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October Stocktaking launch, Wrenboys Long Ago and West Limerick Journal

Millenium Arch and Bridge Road after Neodata



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Pat Given’s Book Launch





It was November 3 2016 in St. John’s Listowel and a very popular retired teacher, Pat Given was launching a collection of poetry in aid of the North Kerry Literary Trust. In retirement, Pat Given is still contributing to the literary heritage of Listowel, a town he adopted when his family moved here from Mayo in the 1930s.

Pat and his wife, Lisha, are regular patrons of St. John’s so it was fitting that this should be the scene for the launch of  his anthology.

It was Jimmy Deenihan who encouraged Pat to publish another collection of his poems. Pat had previously published 2 anthologies but he had been silent for many years. Jimmy knew that he was still writing daily so he determined to help him to get back into print. The result is October Stocktaking.

Jimmy was the MC for the night and joining him on stage were four of Pat’s past pupils who had gone on to success in literary and dramatic endeavours.

Joe Murphy recalled Pat’s great Greek language and history lessons. Learning by rote was a feature of  education in the 20th century and Joe could still decline a Greek verb and rattle off the dates of Greek battles after a gap of nearly forty years.

Billy Keane was a pupil in later years and he remembered Pat with fondness. Pat and John B. Keane grew up as part of that great gang of boys in Church Street. Billy read the poem which gave the book its name, October Stocktaking.

Gabriel Fitzmaurice donned the old school tie and took us back to the heyday of St. Michael’s. He recalled inspirational teachers and memorable classmates. He indulged his love of sonnets by reading one of Pat’s.

Christian O’Reilly was there to represent the younger generation of Pat’s pupils who remember him more as a teacher of English than of the classics. Christian is a very successful playwright and TV and film screenwriter and he was happy to return to his native Listowel to celebrate with his former English teacher.

John Mc Auliffe, poet and Reader in Modern Literature and Creative Writing at the University of Manchester, is also a part pupil. He was not in St. John’s for the launch but he contributed a testimonial to the book as well.

We all know that St. Michael’s College was not a bed of roses for all of its pupils but it did provide a classical education to compare with the best schools in the land at one time in its history. These bright, successful past pupils form a very loyal old boys network and it was well in evidence on December 3 in St. John’s to thank and celebrate with a gentle giant of St. Michael’s academic history, Mr. Given.






Pat posed for photos with Lisha, Seamus, Peter and John and his extended family.




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Humans of Listowel Bank of Ireland


Nov 25 2016 in Listowel Community Centre

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What I’m Reading



Christmas time is a great time for annual local history journals. This one is new to the scene and is a great read…probably also a collectors item, a first edition



You will spot a few faces familiar to Listowel people at the launch of this magazine.

Photos posted by Eamon Doody

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Christmastime in Kerry Long Ago


This account of Wrenboys is taken from an account by WM. Molyneaux in Shannonside Annuals.

With Tambourines and Wren
boys

Wm. Molyneaux

I was questioned one time by
the BBC one night behind at Cantilons. 
They sent me word “can you 
come to Cantillons the same night to give them any information I had
about the Wren.  I promised I would.  I went back and They came.  There are just three of them come-one of them
was a publican inside in the town of Listowel, John Keane.  But I didn’t know the headman at all of the
BBC.  And that was the man that was
questioning me.  The way he questioned me
was-he asked me what I knew about the Wren. 
He asked me how long I was going with the Wren boys.  I answered him and I told him “I’m
going, sir,” says I, “from boyhood to manhood”.  “What were you doing,” says he,
“in the Wren?”  “I used to
tip, Sir,” says-“I was a drummer.”  He asked me what class of a drum-“was it
a big drum or a tambourine?”  I told
him I drummed either one or the other of them. 
He asked me had I got a tambourine. 
“No sir,” says I “I’m out of them” “well, we’ll
get you one,” says he they went and they searched the same night and they got
a tambourine for me as any case and the BBC man asked me what would I drum.  I told him I’d drum reels, jigs, marches, or
hornpipes.  He asked me what special tune
used we play going with the Wren.  I
answered him and told him it was the Wrens hornpipe.  He asked me could I hum it.  “I will,sir,” says I. There was no
music there but the tambourine.  I drummed
the hornpipe and it was taken down. 


(more tomorrow)

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Coca Cola Trucks in Listowel



Niamh Stack snapped the Coca Cola truck being towed by  Listowel Transport tractor cab as it left town on Sunday night, December 11 2016. Apparently they needed the help of Listowel Transport as the big American tractor that was attached to it in the Square is not really great for manoeuvring it on Irish roads.


Damien Stack shared this photo on Facebook as Listowel bad farewell to the truck that brought so much excitement to town for one day only on Sunday December 11.

