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
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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
Was it not yesterday my boyeens were on their Kerry holidays, making memories with their Nana.
Making pancakes in Kerry on a bygone Shrove Tuesday
Sean and Killian on a trip to Kennedy’s Pat Farm, always a highlight of holidays in Kerry.
Tempus Fugit!
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Tomorrow is St. Brigit’s Day
Photo: Moss Joe Browne…St. Brigid’s well in Knapogue Ballyduff.
According to Ballyduff Past and Present on Facebook, this well is known as Tobar a Leighis and is the only holy well in Kerry dedicated to St. Brigid. The saint visited there when she was in Kerry. The water from this well is thought to heal the mind as well as the body.
St. Brigid’s window in St. John’s Tralee
St. Brigid window in Ballybunion
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O’Connell’s Avenue Neighbours
Facebook threw up this memory, a Maria Sham photograph of her old neighbours which she shared with us in 2016.
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A False “Fact”…Sorry!
Image source; Barn owl from Wikipedia
When a retired eye surgeon tells me that my fact about owl’s eyes is incorrect, I have to sit up and pay attention.
Firstly let me tell you where I sourced the fact. I heard it on Countdown. It wasn’t from Susie Dent who is often the source of word related facts but from Colin Murray who was celebrating some kind of Things you never Knew day. I actually thought it was a bit strange so I googled it.
“You know how we (humans) have eyeballs? Well, owls don’t. They have eye tubes or cylinders, rod-shaped eyes that do not move in their sockets as eyeballs do. Instead, owls have to move their bodies or heads in order to look around.”
So I felt safe enough until I heard from a real expert. Patrick Corridan, formerly of The Square knows a thing or two about eyes. He has just retired after a long career as an eye surgeon in the UK. Here is what he says…
“Just a small point about the owl. He does have eyeballs. Quite big ones in fact but he doesn’t have the muscles around his eyes to move them like humans can. Hence the big neck rotation ability.”
In fairness I think we are all on the same page here. The owl’s eyes do not have moving eyeballs like you or me. They have what looks like an eyeball but is in fact a completely different seeing mechanism.
In fairness to Patrick, he didn’t write just to contradict my fact. He wrote a lovely complimentary comment, which is much appreciated.
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Today’s Fact
A cat can make up to 100 vocal sounds. I think I heard half of them last night when some local moggies were on the prowl.
Feral cats make less sounds than domesticated ones, which suggests that pet cats have adapted their purrs, hisses, growls and meows to make their feelings clearer to us.
My Kildare family sent me a photo of Kildare Town’s lovely new mural
Nearer to home they are celebrating in Athea.
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The Story’s the Thing
If you missed Rich Moran at Listowel Writers’ Week 2023, here is an article from The Irish Echo online with his important message for business.
WORDS MATTER: Great leaders don’t say “whatever” says author Rich Moran. He is pictured at his home in Tiburon, CA with the San Francisco skyline in the background.
Meet Rich Moran, the Californian tech leader who won’t ever take “whatever” as an answer
News January 27, 2024 by Máirtín Ó Muilleoir author of an acclaimed new book on leadership says Irish start-ups seeking funding in the U.S. need to “tell a story”.
A resident of Tiburon in the Bay Area of California, Moran has scored success with a series of start-ups and owns the Moran Manor winery in Napa. But his love of tech and business mentoring is rivalled only by his love for the land of his forebears.Indeed, he relishes the opportunity to engage with Irish start-ups aiming to hit it big in Silicon Valley and enjoys visiting the Emerald Isle – last year, he hit the jackpot for any lover of Irish literature when he was appointed writer-in-residence at the Listowel Writers Week.
The connection between entrepreneurship and literature – spinning a good yarn is a cornerstone of both worlds.
“A great origin sets a company apart,” explains Moran. “For example, I am working with a start-up treating gum disease. The treatment emerged from a doctor who was worried about the bad breath of his dogs. He injected a drug into the gums of his dogs to combat the bad breath and found the side effect was that it protected their gums. That’s a memorable story which people can relate to – and he’s just raised $70m in funding to roll out the drug to the market.”In short, words and how we use them are important. Indeed, one word: “Whatever” is a bugbear for Moran – indeed so fed up was he with hearing the term used by so-called leaders that it moved him to pen his new opus.
