In the land of Mac Nessa where epitaphs are written in blood, and nocturnal shadows flit freely in the cold moonlight, when the white hoar frost of winter’s breath blankets the big marsh, envelops the bracken and heather, coats the blackthorns in a slick sheen, clings to intricate webs as bejeweled wonders and the bleak, frozen bogs shiver and sleep,…Continue
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Forty-five years ago, on January 4th, 1976, wanton acts of savage brutality shook the world to its foundations with mindless murder. The first to feel the wrath of the killers on that fateful night, was the Reavey family, who lived in a small cottage near the village of Whitecross, Co. Armagh.
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