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Mary Cogan, retired from teaching in Presentation Secondary School, Listowel, Co. Kerry. I am a native of Kanturk, Co. Cork.
I have published two books; Listowel Through a Lens and A minute of your Time

More from St. Patrick’s Day 2024

Meanwhile in Cleveland, Ohio

Cleveland has a vibrant American Irish community. My nephew lives there with his family. He sent these from their parade. It was a very big affair with a magnificent troupe of unicyclists.

Big year for Willie Mullins at Cheltenham

Ceoltóirí na Ríochta

Our young Kerry musicians, singers and dancers in New York for St. Patrick’s Day 2024

MY MEMORABLE SAINT PATRICK’S DAY

By Mattie Lennon.

  MORE than a million people lined the streets of New York’s Fifth Avenue for a colourful St Patrick’s Day parade in 2001. Despite the cold many stayed for hours watching over 150,000 marchers pass by, police, army, firefighters, hundreds of bands and people from every county in Ireland.

   Our green and misty island was well represented. The marchers included the Finglas Concert Band as well as a contingent from Dublin Bus while Garda representatives joined the New York Police Department at the head of the parade.

   I was one of the 100 from Dublin Bus participating.  The late Barney Coleman had put years of work into organising it, ably assisted by Dublin Bus Management. One of our group was Limerick man, Joe Collins, who was the PR man for Dublin Bus for many years, and knew New York City like the back of his hand. No matter what information or help we needed all we had to do was (if I may borrow a phrase) “talk to Joe” .

     We met many who wanted to talk about their Irish roots. One man said he had stood in exactly the same spot for the parade for 50 years. “It’s a great day for the Irish,” he said. His comments reflected the enthusiasm of many New Yorkers, for the parade, even those without Irish connections.

   Among the dignitaries was Mayor Giuliani who was wearing a green woollen scarf over a green turtleneck sweater. He was hugely popular with the inhabitants of the Big Apple some of whom shouted: “We love you baby”.      Members of the Irish Lesbian and Gay Organisation were underwhelmed since they were once again refused permission to take part. They chanted: “We’re Irish, we’re queer, and we’ll be here every year”. Their protest was peaceful unlike the previous year when there were 11 arrests.

On the days on either side the march our group divided into splinter groups. The shopaholics among us seem to spend most of their time in Macys and such establishments.  I was one of a small group who stood on the roof of one of the twin towers, looking down at the small planes going up and down the Hudson. Little did we know the fate that the same building and its twin would suffer six months later. 

   On the Sunday I compiled and presented a one hour radio programme Ceol na  nGael on  WFUV20.7  broadcast from Fordham University. It is the most popular Irish radio program in New York, and according to the feedback my presentation was all right. One of my fellow travellers had told me, “You have the perfect face for radio.” I had prepared most of it before I left home and I brought Dublin Bus driver/ singer Angela Macari who gave a memorable, live,  rendition of Grace.

  Our little group were also in a world-famous submarine. It wasn’t submerged, of course. I’m referring to the nuclear sub,  Growler.

   At the time Growler was  the only nuclear missile submarine available open to the public in the United States. As the information areas about the sub on Pier 86 are spacious, visitors were encouraged to learn and take in as much information as they could in the early parts of the tour before entering the submarine. Once on board, lines can move quickly and the ability to ask questions of the staff is limited, but encouraged. A couple of us there didn’t need and encouragement to ask question. I prefer to think of us as having inquiring minds but unkind people described us as “inquisitive hoors.

   In September 1998, 40,000 people showed up to catch a glimpse of the President of the United States Bill Clinton and his wife Hillary in Limerick. At a public event on 5th September on O’Connell Street, Bill Clinton was granted the Freedom of the City by my old friend, the Mayor of Limerick, Joe Harrington.   As Bill was mounting the platform Joe whispered something in his ear and the world’s media didn’t find out what it was. But on March 18th two and a half years later I made a trans-Atlantic call, did a live on-air phone  interview with Joe and he told me, and the Stateside listeners, what he had whispered to the President. I won’t share it with you but it was a piece of advice which Bill eventually took.