“We make 30,000 decisions a day, everything from whether to put cream in your coffee to slowing down when you see a red light,” he says. “But there are probably 20 big decisions which shape your entire life: who you marry; whether to have children; where to live and so on. However, no matter whether the issue is big or small, whatever does not count as a decision. So my new book is about decision-making – something which the Irish tend not to be good at.”A blogger and speaker at business conferences and seminars, Moran says his new work has struck a chord with corporate leaders. “No one wants to be involved with a ‘whatever’ organization,” he says, “Could you imagine what the head of the Federal Aviation Administration would think if one of his air traffic controllers was to respond to a request from an approaching pilot about where to land with a ‘whatever?’
Weaving in interviews with C-Suite executives, entrepreneurs and “everyday people” who are good at making decisions, ‘Never Say Whatever’ analyses why staff members get to the position where they just don’t care — and “whatever” becomes the default response.
“It indicates a sense of helplessness in some cases but in others it’s someone trying to avoid making a decision so a co-worker can be blamed when things go wrong,” says Moran.
“The reality is that effective leaders don’t say ‘whatever’. Busy people never say ‘whatever’. And if you want to make an impact with what you do, then you too should never give ‘whatever’ as an answer when a decision has to be made.”
A veteran author, Moran invented the ‘bullet-point business book’. His latest tome, however, will surely burnish his reputation as one of Irish America’s most eminent strategists and tech leaders. As chair of early-stage Canadian AI company Charli.ai and the owner of Moran Ranch winery, he finds himself in demand for his tech investment nous. However, keeping his connection to Ireland fresh and vibrant is a priority for him — though he’s understandably sore about the fact that he is not entitled to Irish citizenship because he doesn’t have a grandparent born on Irish soil.
“When I did the 23andMe DNA test, they sent me a letter from the head guy saying that I was a rarity in being fully 100 per cent Irish,” he says. “My grandparents were an O’Brien, a Hanley, a Brennan and a Moran. All were born in the US to immigrant parents – but sadly that’s not enough to earn me citizenship.”
If you didn’t know better, you would think that the folks at the passport office, faced with making a decision on Moran’s citizenship, have responded with a “whatever”!
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A Fact
In 1506 the first contingent of 150 Swiss Guards arrived at The Vatican.
I found this treasure in the St. Vincent de Paul shop. It is an old fashioned story of love and loss, beautifully written.
I’m not reading this one. I’m listening to it being read to me. This is a modern book, long drawn out with modern themes and full of today’s dialogue and today’s events.
Give me the old fashioned one any day.
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Mo Cheol Thú
Sunday mornings in our house used to always be filled with the sound of the mellow voice of Ciarán MacMathúna introducing his weekly Mo Cheol Thú. The Lark in the Clear Air was the signature tune.
This lovely programme rarely played any new music or poetry. Part of its appeal was listening to the same familiar tunes and words over and over. Neasa Ní Annracháin read the poems. Here is one of my favourites.
Caoch O’Leary by John Keegan 1809-1849
One winter’s day, long, long ago, When I was a little fellow, A piper wandered to our door, Grey-headed, blind and yellow; And, how glad was my young heart Though earth and sky looked dreary, To see the stranger and his dog – Poor Pinch and Caoch O’Leary.
And when he stowed away his bag, Cross-barred with green and yellow, I thought and said, “In Ireland’s ground There’s not so fine a fellow.” And Fineen Burke, and Shaun Magee, And Eily, Kate and Mary, Rushed in with panting haste to see And welcome Caoch O’Leary.
O God be with those happy times O God be with my childhood. When I bareheaded roamed all day Bird nesting in the wildwood I’ll not forget those sunny hours However years may vary. I’ll not forget my early friends Nor honest Caoch O’Leary.
Poor Caoch and Pinch slept well that night, And in the morning early He called me up to hear him play “The wind that shakes the barley:” And then he stroked my flaxen hair And cried, “God mark my deary” And how I wept when he said “Farewell, And think of Caoch O’Leary.”
