Pain, loss, grief and heartbreak in the shadow of the Blackstairs
Chada brothers laid to rest in Carlow
Kathleen Chada, mother of Eoghan (10) and Ruairí (5) is comforted during the funeral cortege to St Lazieran’s Church, Ballinkillen, Co Carlow, yesterday. Photograph: Cyril Byrne
Slowly down the gentle slope, along by the hurling pitches and around the corner to the GAA club. Past the postbox, then to the sweet shop and after that is school. The little church is just next door. Our Lady’s grotto across the road. A dot on the map. A blur in a moving car – a lifetime of landmarks for two small boys in a rural Irish village.
Eoghan (10) and Ruairí (5) Chada made that trip countless times in their young lives. Yesterday, the whole of Ballinkillen turned out to be with them as their bodies were brought down the little road for the last time.
That familiar route from their home on the hill down to the places where they played. What was a short walk for the bereft adults was an entire world to these two boys.
The sight of the two white coffins was almost too much to bear. Their school pals lined the final stretch of the way, wide- eyed and silent. Some of them looked so little in their school uniforms, holding their parents’ hands as the hearses passed.
Two hours earlier, in another part of the country, Eoghan and Ruairí’s father was appearing in court again. He is charged with their murder. The boys were found dead in the boot of his crashed car in Mayo last Monday, miles away from their Carlow home.
It is a tragedy almost beyond comprehension. Details of the deaths of the schoolboys have shocked the nation, but for the people of Ballinkillen, the sense of loss is unbearably acute.
As Kathleen and Sanjeev Chada’s boys were laid to rest in the graveyard by the little church, the adults stood together and pulled together, trying, somehow, to make sense of it all.
They were a community in mourning yesterday, but catapulted unwillingly into the glare of national attention, when all they wanted to do was comfort their grieving neighbours and make it better for their own children.
“We are gathered in great sadness today and we acknowledge the deep wounds of grief being carried by the Chada and Murphy families, and indeed, the grief of the wider community,” said parish priest Fr Declan Foley, beginning the requiem Mass.
The old church – its tiny inside – was packed. Mourners spilled outside into the graveyard. The stewards in their high-vis jackets were everywhere, making sure that the privacy of the relatives wasn’t breached.
They directed traffic to the village, assisted with parking at the GAA club, kept a watchful eye. You could see the men wanted to do something – just to be doing something, if it might help.
The service was relayed outside on a public address system. The older men leaned against the churchyard wall, heads bowed. The younger men draped their GAA jerseys around their shoulders.