Damien O’Mahony is the local hero who made it happen. It was because of his putting of the case on 2FM for a stop in Listowel that the bandwagon rolled into town. 

From mid morning till nightfall families queued for a taste of the magical experience. We got a can of Coca Cola, our photo taken with the truck and a virtual reality sleigh ride, all for free. A Gospel choir set the atmosphere and 2fm broadcast live from The Square.

In the afternoon the Love Listowel activities kickstarted the street party. Traders mounted a Christmas Market, a céilí swung into life on William Street (which was temporarily reclosed for the party) and local actors played out a scene in McKenna’s window.

The town was jam packed with happy people, full of Christmas good spirits. The word I heard often was  “proud”. For one day everyone was proud of the town, the town’s people and everyone’s ability to put on a show.

All roads lead to Listowel and the Coca Cola event.

As dawn broke over Listowel on Sunday December 11 2016, people realised that, like a Santa in the night, the truck had arrived in town and had taken up position outside St. John’s in The Square.

At 12.00 noon Damien declared the show open and the first families stood on the plinth for their photo.

 While in the queue you could play ice cube Jenga.

When you got to the top of the queue, you stood on the step and obeyed the elves instructions to smile and pose. The snapper snapped and within seconds you had a lovely souvenir photo to take home.

Listowel Bridge at Night, From Laois to Kerry, Billy Keane’s Listowel launch and two lovely Listowel ladies

The Big Bridge at Night


Photos by Deirdre Lyons on November 4 2016

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You’ll Love This!



Danny Hannon gave me a VHS tape of the official opening of The Garden of Europe but I couldn’t do anything with it so that I could share it with you. Then I surmised that if a tape existed,  someone must have videoed the event. As luck would have it, I ran into Charlie Nolan on my morning walk and sure enough, it was he who did the job. True to his word he dropped me in a dvd of the big day.  You will love seeing the faces of your old friends, sadly some of them now passed and gone.

I did not attend the opening so I never knew that I missed one of the best speeches I have ever heard by a Listowel man. Paddy Fitzgibbon’s speech at the opening of the Garden of Europe in 1995 is a gem. 

Official Opening of The Garden of Europe May 1995

Danny told me that the original intention was to have a piece of sculpture from each of the 12 countries in their respective gardens. Germany was the only country that responded to that request so that is why we have Schiller and the Holocaust memorial today.

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Launch of The Best of Billy Keane in The Listowel Arms, Saturday November 5 2016

Gabriel Fitzmaurice was our MC. Joanna O’ Flynn performed the launch and Mickey McConnell and Fergal Keane provided the entertainment.

Me with the author

Billy signs a book for Liz Dunne, chair of Listowel Writers’ Week, watched by Gabriel Fitzmaurice and Jim Dunne.

Lainey and John Keane, Gabriel Fitzmaurice, Joanna O’Flynn and Elaine Keane

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From Laois to Kerry




(Book review from The Irish Catholic)

From Laois to Kerry by Michael Christopher Keane 

(Beechgrove, Ovens, Cork 

€20 + P&P; contact: mjagkeane@gmail.com).

J. Anthony Gaughan

This little book falls into two parts. The first deals with the
Laois origins and continuing presence in Kerry of the Moores, Kellys, Dowlings,
Lawlors, Dorans, Dees, and McEvoys. The second part records the remarkable
lives of their transplanter and landlord Patrick Crosbie and his successor Sir
Pierce Crosbie,

The above surnames are among the most popular family names in
North Kerry at present.  The ancestors of those people once resided in
what is now known as Co Laois.  This is an account of why and how they
were transplanted to Kerry by Patrick Crosbie in 1607-9.

The surnames belonged to members of the Seven Septs (clans) of
the O’Moore territory.  In the early seventeenth century they opposed
attempts by the English to pacify the midlands.  Eventually they were
vanquished and their leader, Owny Rory O’Moore, was killed in battle. 

The authorities in London decided to expel the Seven Septs from
their ancestral lands and replace them with loyalist settlers.  Land was
available in Kerry following the ethnic cleansing of Munster during the
Elizabethan-Desmond war.  Patrick Crosbie, who already had extensive
landholdings, was given a grant of some 25,000 acres in North Kerry and
undertook to settle the O’Moore Septs as tenant farmers on his new acquisition.

Michael Keane, himself a descendant of one of the Septs, traces
the continuing strong presence of the Laois Sept descendants in Kerry through
the centuries down to the present day. 

He also records that some members of the Seven Septs were able
to avoid the transplantation by taking refuge in forests and other inaccessible
places.  In addition some of the original transplantees, despite a
sentence of death being imposed on those who returned, found their way back to
their ancestral lands.  Hence the prevalence of their surnames also in Co
Laois today.