And seasons came and went, and still Old Caoch was not forgotten, Although we thought him dead and gone And in the cold grave rotten: And often when I walked and talked With Eily, Kate or Mary, We thought of childhood’s rosy hours And prayed for Caoch O’Leary.
Well twenty summers had gone past, And June’s red sun was sinking, When I, a man, sat by my door, Of twenty sad things thinking. A little dog came up the way, His gait was slow and weary, And at his tail a lame man limped – ‘Twas Pinch and Caoch O’Leary.
Old Caoch, but O how woebegone! His form is bowed and bending, His fleshless hands are stiff and wan, Ay, time is even blending The colours on his threadbare bag; And Pinch is twice as hairy And thinspare as when first I saw Himself and Caoch O’Leary.
“God’s blessing here!” the wanderer cried, “Far, far be hell’s black viper: Does anybody hereabouts Remember Caoch the Piper?” With swelling heart I grasped his hand, The old man murmured. “Dreary, Are you the silky-headed child That loved poor Caoch O’Leary?”
“Yes, yes,” I said—the wanderer wept As if his heart was breaking— “And where, avic-machree,” he sobbed, “Is all the merry-making I found here twenty years ago “My tale,” I sighed, “mighty weary: Enough to say there’s none but me To welcome Caoch O’Leary.”
“Vo, vo, vo!” the old man cried And wrung his hands in sorrow: “Pray let me in, astore machree, And I’ll go home tomorrow. My peace is made, I’ll calmly leave This world so cold and dreary; And you shall keep my pipes and dog, And pray for Caoch O’Leary.”
With Pinch I watched his bed that night, Next day his wish was granted, He died and Father James was brought, And the Requiem Mass was chanted. The neighbours came, to dig his grave Near Eily, Kate and Mary. And there he sleeps his last final sleep— God rest you, Caoch O’Leary.
BALLYDONOGHUE RACES. Liselton, Monday. A meeting of the above race committee was held on yesterday. Mr. J. BEHANE (chairman) presided. Others present—Messrs. John Walsh, hon. sec.; D. O’Sullivan, treasurer; R. Kissane, M. Coughlan, Maurice Murphy, P. Kennelly, and P. Molyneaux. The Chairman said that this meeting was convened for the purpose of getting up races at Ballydonoghue, which had lain dormant for the past four years. As you are all aware, gentlemen, for the few times we established our races we can say they were fairly successful. Therefore, I think now that if we combine together and apply ourselves with vigour to the duties we have laid before us, that this year’s meeting will be also a success. You have seen the course—a very suitable one—kindly given, gratis by our esteemed and worthy friend Mr. Denis O’Sullivan, and in addition to this Mr. O’Sullivan will also give a plate for the local horses within a radius of four miles. We cannot give sufficient thanks to Mr. O’Sullivan for his kindness in this matter, but we will do everything in our power to convey to him the depth of our gratitude for his liberality on this occasion. We will hold the races on the first week of February, and the stakes will be—£12, £7, .£5 and £5. Also, as I have said before, a plate will be given by Mr. O’Sullivan for local horses. Your business now is to appoint collectors for the various towns and villages.
Mr. O’Sullivan said he had not words at will to express his most sincere thanks to the assembled committee, and more especially to the promoters—Mr. John Walsh, Mr. Hamilton and Mr. Boland for their kindness to him on this occasion. In conclusion he hoped that their races would be a success. Collectors having been appointed, A vote of thanks proposed by P. Mr. Kennelly, and seconded by Mr. Maurice Murphy brought the proceedings to a close.
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A Man of Vision
Photo and text from Ballybunion Sea and Cliff Rescue
Earlier this month Frank O Connor retired from Ballybunion Sea & Cliff Rescue having spent 37 years serving the community.
Frank was one of the original members who attended the first meeting back in 1986 and he held various positions including PRO and Chairman during his service. Instrumental in the development of our first aid side of the service, Frank secured the first two defibrillators for the town back in 2005 for use by us.
When we build, we build on the shoulders of those that came before us. And to this end, Frankie was made an Honorary member immediately upon his retirement to acknowledge the tremendous time, effort and service he has put into the organisation since its inception.
