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Family

Áras an Phiarsaigh

Family Support

Mary Sobieralski and her lovely grandaughter helping to sell books at Kerry Literary Festival.

Me and Bobby Cogan after he won the Mens’ Doubles Division 1 and 2 competition at Lakewood Tennis Club’s Open.

Just a Thought

My last week’s Thoughts are on the Diocese of Kerry website

Just a Thought

OVER ENTHUSIASTIC VOLUNTEERS.

 By Mattie Lennon.

  The prestigious   Listowel Writers’ Week 2025,  had  one of its outstanding events on May 30. It  was, “ Poetry: Celebrating the Poetry of Paul Durkan-An Evening of Music and Poems to mark Paul’s eightieth birthday and the publication  of Paul Durcan 80 at 80.” Unfortunately Paul didn’t live to see it, he died on May 17th

       There is a tradition, among the good people of Ringsend, of gathering at a funeral procession to carry the coffin over the hump-backed bridge over the River Dodder just before the village. Needless to say at the funeral of one of our greatest poets the Ringsend people turned out in their droves to help the bereaved to, “carry Paul over the bridge.”

   Prolific Irish Times journalist Frank McNally treated his readers to a story from some years ago.  The volunteers overdid their enthusiasm for the tradition.  They stopped a hearse, with three limousines behind it, at the bottom of the bridge and immediately launched into the routine of organising each other to carry the coffin into Ringsend until the driver of the hearse intervened. “Lads, lads stop,”  he said, “This funeral is going to F…ing Bray.”

  What did Paul think of the afterlife? I’m  sure we can glean something from one of his poems.

Staring Out the Window Three Weeks After His Death.

Staring Out the Window Three Weeks After His Death

On the last day of his life as he lay comatose in the hospital bed

I saw that his soul was a hare which was poised In the long grass of his body, ears pricked

It sprang toward me and halted and I wondered if it

Could hear me breathing

Or if it could smell my own fear which was,

Could he but have known it, greater than his

For plainly he was a just and playful man

And just and playful men are as brave as they are rare.

Then his cancer-eroded body appeared to shudder

As if a gust of wind blew through the long grass

And the hare of his soul made a U-turn

And began bounding away from me

Until it disappeared from sight into a dark wood

And I thought – that is the end of that, I will not be seeing him again.

He died in front of me; no one else was in the room.

My eyes teemed with tears; I could not damp them down.

I stood up to walk around his bed

Only to catch sight again of the hare of his soul

Springing out of the wood into a beachy cove of sunlight

And I thought – yes, that’s how it is going to be from now on:

The hare of his soul always there, when I least expect it;

Popping up out of nowhere, sitting still. 

Blessing the Herd

Photo by Elizabeth Ahern

Kerry Women in Literature

Here are three of the writers featured in KWM’s new exhibition.

Shared On Line

An old photo of The Castle Hotel Ballybunion

KDYS

The ramped entrance to KDYS Listowel

It’s Pride month.

A Fact

Black cats are considered lucky in Ireland and the U.K but in the U.S.A. it’s white cats that are the lucky ones.

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Dowd’s Road

St. Mary’s with communion day flags in May 2025

That was then….

This photo of the meadow beside Lidl is in my 2009 Listowel Through a Lens

This is the same field on May 13 2025, The field is now owned by Lidl and is being developed as part of their Listowel store revamp.

Patrick Godfrey on Facebook remembers when things were different.

Forever Childhood Memories in this field & photo!!! Spent my entire Childhood in this one field. The stories this field could tell growing up at the back of Ballygologue Park!!! Lots of fun times mischief tears devilment & craic!!!Hard to believe it’s all built up now with houses!!!It used take us to town down through Dowds Road/Old Road. And Now with the works happening on Dowds Roads / Old Road it’s gonna change forever one of the days!! love to go back just one more time.

 (photo taken in the late 80s)

Scoil Realta na Maidine Food and Craft Fair

Sunday May 11 2025 was the first day of the new Sunday attraction.

The venture got off to a slow start. Starting something new is always a challenge and on this particular sunny Sunday there were lots of competing attractions to draw the crowds.

Brew and Banter were there with refreshments.

The Keanes were out supporting their old school. Billy remembered all his old teachers as he tripped down memory lane in the schoolyard.

It’s a week later and I’m back in the schoolyard.

I have Clíona and Aoife for the weekend.

There are more stalls. There is music. Brew and Banter are doing a steady trade. News of the Market is spreading and people are adding it to their Sunday schedule.

I met lovely people.

Kerry was manning the stall for her craft group. They are raising money for a trip to Belfast for the knitting and craft show.

Clíona and Aoife met Anne Marie and Keith.

Invitation from Kerry Writers’ Museum

Join us in Kerry Writers’ Museum on Wednesday 28th May at 6pm for the official opening of Kerry Women in Literature—a bold new exhibition honouring the trailblazing women who shaped Ireland’s literary heritage through the lens of Kerry’s unique cultural landscape.

Kerry Writers’ Museum proudly launches Kerry Women in Literature, a new permanent exhibition supported by the Department of Tourism, Culture, Arts, Gaeltacht, Sport & Media.

From Peig Sayers to Eibhlín Dubh Ní Chonaill, discover the stories of thirteen remarkable women whose writing reshaped Irish cultural life.