In part II the author provides detailed profiles of Patrick
Crosbie (d. 1610) and his son Sir Pierce Crosbie (1590 -1646).  Patrick
Crosbie also known as Patrick MacCrossan belonged to a family who were rhymers
to the O’Moore chiefs.  This, Keane points out, is the generally accepted
view of post-1922 historians.  In so doing he makes some insightful
comments on the claims of historical revisionism. 

Patrick Crosbie was better than most other people at weaving his
way through the corrupt and Machiavellian politics of his time.  From the
1580s onwards he was a trusted English ally for which he received grants of
extensive landholdings in Queens County (now Laois) and Kerry.

Commander

Sir Pierce Crosbie inherited
Tarbert along with extensive land and properties in North Kerry and Laois
following the death of his father in 1610.  He was close to the royal
court, where he acted first as cupbearer and then gentleman to the king’s
chambers.  A member of the Irish Parliament and of the Privy Council, he
was also a distinguished military commander and was involved in successful
campaigns on the continent.  After crossing swords with Thomas Wentworth,
the Lord Deputy, he found himself in jail.  However, following Wentworth’s
execution for treason, he soon regained his standing at the royal court. 

Despite the dominance of the
Protestant religion and the advantages of subscribing to it, Pierce appears to
have remained a Catholic throughout his life and had a prominent role in the
Catholic Confederacy in his later years. When he died in 1646, the Crosbie
legacy in Kerry was assured.  By virtue of their extensive landholdings
the family was to dominate the local politics and society of the county for the
next three hundred years.

This study of the Crosbies
and their tenants from Co Laois is a valuable contribution to the local history
of North Kerry, and will be of particular interest to those bearing the
surnames of the Seven Septs of the O’Moore county.

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Humans of Listowel

Agnes Heaphy and Elaine Foran, two Listowel ladies I met while I was praying for the dead in John Paul ll graveyard recently.

Murhur School, Corn Dollies and Organ Donation

Murhur School in the late Eighties


 Photo from Moyvane Village on Facebook

Teachers in Murhur NS in the late eighties. 

Marie O’Callaghan, Ena O’Leary, Patricia Houlihan, Gabriel Fitzmaurice.

Mary Madden, Nola Adams and Anne Prendiville

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Listowel Handball Alley as it looks nowadays

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A Corn Dolly





The late Seamus Heaney knew these corn dollies well. In his childhood he saw them being made in his native Mossbawn. He captures the memories and associations of these ancient amulets better than anyone else.

As you plaited the harvest bow

You implicated the mellowed silence in you

In wheat that does not rust

But brightens as it tightens twist by twist

Into a knowable corona,

A throwaway love-knot of straw.

Hands that aged round ashplants and cane sticks

And lapped the spurs on a lifetime of game cocks

Harked to their gift and worked with fine intent

Until your fingers moved somnambulant:

I tell and finger it like braille,

Gleaning the unsaid off the palpable,

And if I spy into its golden loops

I see us walk between the railway slopes

Into an evening of long grass and midges,

Blue smoke straight up, old beds and ploughs in
hedges,

An auction notice on an outhouse wall—

You with a harvest bow in your lapel,

Me with the fishing rod, already homesick

For the big lift of these evenings, as your
stick

Whacking the tips off weeds and bushes

Beats out of time, and beats, but flushes

Nothing: that original townland

Still tongue-tied in the straw tied by your
hand.

The end of art is peace

Could be the motto of this frail device

That I have pinned up on our deal dresser—

Like a drawn snare

Slipped lately by the spirit of the corn

Yet
burnished by its passage, and still warm.


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Ladies’ Day Just got Better



This is the bus the kind folk on Listowel Race Committee is going to hire to take ladies to The Island on the Friday of the Races. I’m not sure if you can avail of it if you are not wearing high heels and if you would just like a lift.


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A Sermon and a story for you


While I was in Asdee church I picked up their August 2016 newsletter and I read this story. I’m cutting it short here but it is attributed in the newsletter to Tom Cox;

In 2013 a Brazilian millionaire announced that he was going to be like the Egyptian pharaohs and bury his treasure with him. His greatest treasure was his Bentley.

He was lambasted in the media for this ostentatious show of wealth and foolishness so he called a press conference at his house. The media turned up in big numbers to see if he would really carry out his promise. Diggers were at work in the garden digging a big car sized hole.

But Mr. Scarpa didn’t bury his beloved car.

Instead Mr. Scarpa delivered this message, “I didn’t bury my car, but everyone thought it was absurd when I said I would. What is more absurd is burying your organs, which can save many lives. Nothing is more valuable than life. Be a donor and tell your family.”

