This blog is a personal take on Listowel, Co. Kerry. I am writing for anyone anywhere with a Listowel connection but especially for sons and daughters of Listowel who find themselves far from home. Contact me at listowelconnection@gmail.com

Month: July 2012 Page 2 of 5

Philip O’Carroll of Cahirdown

Three from the internet to start your day!

I wonder how much it made?

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This has to be the dearest carpark in Ireland.  It’s in Dublin.

Adds a bit to the day’s shopping bill!

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A giraffe Mammy kisses her new baby in Dublin Zoo last week.

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Why did I put three instead of two or one?

Here’s why.

The “rule of three” is a
principle in writing that suggests that things that come in threes are
inherently funnier, more satisfying, or more effective than other numbers of
things. The reader/audience of this form of text is also more likely to consume
information if it is written in groups of threes. A series of three is often
used to create a progression in which the tension is created, then built up, built up
even more, and finally released. –Wikipedia

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There is a good piece in last week’s Kerryman about Dr. Philip O’Carroll, another very talented son of Listowel. Philip is a brother of the late Louis. Philip now lives in a prestigious area in California, a world away from his native Cahirdown where he grew up in a family of 15. Like many of his siblings, Philip is multitalented and has risen to the top in his chosen profession; neurology. His main area of interest is Alzheimers Disease. He calls it the “revenge of unexpected consequences for modern medicine.” More people are living longer and so more people are getting diseases usually seen in the elderly.

But this is not why he is in the news. He has co written a screenplay and we could be seeing it on our screens in years to come.

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I found the following photo on the internet, Do you remember when Lower William Street looked like this? Was Centra Crowleys?

John Ashe: Golf: Eugene Brosnan

Did you watch The Open yesterday? Ernie Els had an unexpected victory as poor hapless Adam Scott suffered a dramatic collapse. It was painful to watch.

Maradona said “Football isn’t a game or a sport, it’s a religion.”

Some wag replied, “Football is not a religion. It’s far more serious than that.”

If football is not a religion, golf certainly is.

Check out this incredible story from wartime Britain;

As the Battle of Britain began to take hold in 1940, a bomb fell on an outbuilding belonging to Richmond Golf Club in Surrey, England. As a result, the club — rather than halt future rounds of golf — issued an incredible list of temporary golf rules to all members that took into account the potentially life-threatening conditions on the course.

The list read as follows.

(Source: Richmond Golf Club; Image: Policemen inspect a bomb crater at North Shore Golf Course in Blackpool, 1940. Source.)

  1. Players are asked to collect Bomb and Shrapnel splinters to save these causing damage to the mowing machines.
  2. In competitions, during gunfire, or while bombs are falling, players may take cover without penalty for ceasing play.
  3. The positions of known delayed-action bombs are marked by red flags placed at reasonably, but not guaranteed safe distance therefrom.
  4. Shrapnel/and/or bomb splinters on the Fairways, or in Bunkers within a club’s length of a ball may be moved without penalty, and no penalty shall be incurred if a ball is thereby caused to move accidentally.
  5. A ball moved by enemy action may be replaced, or if lost or destroyed, a ball may be dropped not nearer the hole without penalty.
  6. A ball lying in a crater may be lifted and dropped not nearer the hole, preserving the line to the hole without penalty.
  7. A player whose stroke is affected by the simultaneous explosion of a bomb may play another ball from the same place. Penalty, one stroke.

This must be taking the exhortation to “Keep calm and carry on ” to the extreme.

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I had a photograph of Bunny Dalton last week. I am told that the people in the photo with him are Dr. Johnny and Vincent Walshe and Tim O’Sullivan and the photo was most likely taken in Walshe’s Ballroom and not in Ballybunion.

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I had an email last week from a lovely young lady who stumbled upon my blog at a time of deep sadness in her life. She is Niamh Ashe. She lost both of her parents within a short timeframe. Her beloved father was John Ashe of Church St.

Niamh contacted me because she was sorting through some of her father’s memorabilia nd she found some newspaper cuttings and photographs that she though I might be interested in. She will send these in due course but, in the meantime, at my request, she sent me a photograph of her dad and the obituary she wrote for The Kerryman. At the time she wrote it her mother was still alive .

John Ashe of Derrylea, Tralee passed away peacefully on 4th
March 2012 after a short illness.

