Fall of the House of Fucktard

This is all that is left of my ancestral home located in the high plains of Texas. A once mighty cattle ranch that in it's zenith took as many as 2,000 cattle to market and sold 350 horses to the US cavalry. This is the new section of the house, built in the early 30's, the older wooden structure built in 1870 burned down in the 1980's.


This is Sean Fucktard, patriarch of the Fucktard Klan. He lived in Albany New York before the civil war. The son of Irish immigrants he was a carpenter by trade that briefly attended West Point (didn't graduate) but served as a Cavalry officer on the Union side during the Civil War. He was a captain by the wars end and was wounded at least once, shot in the left thigh. My brother has his Cavalry sword over his mantel. Great Great Great Great (not sure for certain how many greats) Grand daddy Sean came to Texas after the war and established the Fucktard Ranch. He made a good living raising horses and driving the Long Horn herds that had prospered during the war off to market.


This is Great Grand Daddy Howard with his wife Great Granny Keira Fucktard.
My Grandfather Connor and his sister Grace are the little ones. Great Grand Daddy would run Irish Whiskey Moonshine in the car (think it is a ford) behind them in that the Fucktard Klan fell on hard times in the 20's. 300 acres of the over 900 acres of the ranch was sold off in 1922. But the Moonshine business was good to the fucktard's and Great Grand Daddy was able to build on to the house in 1933.
In the large basement of the house there was a large cooper still that I donated to a local historical society in 1995.

The House and ranch did fairly well until my father was killed in the eighties (he was at the worse place at the wrong time in Northern Ireland) and my mother boarded it up and moved back to Canada. Some transients started a fire and burned the main house in 1989. My mother sold off all but 30 acres of the land and put in a trust fund for me and my brother. The house is still owned jointly by me and my brother (my father was Irish had had two more illegitimate sons but my mother gave them no inheritance). My father left a stipulation in his will that the house must remain in the family.