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A Fact
An owl doesn’t have eyeballs. that is why he turns his whole head from side to side.
This is Upper Church Street these days. The Olive Stack mural of John B. Keane and Bryan MacMahon, the street’s most famous literary figures, has been removed for repairs and refurbishment.
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Daisy Boo Barista
Another change about to take place on Church Street. This popular coffee shop is closing.
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A Riddle
a brain teaser for you…
Answer at the bottom of page
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Stain Glass Windows
Photos: John Pierse R.I.P.
These lovely windows were removed from the convent chapel after it was closed forever. I think the account of where they went is held in the Presentation sisters archive in The Nano Nagle Centre in Cork.
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From the Archives
Kerry Sentinel, Saturday, 15 April, 1893;
FOOTBALL MATCH AT LISELTON. GUHARD V. BALLYCONROY. Liselton, Wednesday.
The above football match was played on Sunday last in a field close to the Lartigue Railway Station. It will be remembered that the teams played on a former occasion, and after the expiration of an hour and a half the match was declared a draw. Consequently a great deal of public interest was centred on Sunday’s proceedings. Upwards of 300 persons congregated to witness the play, which was of a very lively character as both teams were well matched. At the call of time, the play stood—Guhard
l goal and 2 points) Ballyconroy—2 goals and 2 points Mr. J. Langford acted as timekeeper, and Mr. P. Kennelly as referee. Particular mention should be made of Michael O’Brien, who by his activity, constantly averted the danger which threatened his goal posts.
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A Fact
Applesauce was the first food eaten in space by an American astronaut.
Cork Cogan’s rescue dog, Reggie, out for a frosty walk in Ballincollig last week.
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Mending
Young people will have no idea what these are. Mending threads were to be found in every house once upon a time. These were for mending stockings.
Mending stockings!
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Deserted Playground in January
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From the Archives
Kerry Sentinel Wednesday, 19 June, 1895
BALLYBUNION. Important AUCTION of Licensed/House Property. Situated at BALLYBUNION, TO BE SOLD AT THE Listowel Arms, Hotel, On TUESDAY, 25th JUNE, INST., At the hour of ONE O’Clock.
MES. ELLEN KENNELLY, Market Street, Listowel, has instructed Subscribers to put up and Sell by Public Auction us above, her Right, Title and Interest in the TWO LICENSED HOUSES, situate in the Main Street, Ballybunion, in as large and ample a manner as same is held by Lease from and under George Hewson, Esq., for a term of 999 years from the 29th of September, 1883, at the small Yearly Ground Rent of £6 15s. The frontage to the public street is 54feet, keeping the same width from front to rere for 86 feet.
DESCRIPTIVE PARTICULARS.
The above valuable property consists of Two Large, Roomy, Licensed Houses, situate in the main street of the Town, both let to most respectable tenants, who keep the property in first-class repair and condition, and pay their rents satisfactorily. The are tenancies are yearly. Mr. Shortis Annual Rent (payable half-yearly), .£26- 0 -0. Mr. Scanlon’s Annual Rent (pay 1st every month), … £20- 0 -0
The business situation of the premises cannot be excelled. The Tenants have most attractive houses, do a thriving business, and entertain lodgers during the Summer months, having already made good business connections, and have large interest in their holdings.
Ballybunion, as a seaside resort, is progressing rapidly. During the season the principle complaint is scarcity of Lodges, and every other year suitable buildings are rising to meet the requirements of the many who resort this well-known and appreciated health resort. The Lartigue Railway System has done wonders for its progress, in connection as it is, with the Limerick and Kerry Line at Listowel in 40 minutes.
The Houses and Premises will be put up for Auction singly. in the first instance, each subject to half existing ground rent, £3 -7s. 6d., the vendor reserving the right to sell both in ONE LOT, should the biddings for the entire exceed those offered for the Two Lots, separately. For further particulars and conditions of sale apply to MRS. ELLEN KENNELLY, Market Street, Listowel; MESSRS. JONAS BLACKALL & SONS, Solicitors, 93, George St., Limerick; or to McELLIGOTT & SONS, Auctioneers, Listowel.
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A Fact
The founders of the Mattel toy company named two dolls after their children…Barbie and Ken.