John was born on 12th September 1937 in Listowel, Co. Kerry,
son of Michael and Julia Ashe.  He was
the middle child with two brothers and two sisters, Mary, Hallie, Thomas and
Aine. John grew up on Church Street Listowel and attended Listowel National
School followed by St. Michael’s College. He had many a colourful story
recalling his childhood and school years. He was also a regular to the dance
halls in Ballybunion and it was there that he met Mary Hickey, from Rush Co.
Dublin one weekend. They were later married in 1965. John worked in London for
a number of years in the late 50s to early 60s. He worked for Murphy
Construction in their accounts department and lived in Shepherd’s Bush. On his
return from London, he married Mary and they lived in Limerick for a brief
period, before moving to Raheny in Dublin. In Dublin John worked with Bord na gCon
from June 1962 and then undertook a position as senior clerk with Co. Dublin Vocational
Education Committee (VEC) in 1969. It was while he was with Co. Dublin VEC that
the opportunity arose in 1972 for him to take up a position with Kerry VEC and
it was then he relocated back to Kerry. John and Mary lived in Bridge Street
initially, before moving into Derrylea in 1973. They were the first residents
in Derrylea at the time and moved in just before the birth of their third
child.

John was very popular within the VEC and served under Seamus MacDwyer,
John Falvey and Barney O’Reilly, before retiring in 1997. He was well known
amongst the principals and teaching staff throughout Kerry. It was during his
time with Kerry VEC that John became involved in many ventures and
organisations, including Cospoir, The Kerry Way and Tralee Credit Union, to
mention just a few. In 2002, he was honoured to be awarded a beautiful piece of
Valentia slate in recognition of his contribution to the Kerry and Dingle Way. He
was also greatly involved in Cappanalea and organised sailing events throughout
the schools each summer. It wasn’t unusual for him to be seen on the roads, dragging
a sailing boat behind his car. He was also greatly involved in the Oakpark Residents’
Association for many years. John was a very popular character in Na Gael GAA
where he was happy to debate religion and politics amongst his friends. He was
a fantastic story teller and he was always guaranteed an attentive audience. He
was a keen gardener and spent hours tending to his various shrubs and plants.
He was well known for his crops of gooseberries, blackcurrants and strawberries
each year and was quick to donate shrubs to anybody who was starting their own garden.

He was a loyal husband and devoted father to his four children. He was
always encouraging and full of advice. He adored his seven grandchildren and
spoke very proudly of each of them. He was a very likeable character with a
great sense of humour and plenty of stories.

John will be missed greatly by everyone who was fortunate enough to have
met him but especially by his wife Mary, his four children, Michael, Gregory,
Niamh and Brendan, as well as his brothers and sisters, his grandchildren, his
daughters-in-law, his nephews and nieces, his many friends and wonderful
neighbours.

John’s family would like to express sincere gratitude to the Palliative
Care Team in Tralee General hospital and the staff of Fatima home, Oakpark
where he received excellent care in the later stage of his illness.

+  Ar dheis láimh Dé go raibh  anam John agus anam a bhean, Mary.  +

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Barefaced plug coming up:

Give a listen to my cousin, singer/ songwriter, Eugene Brosnan singing Spring Wind here:

http://eugenebrosnan.us5.list-manage.com/track/click?u=1a789130ddbed7dcaa4c2105d&id=bb173f870c&e=80e40b045c

