
Market Street, February 2025
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A Kerry Castle



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The Big Wind in Family History
Lauren Davis wrote the following letter to us in October 2020:
Hi Mary ~
I wanted to let you know how much we’ve been enjoying your blog lately. Even with little “new”news to report on, you are keeping our interest here in America! My ancestors left Listowel around 1870 so even “news” from the 19th century in County Kerry is fascinating for me. For instance, when a piece you posted a few days ago said,
“For three quarters of a century afterwards the people in this district and in North Kerry generally recorded events from the year the boat was drowned” or from the night of the big wind”.”I got so excited! Our family’s stories mention that my 2x great grandmother was born “the night of the big wind.” (She actually was born a few days before but everybody remembered her birth in connection with the storm.) My own granddaughter was just born a month ago here in Oregon. I’m sure we will be remembering her birth as “the time of the big wild fires.” Just knowing that other people from Co. Kerry remembered events the way my family did makes me feel so much more connected to our ancestral home.
Thank you for all that you do! Please keep it up!
Lauren Carroll Davis
Sisters, Oregon
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Hens and Eggs

Photo; Chris Grayson
Egg prices in the US have risen by 20% due to the many outbreaks of bird flu.
Did you read about the egg heist in Pennsylvania when 100,000 eggs were stolen? I must admit that with the CEO’s name given as Flocco and references to scrambling to improve security and cracking down on theft I think maybe the story was a wind up.
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Soldiers’ Houses
Since Carmel Hanrahan raised the subject, I have been fascinated by the story of the soldiers’ houses in Cahirdown.
A helpful blog follower told me that the late Gerry O’Carroll had written about them in his memoir. I borrowed it from the library.



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So True
So, grief walked up to love,
and asked if it would dance.
Love blamed grief for everything
and rudely answered “no chance.”
Grief stood there watching love.
Knowing there was nothing it could do.
It shared in every teardrop
and felt the heartache too.
Love hated grief so fiercely,
and prayed for it to go away.
Grief could never leave though
and it was here to stay.
Every day it asked the same question,
“Love, please dance with me.”
Everyday was met with the answer
“Please just leave me be.”
Grief and love shared every moment.
Every thought was just the same.
Every day they fought a battle,
Of love along with blame.
Grief finally stopped asking,
and pulled love to its chest.
Together they swayed to memories,
and shared their empty nest.
Grief never let go of love again.
They made better music as one.
After all if there was no love,
then grief wouldn’t belong…
Joanne Boyle ~ Heartfelt
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A Fact
In 1978 the song Mull of Kintyre by Wings went to No. 1 in January.
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