Love that lasted beyond the last breath in Sligo

This is the story of the Green Balloon. Stripped down to the bare bones. I am telling it to all of you exactly the way it was related to me last week, by a Sligo nurse.

It is about an old farmer, and the balloon he brought with him from his home below the Curlew Mountains to the modern geriatric hospital which countrymen of his era always thought of as the County Home.

Maybe this yarn is a slight thing about a green balloon.