I'm not sure where the letter writer's 'story' has come from but it is totally untrue.
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