I really despair that my dad had to endure this dreadful ordeal
On July 28, 2011, my dad was badly beaten. I was asleep at the time. I awoke to a living nightmare.
After a frantic rush to get to the hospital, I arrived to meet a bloody, battered, and bewildered version of my dad at Kerry General Hospital.
The assault had happened after midnight. It was dark and he was walking home after socialising with pals.