Featuring newly commissioned artworks by five contemporary artists, this exhibition bridges past and present through visual storytelling.

The exhibition will be officially opened by Dr. Fiona Brennan, a leading expert on Kerry’s literary women and long-time supporter of the Museum.

Curated by Louise Lynch, with thanks to Executive Director Cara Trant, this is a landmark moment for Kerry’s cultural legacy.

Because it’s Silly Season

A Fact

President Donald Trump is a teetotaler. He has said that he decided to abstain from drinking alcohol after seeing its effects on his older brother Freddy, whose alcoholism led to his early death at the age of 43.

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The Dying Art of Letter Writing

The beautiful Darren Enright Tidy Town seat, practical and beautiful. This welcome seat is a triumph of design, craftsmanship and location. It is just one of the many unique features that make Listowel stand out from other Irish towns.

Big Job under way at Kerry Writers’ Museum

The Postman

This picture is from the internet but the scene was replicated in November and December. in every town and village.

In Listowel back in the day we used to have two postal deliveries. In November and December extra postmen would have to be taken on to deal with the volume of cards and parcels arriving into town daily. There was no online shopping back then. These parcels contained presents.

Mick O’Callaghan writes here about the important role of letter writing in our lives in the old days.

PLEASE MR POSTMAN.

I remember that song by The Carpenters with its catchy first line ” Please Mr Postman look and see if there’s a letter, a letter for me.”

 I love writing, composing , scribbling , doodling or whatever title you want to call it, but I note in latter years I write fewer letters . The only ones I write now are congratulating someone on retirement or on the occasion of a  special birthday. Increasingly I am also writing sympathy letters because someone  of my own vintage has died.

In my school days letter writing was very important. It was the main communication system for people .We were taught how to write the letter with the correct address and date on the top right-hand corner. Once that piece was correct  you began  the letter with the formal address of  Dear —–.

You then proceeded to start the letter, so careful to spell each word correctly. Each paragraph had to be clearly indented. The proper thought process had to be correct so that each paragraph was a complete section.  Then you proceeded to the next paragraph with the fresh news section to be developed .When the letter was finished there was the signing off and this process was always quite perplexing.

Do I address the person as  Yours Sincerely, or Yours truly, or other such endearing term?

When this was complete there was the envelope to be addressed. You had to make sure you wrote the address in straight lines. `This was an imperative. Sometimes I used a light pencil mark to guide my straight-line writing . 

Finally, the process was complete, and you had to submit it to teacher for critical arbitration and await  the verdict. It amazed me that no matter how hard I tried teacher always found cause to use that red biro and pass some derogatory comment about my snail like scrawl.

In my own teaching career I used Composition and Grammar Parts 1and 2 by Mairéad Ní Ghráda . These were brilliant little books for proper writing lessons. I still have my copy of it and now and again I will have a peep inside the cover.

This simple letter writing exercise caused me great distress because in my head I saw no point in wasting time at this exercise when I could be doing my worthwhile Maths which I loved.

      Anyway, we had good times in  5th class, except for  the dreaded letter writing.  I put it behind me as an experience not to be repeated again in life.

I was sadly disillusioned because in sixth year English during my Leaving Cert year our English teacher  came in one morning and announced that we would be dealing with a very important topic this week, namely letter writing. He stressed how important it was in our lives. There was a collective gasp as we recalled our earlier days of letter writing in 5th class .

        Now however our future lives depended on the famous letter of application. He told us that employers first impression of us would be the letter and no employer would employ someone who couldn’t write or spell properly or lay out a letter properly.

        Now we had a new realisation of the importance of proper hand-writing. I went home and practised assiduously and at the end of the week I was  pleased to get a commendation for my application letter thanks to my late father’s nightly inputs.

      With my Leaving Cert completed I was accepted in St Patrick’s College for teacher training. Imagine my horror when I heard we had a professor of black board drawing and writing who emphasised the importance of proper legible writing on the blackboard and each word properly spelt and all written in straight lines . It was all so serious but funny now when you reflect back on it all 56 years later. I am sure that Professor Dignam has a nice scroll written for himself in heaven and proud as punch that he taught so many the craft of using a piece of chalk properly.His dusters were always so clean and he stressed the importance of giving the dusters a few bangs during the day to keep the. blackboard clean.

It is all a far cry from the modern era of  whiteboards, laptops, mobile phone apps, text messages, whats app, face time and computers and Instagram.

I have embraced all this technology because it has enriched our lives. I could not imagine being without my mobile phone or laptop. .

In this techie world there is something that annoys me a little  though. When I write a message to someone and they reply `TKs or cu soon. or some  such code, which is an insult to the English language.

Another irritant occurs when you take some time, thought and trouble to send someone a letter. You have spent some time checking over the spellings and syntax of the message and then you get an insulting yellow thumbs up sign back in reply. I don’t respond usually to these people . Some weeks later I get a message of “We haven’t heard from you in a while. “Impishly, I reply with a yellow thumbs up sign .Yes I too have joined the modern era.

Mick O Callaghan

A Poem in Praise of November

Important Zoom Talk

A Fact

The Rubik’s Cube was invented in 1974 by a Hungarian professor of architecture, Erno Rubik.

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