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An American wedding, Lyre, Ballybunion and Kissane Photo Gallery opening

“Ireland unfree shall never be at Peace”




This photo from the National Library is of Padraig Pearse delivering his famous speech at the graveside of O’Donovan Rossa, one hundred years ago.




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Anne MacNamee of Paper Hearts took this lovely wedding photo of an American bride who returned recently to the hometown of her ancestors to get married. The wedding in St. Mary’s Listowel and The Listowel Arms was featured in this article in  The Irish Independent

Wedding of Corey and Shannon

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A Party in Lyre


The good people ofLyreacrompane had a party and they put the photos up on Facebook. I’ve copied a few for you and I’ve printed here the reflection, Fr. Pat Moore, their parish priest sent to them. As Fr. Pat continues his recovery, his parishioners are never too far from his thoughts. He shares with them the valuable life lessons he is learning, lessons that are deeply personal but have a universal application.

His flock have got to know their shepherd a lot better in these past few months.


THE UNANSWERED CALL

I now realise I have felt it all my life. Again and again I find myself going down to the shoreline, negotiating the last few steps where the road meets the strand. We always called it the pinch. Breathe in the air, feel a bit of warmth in it. I turn west along the strand, by Dexter’s Rock where the Englishman who deserted his army, read his newspaper. The soft carpet of sand beneath me, ground stone taken from cliff. Nothing is permanent, rock and land to sand and the rock rises out of the sea. Listen, listen to the conversation between the sea and the shoreline – the taking and the giving. It is now enforcing the lack of permanence for things are always changing. At a deep level there is nothing to hold onto.

Yet the voice of the sea speaks to the soul. I am walking in the shadow of faith. Believing,I now realise is not seeing. Where is my frantic activity bringing me, bringing us, in our world? How do I keep my zest for life? What helps me value building family and community? What I hold onto brings me within, through the heart to grasp something to hold onto, something that lasts. I have sensed it as an invitation and the response I have hitched my wagon to is in and through Christ. The zest can’t come from myself, it comes from beyond.

Is it God that gives me the impulse to want God and that sense of permanence I seek?


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A Few more Listowel ads from 1960


Both of these businesses are still going strong today.



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Rough Summer in Ballybunion

The sea is cold and rough, the beach is deserted. I have pity for the poor people who depend for their income on the tourist season in seaside towns in Ireland this summer.



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Kissane Photo Gallery Launch

Eamon, Eily and John at the opening of the Kissane Photo  Archive in The Horseshoe Gallery on Sunday August 2 2015.

The archive is an extraordinary collection of photographs of three Kissane families, of Lacca, Kilcox and Kilgarvan, all descended from the same ancestor. Eily Walsh has done trojan work in researching the family tree. Eamon OMurchú, whose mother was a Kissane, did the work on the photographs, editing, mounting and captioning them. They have done their families a huge service.

Jimmy Deehihan performed  the launch. He was mightily impressed with the exhibition and he will be using it as an example of what can be done. This family has many high achievers in its midst and the younger generation of high flyers was well represented on Sunday evening.


The gallery is open to the public. Do drop in while the Kissane photos are in situ. You will be amazed at the beautiful black and white photos and the extraordinary story they tell.

Saving the hay, salmon fishing and an end of year dinner and dance

Make hay while the sun shines….



On Muckross House Traditional Farms they saved the hay the old way. The photos come from their Facebook page.


 This man is gathering the hay prior to making the wynds. This machine requires quite a  bit of skill to operate.

This man appears to be using a four prong pike so I’d say he is finishing off the wynd and combing out the loose hay. Haymaking was always done with a two prong pike.

The wynds made and the field raked…job done!

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Lisivigeen school 1930




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Lyre




Lovely photos from Lyreacrompane dinner and dance here:



https://www.facebook.com/pages/Lyreacrompane-Community-Development/257124171035097?fref=photo

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Moss Joe Browne’s video of salmon fishing in the river Cashen last week;

https://www.facebook.com/photo.php?v=262803743921812&fref=nf

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+  Tom Fitzgerald, Billerough and Church St.  +






Tom Fitzgerald and Jim Cogan on Church St. in 2008. May they both rest in peace.







This obituary to the late Tom Fitzgerald is taken from the North Kerry Board GAA website

Former Secretary of the North Kerry Football Board                                                                                                       Billerough, Listowel.


It was with immense sadness and much regret that we learned of the news that swept throughout North Kerry and beyond on Wednesday morning last July 16th 2014 of the passing of the late Tom Fitzgerald R.I.P. Tom was to so many, a person of the highest integrity through his profession as a Secondary School Teacher and then through his involvement and love of the G.A.A. He was always a great family man, despite the fact that an amount of his time did revolve around his profession and sport. Indeed it is at this time that we think especially of Tom’s family and particularly that of his beloved wife Marie, daughters Ann Marie and Juadth sons Paul and Gerry, daughters in law Denise and Olivia, son in law David, grandchildren, brother Kieran and sister Eileen nephews, nieces family relatives and wide circle of friends with whom our sympathies, thoughts and prayers are with at this sad time.