Now the story

Regular readers will know that my only sister died in 1964 of kidney failure. She had been ill for a year before she died and she was in and out of hospital frequently. Her best friend was a girl called Marion and they were thick as thieves. If kidney donation was an option, they would have given one another a kidney in a heartbeat. For that year while they were apart they wrote regular letters to one another and they invented a secret code to write private things about boys just in case the letters fell into the wrong hands. All very innocent girly stuff. They were only 15.

Marion kept all the letters and has treasured them all these years. Her friend’s death had a profound effect on her and she has never forgotten her. 

Recently she took one of these letters to a tattoo parlour and the tattoo artist scanned my sister’s signature along with the coded message and Marion had it tattooed on her forearm.

Easter Rising Commemoration in Kerry, A Party in Áras Mhuire and more Photos from Kennelly at 80

Beautiful Ballybunion In April 2016 photographed by Jason O’Doherty

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Kerry and The Rising; State Commemoration


One of the saddest events of The Rising of 1916 happened in Kerry when the driver of the car bringing 3 volunteers mistook the pier at Ballykissane for a road. All three were drowned. This event was commemorated when President Higgins came to Kerry last week.

Photo: Aisling Griffin

Aisling Griffin shared this photo too of the L.E. Niamh in the waters off Banna during the  commemorative event on April 21 2016.

It was a reminder of the ill fated Aud which hovered in the bay, hoping in vain to be able to come ashore and land the guns to arm the Rising.

Photo: Aisling Griffin

The soldiers at Banna on April 21 were drilled to within an inch of their lives. Their formation was perfect, their uniforms pristine, the barked orders, as Gaeilge, loud and clear and everyone to a man and woman proud to be there.

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The World and His Wife Was in Banna

 Owen O’Shea was an excellent M.C.

 This actor, Declan McCarthy, made a convincing Casement as he delivered the rousing speech from the dock.

 Our president , Michael D.Higgins gave a measured and crafted speech. I was so glad we elected a polished orator. He does this sort of occasion with great pride and dignity.

 Everyone I spoke to experienced the same catch in the throat and tear in the eye as the three planes flew overhead and out to sea as we sang the National Anthem.

 And the tricolor flew over it all.


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Party in Áras Mhuire

James Gould is 80 and his friends in Áras Mhuire threw him a party. They invited me.

 Danny Hannon came to wish him a happy birthday.

Noreen O’Donoghue joined in the celebrations.


 Stevie Donegan provided the music.

 This lovely lady, a visitor, sang a song or three.


Happy Birthday, James


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People in Ballylongford at the Kennelly at 80 Event

 Christy Kenneally and Rose Wall at the launch of the DVD, River of Words in The Seanchaí.

 Poet, Mary Lavery Carrig was among the attendees at Lislaughtin.

 Paddy McElligott in Kennelly’s Bar. Paddy performed two of his acclaimed Moloney sketches

Paddy McElligott’s Moloney Up and At It in Kennelly’s Bar Ballylongford

Gabriel Fitzmaurice in Kennelly’s, Ballylongford and below in Ballybunion.

Liz and Jim Dunn. Liz is organizing the bus and Jim took a few photos while waiting for the talk to begin.

Two well known Listowel ladies enjoying the day.

watching the action

Ballybunion, Listowel, Lyreacrumpnane and Moyvane

Tiger on the rocks at Ballybunion

Photo;Ballybunion Prints

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From Time Travel Kerry

The link above will lead you to a great site which has then and now photos from all over Kerry. I’ve put just two of the many Listowel ones here. The site is on Facebook and I know that many of my blog followers “don’t do Facebook” and so might miss these treasures.

Apart from the demolition of the house in white above, little has changed archictecturally in The Square.

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Bord na Mona: a Lyre Connection



“We had a request for items about the former Turf Development Board and BnM works at Lyrecrumpane in Kerry. This photo was taken at the retirement of Harry Starken of Boora in 1958. Harry Starken, second left front row, was a German who brought the first machinery to the Turf Development Board in 1936. The machinery was used in Turraun, Co. Offaly. While assembling the machine, he fell in love (bet he didn’t expect that to happen) and married a local girl, Elizabeth Cloonan from Leabeg. He remained in Ireland and was transferred to Lyrecrumpane in Kerry. “



photo and text from Bord na Mona Heartland



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GAA Nostalgia



From Twitter the 1972 Kerry Football team



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Moyvane Historical Walk



Despite the inclement weather, the planned historical walk through Moyvane went ahead on Sunday evening July 26 2015. Gabriel Fitzmaurice with the help of many local walkers relived old times in the village. People reminisced about characters who once enlivened daily life in Moyvane, shops and houses now closed up, blacksmiths, old schools and church, businesses selling all sorts, owners fondly remembered, and stories of life in a different era. 

I missed it but Elizabeth Brosnan took some great photos. Below are just some. Elizabeth has lots more on Facebook.

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