There have been many changes,  both  good and bad, on both sides  of the Atlantic since that memorable day twenty three years ago.

(Maybe Joe will spill the tea exclusively to Listowel Connection.)

A Fact

St. Patrick was never canonised. In fact when he died in A.D. 461 there was no canonisation. That only came in in the 12th century, when an official process for canonisation was introduced by the pope and the curia.

St. Patrick has always been regarded as having saintly status so we give him the title.

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A Poem, a Fisherman and a Parade

Main Street and Church Street

A Poem from One of my Favourite anthologies

One of my favourite poems too

Spending St. Patrick’s Day in Phuket

Mary Sobieralski spent St Patrick’s day 2024 with Mark and Jacqueline in sunny Phuket.

Meanwhile in Listowel

St. Patrick was meeting and greeting.

Corkisms (and probably Kerryisms too)

A fellow Kanturk man, Stephen Twohig, who now lives abroad made a list of some of the many colourful idioms he only hears when he is at home.

” A Birdie··, a kiss.

“A beeor” a girl or lady.

“Belt away”, carry on.

“Break your melt”, to try your patience. “Bubbillah” a shortened version of “Boy will you”

 ” C’mere”, Come here will you.

“Cat” or “Catma]ogen”, something bad or negative.

“A Caffler”, a troublemaker or “Gurrier”. 

“Chalk it down”, I agree with you.

“Cog”, is to copy your homework from someone else.

“Compo” a way of earning money from a bad string of luck and a remarkable

recovery.

“A dawk” is a punch or dig.

“Daycent”, decent.

“A Darby , a small whiskey.

“Deflicks”, the movies

“Doonchie” or “dounchy” means something small and usually smaller than

“twinchey”

“Don’t be codding me”, fooling me.

“A Dote”. a lovely person 

“Ecca”, is homework.

“A feen”, is a boy or man.

“A fifty”, is to be stood up on a date.

” A flah”, is someone very attractive. 

” Flahed out,” exhausted.

“A funt, is a kick.

 “‘Gatch” is a particular way of walking.

To ”Gawk “at something is to stare at it. Usually a “beoor”. 

Grade” and ”spondoolicks” is money.

A Fisherman Remembered

Story and pictures from Christy Halpin on Facebook

Earlier this month a small ceremony of dedication was held by North Kerry Anglers Association. The ceremony was to dedicate a plaque by the river to a fisherman whose favourite place was this stretch of The Feale.

Tom Galvin passed away two years ago. He is remembered by his fishing friends.

Another dive into an old Yearbook

These are the girls who put together the yearbook in 1989.

A Fact

Smoking tobacco was introduced into Europe by a Spanish physician, Francisco Fernandes …in 1558….yes, 1558!

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A Play, A Train, Toast and a Poet’s Muse

Bike stand with Listowel Arms in the background

John Relihan in Kanturk

Duagh’s world famous chef and food entrepreneur was in Jack McCarthy’s world famous butcher’s and food shop in Kanturk on Saturday.

John Relihan with William and Cian Ahern in McCarthy’s on Saturday March 16 2024

Lartigue Opening at Easter 2024

From the Archives

Kerryman Friday, April 24, 1987

Tons of Money; comedy

GROUP Theatre Tralee takes the stage in Siamsa Tire Theatre at the end of this month with their 52nd production to date; a three act farce called “Tons of Money” by Will Evans and Valentine.

“It’s the funniest play I’ve read in years and I can recommend it unreservedly,” director Maurice Curtin told The Kerryman this week as work started on the set in Siamsa.

“Tons of Money,” which is currently running at London’s National Theatre, will be performed by the Tralee group from Thursday to Saturday, April 30 to May 2 at 8.30 p.m.

The cast of Group Theatre’s latest production in this, their 18th consecutive season, includes Betty Crowley from Ardfert, Bernie O’Connor from Moyvane and Tralee actors and actresses, Tony Collins (Lisbeg), Miriam O’Regan (Moyderwell), Brian Caball (Ashe Street), Brendan McMahon, Mary Church, Mairead Dowling, Danny O’Leary and Kay Dowling.

Mr. Curtin told The Kerryman that “Tons of Money” was one of the earliest box office blockbuster plays, reaching a record 733 consecutive performances when it was first staged, in London in 1922.

