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My grandfather George Morgan was a colliery blacksmith, he died in an accident at work in October 1938. My grandmother's name was Hannah, she died in 1919. In the 1911 census they lived in 94 Margam Street, Cymmer. My grandfather had three brothers, John, Thomas, Francis, and a sister Alice. He died before I was born so I (...Read full memory)

My father was born in Glyncorrwg - his father was killed in a mining accident in about 1937 and my grandmother came with my father and his brothers to Birmingham. We have a medal and on one side is an engraving of a chapel and on the other side in blue enamel are the words from the people of Abergwynfi and BlaenGwynfi in (...Read full memory)

This church had been derelict for many years and was still derelict when I returned home on R & R. I believe it is now a business premises. Shame a waste of a lovely church.

I have a photograph of your Grandfather Gordon Speck if this is any good to you?? Roy Lewis

I knew Gordon Speck's granddad and his second wife, also their daughter Helen. His granddad used to teach music and singing in the Westlyan chapel when I was a child, At 12 years old I was confined to bed for two years and it was Mrs Speck who started my love of reading, she came to vist and bought me a book 'What Katy (...Read full memory)

I left Blaengwynfi in 1952 when I was fourteen. My father was Emlyn (Capers) Thomas and my mother was Betty (Scotch) Thomas. I had four brothers and a sister. I remember that I was one of the ball boys at the football pitch at the top of the mountain. When the ball was kicked out of the pitch we ran down the mountain and the (...Read full memory)

My mother was born in Abergwynfi, her name was Avril Morris, she had sisters Mary, Betty and Jean, also brothers Jackie and Gwyn. We lived in the north east of England, but always visited Nan Florrie, she lived in the flats and I remember the climb up the steps to the shops, mostly the Co-op, what a hike! (...Read full memory)

I loved growing up in the 'cape' as we called it. In the hot summer of 1977 I remember going up the mountain behind Villiers Road to go picking whinberries with my uncle Peter Morris, and I insisted on carrying them back down the hill and fell over with the tiny berries flying every where! They took hours to pick. I (...Read full memory)

My family have always been associated with Abergwynfi, since my father, Talfryn Jones was born there on 21/05/1898, through to my great-grandmother Elizabeth dying there on 07/04/1909, and my great-grandad Benjamin Jones on 25/12/1929 at 153 Jersey Road, witnessed by his grandson William Thomas Williams. I wonder if (...Read full memory)

My first recollection of living in the valley was at Duffrin where my sisters Pat and Pam Smith also lived, later we moved to the Gwynfi, and that is where I lived and was educated in the local infants school at the bottom of the hill near the river and bowing green, then to the local Secondary Modern at the top of the (...Read full memory)