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Stories from the Edge - Volunteer Now

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Martie Rafferty was one of those whom believed that ‘<strong>the</strong> problems of Caesar were Caesar's’ and should not be allowed toenter <strong>the</strong> rarefied heights of personal spiritual quest. Yet for Martie, volunteering at Long Kesh became a spiritual journeythat has effected her entire life. At a Quaker meeting she heard a profound plea for help at <strong>the</strong> Quaker centre at <strong>the</strong> Maze."I was so moved by <strong>the</strong> appeal that I volunteered," she said.With pounding heart she approached <strong>the</strong> closed, dark and forbidding world of <strong>the</strong> HMP Maze unaware of what to expect.Today Martie still remembers <strong>the</strong> haunting faces of those coming for a visit. Queues stretched all <strong>the</strong> way to <strong>the</strong> back doorespecially on ‘Derry Day’. The day when busload after busload of hungry relatives came <strong>from</strong> <strong>the</strong> northwest."Some came to us intears, worried, angry,hurt; sometimes fragileand we shared in a lot of<strong>the</strong> personal pain,” shesaid. Still, for every downside <strong>the</strong>re was analternative and she alsoremembers sharing in<strong>the</strong> laughter, friendshipand hope. As a youngMartie Rafferty dealingwith families of“some came to us in tears,worried, angry, hurt; sometimesfragile and we shared in a lotof <strong>the</strong> personal pain”prisoners, she was taught about endurance, personal loyalty and <strong>the</strong> raw courage of relatives.Looking back over <strong>the</strong> decades she recalls her first visit inside <strong>the</strong> prison to meet a prisoner group. Her stomach in knotsand head throbbing she was now coming face to face with her nightmare. How should she react? What should she say?Why was she doing this? Here in front of her was not some herd of monsters but human beings. The contrast was stark. Allher apprehension and fear evaporated. She found to her amazement that she came to know, respect and more importantlyvalue as friends, some of <strong>the</strong> individuals she met.Martie is of <strong>the</strong> opinion that <strong>the</strong> Maze can really only be understood at a deep level by those who in some way directlyshared <strong>the</strong> experience. In <strong>the</strong> early days of <strong>the</strong> Nissan huts, which <strong>the</strong>n give way to <strong>the</strong> H Blocks, life inside was harsh and<strong>the</strong> draconian rules strictly adhered to by <strong>the</strong> prison regime. Martie's experience of <strong>the</strong> Maze was that of a place ofenormous contradictions that deepened her own spirituality. It was a place of great pain, frustration and restriction but thiswas matched by <strong>the</strong> human laughter, friendship, courage and growth.Perhaps what has become clear during <strong>the</strong> research of this article is that understanding has still to be found. Perhaps it’sbecause Nor<strong>the</strong>rn Ireland is still a very divided society that any comprehension of <strong>the</strong> problem of <strong>the</strong> Long Kesh experiencecan only be partial. And perhaps it's also <strong>the</strong> reason why so many of <strong>the</strong> Quaker volunteers have yet to unravel why <strong>the</strong>ydid what <strong>the</strong>y did.

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