Unsung heroes and washing day blues

Jer Kenelly sends us this account of some of Ireland”s unsung heroes

Irish Priest received accolade from Emperor of JapanFr Stan Brennan, Irish priest who received accolade from Emperor of Japan, diesWednesday, July 11th 2012Tributes have been paid to an Irish priest who after he passed awaythis week after a long illness and was one of only eight people in theworld to receive a prestigious honour from the Emperor of Japan.Just last month Roscommon born Fr Stan Brennan received the 6th classGrand Order Award of the Rising Sun Silver and Gold rays for his workin the South African City of Boksburg where he was dedicated to thedevelopment of social welfare and the preservation of the environment.The accolade is awarded by the Japanese Monarch for exceptionalservice internationally.  The Franciscan priest had been working inBoksburg since 1965 where he had established projects on education,drug and alcohol abuse, AIDS, childcare and domestic abuse.Born Seamus Brennan, Fr Stan was born in the village of Fuerty inCounty Roscommon in 1929.  At an early age, Fr Stan dedicated his lifeto work on the missions in South Africa and arrived in Boksburg inSouth Africa in 1957 after studying in Rome.His first post was as spiritual Director of the Diocesan Seminary inBoksburg and he was later to work in Rieger Park as parish priest ofSaint Francis Church.  His greatest work will always be synonymouswith helping AIDS victims.As a Franciscan, he personally took up the challenge and drewsymbolism with the story of St Francis of Assisi who dismounted hisdonkey to assist a leper and confront the general fear people havetowards the disease with human kindness.  In 1992 with Fr Stan’s helpSr Francis Care Centre in Boksburg opened its doors after a lengthilylegal battle.The clinic prospered and is now funded by George Bush’s PEPFARprogramme.  St Francis Care Centre administers essential daily ARVtreatment to 4,000 people.As well as his work for AIDS victims, Fr Stan was also involved ineducation and helped fundraise to build Africa’s largest second-leveleducation college and technical skills centre.Saint Anthony’s College has 5,000 enrolled in its classes every dayand its technical skills training college a further 600 who areobtaining a 45-day crash course in the fundamental skills required insectors like welding, plumbing, car mechanics, dress making as well asa host of other practical courses.In 2004, he started Mercy Haven, a multi-racial drug and alcoholrehabilitation in Boksburg.During his time in the city, he received more than 50 awards and in2009, he received the Michael Memorial Award for dedicating his lifeto the uplifting of the poor.On June 19, last Fr Brennan was too ill to receive his Grand Orderaward.  His brother Andy travelled from County Wicklow to receive theaccolade at the Japanese embassy.His funeral will take place in Boksburg on July 12 and afterwards hisremains will be cremated.His ashes are to be spread both at St Francis Care Centre and inCounty Roscommon.The South African ANC party will perform a full guard of honour at thefuneral ceremony.by Sean RyanJuly 2012 Vatican declares Irish Nun Venerable.Venerable Mother M. Angeline Teresa was born Bridget Teresa McCrory onJanuary 21 1893 in Co Tyrone.  However, when she was just seven yearsold the family moved from Ireland to Scotland.  At nineteen, shejoined the Little Sisters of the Poor and made her novitiate inFrance.  The Congregation was engaged in the care of the destituteaged.  After profession she was sent to the US.In 1927, she and six other members of the Little Sisters of the Poorwere granted permission by the Vatican to begin a new community thatwould be focused on care of the aged.  In 1931, the fledglingcommunity affiliated itself to the Order of Carmel and became known asthe Carmelite Sisters for the Aged and Infirm.When she died on January 21 1984, Mother Angeline Teresa’scongregation had blossomed beyond her expectations.  She is rememberedfor having said, “If you have to fail, let it be on the side ofkindness.  Be kinder than kindness itself to old people.”ST GALL: This year the Abbey of St Gallen in Switzerland iscelebrating the 1400th anniversary of the arrival of St Gall in theregion in 612 AD.  St Gallen is situated between the Swiss Alps andLake Constance.  St Gall was one of the twelve companions whoaccompanied St Columbanus on his mission to the Continent fromIreland.  After his death around 646 AD, a small church was erectedwhich developed into the Abbey of St Gall in the city of St Gallen.This later devloped into one of the largest Benedictine Abbeys inEurope.

I had heard of St. Gall but I had never heard of the other two. Sounds like it is high time their names were known.

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Video from North Kerry Reaching Out here

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=I_xtYMYYqzc

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Washday in times gone by!!


I think that this photo is posed because the chair , the good dress and the bracelet do not ring true for me but the washtub and the washboard are items that I remember from my childhood. 

I remember our first washing machine which we got in 1957. 

My mother had to boil water in a Burco boiler to fill it. 

She filled the machine with boiling water and  turned it on. It washed the clothes. Then each item had to be lifted out with a wooden tongs. The washed item was rinsed in a bucket of cold water before being fed into a mangle/wringer. The mangle was a pair of rollers which, when you turned a handle, squeezed the water out of the clothes. If it was a “whites” wash, here was another final rinse in water coloured blue by a Reckitt’s Blud bag. My mother then hung the clothes on the  clothesline to dry. Then she proceed to drag the machine to the back door in order to empty it.

Washing was always done on Mondays. it usually took up most of the day.

Biological washing powders were a long way off.

Remember this?

And do you remember when toothpaste came in a tin?

Before this great product hit the shops, some people cleaned their teeth with soot! Yes, soot from the chimney.

Ramadan, Flavins

This evening is the first day of Ramadan in Ireland. This is a particularly disciplined time for  Irish Muslims because daylight lasts so much longer this time of year.

During Ramadan, which lasts 30 days, Muslims do not eat, drink (not even water) or smoke during daylight hours. People who stick rigidly to the rules of Islam often have their first meal of the day at 3.00 a.m. This first meal, known as Iftar is often a  big family feast.

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The Irish Times is running a competition to identify the best of Irish shops. Anyone can nominate any shop anywhere in Ireland and then in August the paper will travel around the country inspecting these shops and the best will be included in a special magazine with the paper later on in the summer.

I have nominated Flavins of Church St.

This shop is in the Flavin family since 1880. It was originally a book shop, later a library and now a bookshop, newsagent and stationer.

This is Joan, the present owner behind the counter where her uncle Micheál and his father Dan once stood.

Why don’t some of you get cracking and nominate some of the other lovely shops we have in town. It would be great if Listowel could be well represented in the guide to the best of Irish shops.

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You gotta laugh

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The Boss is in town again. Here is a  ticket from Bruce Springsteen in Slane in 1985.