He said he believed it had been performed in Tralee before by the CYMS Drama Group and Denis Hourigan of St. Brendan’s Park, Tralee, could remember playing the part of the butler, Spules, in it.

Stella

Stella was Dean Swift’s muse. Little is known about her. She was Esther Johnson, an English woman. She is buried beside Swift in St. Patrick’s Cathedral in Dublin.

St. Patrick’s Day 2024

Kay’s Children’s Shop window

Big crowd of spectators

First sighting of the marchers

Leading the parade in sunny Listowel

A Fact

French toast has nothing to do with France. It was the brainchild of Joseph French, an innkeeper in New York in 1724. He intended to call it French’s Toast but in his advertisement, he forgot the ‘s.

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Back to School

Daffodils and tulips in Market Street

A Welcome Back

I was back in my old workplace earlier this week. I was in very prestigious company. Cora Staunton and I were the inspiring guests invited to be part of the school’s celebration of International Women’s Day. We are pictured above in the school’s new library.

Wouldn’t Sr. Benedict be so proud to see reading centralised in her old school?

The new library is colourful, well stocked and inviting. I am honoured that my two humble offerings are now on the shelves here.

The main business of the day took place in the hall. Cora and I were interviewed on stage.

The audience was attentive and appreciative.

A moving poem was delivered by Taylor Lynch. In a day away from Mother’s Day, Taylor’s poem in honour of her late mother was dignified and poignant.

Everything Wasn’t Perfect. 

Everything was perfect. 

Until it wasn’t. 

Your sweet smile, 

And loud laugh. 

Your buoyant nature. 

How birds sang, 

As you walked. 

Your hair danced, 

In the wind. 

You were perfect. 

A mother’s love, 

There’s no compare. 

Imprisoned into darkness. 

A hospital grey. 

Taken from us. 

“Paradise” you said, 

“I’m going there”. 

Four short decades. 

Freed from life, 

like a bird. 

Now your name 

Is a word, 

Carved onto stone. 

Everything was perfect. 

Until it wasn’t. 

Taylor Lynch 

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In a break in our interviews we had music, poetry and song from some of the very talented pupils.

A lovely event…thank you girls.

One for the Diary

From Pres. Yearbook 1988

Ah, happy days in the tuck shop.

Water from the Well

This vignette of life in rural Ireland in the 1940s and 50s is from the late Jim Costelloe’s lovely book, Asdee in the 1940s and 50s.

Thanks for the memories, Jim. Rest in peace.

In the days before group water schemes were introduced to rural areas, domestic water was sourced from wells and pumps. If the water supply lasted through the summer and into October it was the sign of a good spring. I well remember trips to the local well with a white enamel bucket and trying to move the green moss on the surface of the well water so that it would not get into the bucket and make the water in the pure white bucket appear dirty.

Getting clear water into the bucket was a skilful job, between trying to avoid the green moss on the surface and the “dirt” at the bottom of the well. How wonderfully cool and refreshing a mug of water was straight from the well. There was always a mug beside the well and we often drank from it during those warm summers that we seemed to get long ago.

A Fact

In 1999 the founders of Google tried to sell it to Excite for $1 million. The offer was turned down.

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Winners and Losers

Listowel Town Square in March 2024

Tennis Winners

Bobby Cogan and his Lakewood Division 2 team who won their Winter League match at the weekend.

Friendship Celebrated

Make new friends

But keep the old

The new ones are like silver

But the old ones are like gold

Peggy O’Shea, Mary Cogan, Margo Anglim and Assumpta O’Sullivan, friends for 50 years, meeting up for a regular catch up in March 2024 .

Pres. Yearbook 1988

An Obituary

I spotted this obituary in this week’s Kerry’s Eye. I never met Jim Costelloe but he is a man I feel I know through his book. He wrote about Asdee in the 1940s and 50s, a world very familiar to me from my own childhood.

I’ve featured many of his stories in his lovely chatty writing style on here in the past. I’ll have to revisit them again now.

Rest in Peace, Jim Costelloe

A Fact

from Woman’s Weekly

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