Barr was born 66 years ago. Many folk in Maybole think
that Jockey was a Girvan man but in fact he was a Maybole
man. He was born at trees cottage up by trees farm.
His father was a ploughman and so he moved around
a lot. Tragedy hit Jocky at an early age when his mother passed
away, he was only 6 weeks old, a real tragedy. They
moved to Curragh cottages to live with Granny and Jock
went to school at Girvan travelling from Curragh. As I
said he was not a Girvan man as many thought.
At the tender
age of 16 Jock met Betty at the town hall dancing love
blossomed and they married 5 years later. They stayed
in Whitefaulds, in the High Street for a while. He
called that his doocot. They stayed in Society Street,
Drumellan Street, Manse Street, Crosshill Road and
then The Loaning. As you can see he never left Maybole.
Even for his holidays he never went away.
Jocky worked as
a Greenkeeper at Turnberry before moving to leases
factory but most folk in Maybole remember Jock as the
coop coalman. He worked there for years, Heavy work
indeed. He moved to the railways before retiring. Jocky
was a hard worker but sadly he did not have great
health having his first heart attack at the age of 46.
Jocky liked the
simple things in life never happier than being with his
family, going to the bookies, or having a wee pint, or
taking Clyde for a walk closely followed by the cat.
Remember that. Heís the only person I knew who ever
took a cat for a walk.
Jock was in the
labour party and a great supporter. Jock gave a huge
amount of his time an energy to the Community
there at the beginning of Over the Rainbow, driving the
bus for the nursery, the heart and stroke group and
anyone else who needed a bus driver.
It was Jocky's
nature though that he never blew his own trumpet about
what he did. He just quietly got on with it. Jocky was
a background person who never wanted to limelight of the
recognition for what he did. He never pushed himself
forward. He was always out and about he didnít like to
sit. He spoke to everyone, never judged anyone, never
called anyone. When he had something to do he just got
on with it.
Of course Jock
liked his blether and if he disagreed with you he was
quick to tell you. But nothing was a bother to Jock.
He was totally reliable. He was a man who was happy at
home, who loved his family dearly he was happy being
with his family and friends and content with life.
would like to say a special thanks to the staff at
Station 12 for their care and attention.
How do we sum him up, well Jock was a quiet hard
working homely man who loved his family, loved his
racing, loved to help others,
who enjoyed his life and was really content with