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Found this on the internet:

“If you found a lost child who said “Please help me find my Mom” I am sure that you would wait with that child until her mother was found.
You wouldn’t walk on by!
Sadly, there are thousands of children all over the world in this exact position. They can’t find their mothers and the world is walking on by.
I am talking about all the little boys and girls who were adopted from Ireland. They are adults now but they are still looking for their mothers.
In their thousands they write to convents and government agencies in Ireland every year.
In their thousands, they are refused access to their records.
In their thousands, they are refused any information about the women who gave them life.
On the other side, there are mothers, some in their 80’s now, who are still searching for their babies.
They live every day with the knowledge that they may die without ever finding their babies. Many have already died.
Please don’t walk on by!
Please sign the Access to Birth Records Petition.
Please sign now.
We need at least another 200 signatures to bring about an end to this cruel situation. “

Emigration, Bunny Dalton and the final chapter of the handball history

These figures tell a sad story.

Many of their descendants now are out there looking for their roots and they are learning these 5 golden rules of genealogy:

#1 Leave no stone unturned, unless
it is a headstone.

#2 Handwriting legibility is
inversely proportionate to a document’s importance.

#3 The further away a cemetery or
library is, the more awkward the opening hours will be.

#4 The relative you most need to
talk with is the one whose funeral you are currently attending.

#5 Wherever you find two or more
siblings, there also will you find two or more surname spellings.

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http://homealoneinireland.wordpress.com/2012/07/16/lets-talk-about-emigration/

Good blog about emigration “by the last guy left”.

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 It was not unusual for newspapers in far flung places to report a bit of Irish news. The above comes from New Zealand Tablet, June 5 1855.

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The book that everyone is talking about!

This is how the 2 sequels were displayed in Dubray Books in Dublin.

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An old picture from Ballybunion of the Bunny Dalton Band.

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Handball…the final installment

Membership dropped over the following years but there
was one notable development

 that took
place roughly around 1969/1970.

The committee were approached by Mr. Bill Kearney who
asked would the club allow

a few pitch and putt holes to be placed in the Alley
ground. He wanted a base in

which to commence a pitch and putt club for the town.

Mr. Kearney himself acted as secretary, Mr. John Joe
Kenny as Chairman and Mr. Jnr

Griffin as treasurer.  

It proved to be dangerous area for pitch and putt as
many golf balls were struck

over the wall on to the main road.  If the traffic then was as heavy as it is
now, serious

damage could have been done.

However, Mr. Kearney used this to his advantage when
he approached the Town

Council to include a pitch and putt course in the
Town Park (Cows Lawn). A nine hole course was granted to  Mr. Kearney 
and thus, the Listowel Pitch and Putt Club was formed. Indeed, two men,
John Joe Kenny and Kevin Sheehy who were stalwarts of the handball club for
years gave wonderful service to the Pitch and Putt Club for

many years to follow.

A new generation off handball lovers came on the
scene including the likes of Denny

O’Connor, Eddie and Mike Broderick, Charlie Nolan,
Tony Stack, Jerh Loughnane,

Con Gorman, Tony O’Neill, Jimmy Canty and others  but the building of the new

community centre in the town park in the mid eighties
“drew” away from the old

Alley and handball ceased to be played there.

The new centre which had an enclosed 40ft by 20 ft
handball alley did cater for

handball enthusiasts 
but as there was no structure of a club it never really took

off so both the handball and squash courts were
utilised for other purposes.

In the years of 2008-2009, John Griffin (Junior),
being the only surviving trustee,

 and with no
handball committee formed for many years, and following the  advice

from former members, decided to sign over the alley
ground, which was purchased

by the handball committee in 1962, to the safe
keeping of the Listowel Town

Council.  This
was done through the good offices of Pierse-Fitzgibbon, Market

Street, Listowel with the one request that if at any
time in future years the

handball club will be reformed that the Council will
facilitate the committee in

every way possible if they are looking for a site to
build a new handball alley. 

Strangely, though the Alley ground was legally signed
over to the Town Council three

or four years ago, this transaction has still to be
acknowledged by the Council or the

Council office

John
(Junior) Griffin)

The above is a brief history of the Listowel Handball Club. As I was
engaged in

compiling the history of another sporting organisation over the past
two years I

had not the time to research as much as I would have liked to of the
Listowel

Handball Club.

My sincere apologies if I have omitted names of people who would
have given

their time to the club, before or after my years.

As mentioned there was but the one minute book available which
happened to be in

my own possession.

Just to advise that I have all the above saved and if
anyone can add more to the club’s

history please feel free to contact me.

Hopefully, the wonderful game of handball will return
again in all it’s glory to the

town of Listowel.

Junior

 Our very sincere thanks is due to Junior for compiling this history and for sharing it with us. I know that many people enjoyed it  and would love to hear more. If any reader has any stories about handball or indeed about anything else of interest to people with a Listowel connection I would only be too delighted to post it here. 

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