Indeed to go through everything that Tom achieved whether it be on the pitch or at the boardroom table or in the confines of the Tech in Listowel would indeed require a lot more space to highlight than what is printed here. It would require reams upon reams of paper to properly document everything that went into his most illustrious life. In this article we  wish to highlight as much as possible his involvement particularly in the G.A.A. where he touched the lives of so many people. From his early childhood Tom was steeped in the G.A.A. and won a Minor North Kerry Medal with Listowel in the mid 40s. That followed on with a Senior North Kerry Championship medal again with Emmets in 1957. 

An absence from these shores followed with Tom spending a few years in England. On returning he once again became involved with the Listowel Emmets Senior Team who were going through a bad patch at that particular time which was in or around the beginning of 1971. Through the efforts of the late Chairman Mikey Kennelly, Secretary Vincent Carmody and Tom a big drive was put in place to put together a good and young energetic team in which over 36 players were watched and looked at with a young squad emerging that would propel the Club into great success. 

By the end of 1972 the Emmets Senior team had captured the North Kerry Senior Championship defeating Finuge in the Final. They also won the Co Junior Championship defeating Glenflesk in the Final. The North Kerry League was also to be theirs even though Emmets drew with Desmonds in the  Final with the replay going out until June of 1973. To his credit Tom has had unbelievable success in both training and as a selector in so many various teams. He trained Emmets to great success, again capturing titles in 1995, 96 and 97. He trained Finuge and Ballydonoghue during the course of his career plus he guided and trained Feale Rangers who went on to win a County Under 21 title. He also trained both Listowel Vocational School and the Kerry Vocational School teams to glory at both local, County, Provincial and All Ireland levels. He also trained Shannon Rangers along with guiding the Kerry Juniors to All Ireland success.

But his role as an administrator was exemplary. His ability, time and patience will never ever, ever be matched, forgotten or surpassed by anybody whom had the privilege of either serving or working with him during the course of his 23 years as Secretary of the North Kerry Football Board. He took over the role as Secretary of the Board in 1972 on the retirement of the late Andy Molyneaux who proceeded to be appointed as Secretary of the Kerry County Board on that particular year. During the following 23 years Tom served under three different chairmen Dan Kiely, Gerald McKenna and Bernard O’Callaghan. Indeed if anyone had all the attributes that make a unique Officer of any Club or Board Tom Fitz, as he was more affectionately known, had all of these and more. 

Those of us who had the privilege of either serving with him, or working with him, indeed we will always hold his friendship, courteous manner and style to the highest degree. His duties and loyalties were again to the forefront when he took the position of Chairman of the Emmets Club on the stepping down of the late Mikey Kennelly. In recent years he was made President of the Emmets Coiste na nOg Club a position he held with great pride until his passing from us. 

Indeed the high esteem that Tom was held in was very much borne out on Saturday morning last as over a hundred school kids flanked his remains as it made its way from his home to St Michael’s College. Tom Fitzgerald R.I.P. gave so much to Club, Divisional, District and County G.A.A.  has left us a legacy in his passing for which we will always be humbly grateful. May the sod in St Michael’s Cemetery in Listowel rest lightly on the gentle soul of our esteemed friend, colleague and comrade who now joins with so many of his fellow Gaels in that huge arena in the sky. An chuid file suaimhneach, a chara,  Ní bheidh muid ag feiceáil a chuid leithéidí arís. Ar dheis Dé go raibh a anam.

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His and Hers Hairdressing in Charles Street has got a facelift.

This is the town end of Charles St. this week. His and Hers Hairdressing is second from right, next to Carmody’s off license, now closed.

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Chapatti



I hope that we in Listowel get to see the new play by Christian O’Reilly which played to rave reviews at The Galway Arts Festival last week.


Ballybunion, Lenihan Gathering, troubled Iraq and Lyreacrompane church

 I was in Ballybunion early one morning last week.

 The castle looked majestic as usual. later on the same day I read that Ballybunion has been awarded €80,000 from a heritage fund. The money is to be used on the castle.

The sea was calm as calm could be.

These daisies are growing along the roadside on the Listowel approach. They look absolutely beautiful.

This old boat and anchor are enjoying a new lease of life.

Everyone my age will remember these public water pumps. Oh the bliss of drinking water directly from the spout on a warm day. I think this one is merely ornamental but a lovely piece of history all the same.

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Calling all Lenihans with Mountcollins roots



LENIHAN GATHERING:  “Mountcollins Lenihan Gathering” will take place in Mountcollins on the weekend of July 4-7.    Everyone with any Lenihan connection will be very welcome. The weekend will commence on Friday 4 in Tommy Mick’s Bar with a “Meet and greet” session followed by the launch of a 236 page book on the “Lenihans of Mountcollins”.                                                                                 The book will be launched by a well-known personality – and it will be on sale during the weekend and afterwards from the following:  Norma 087 2746399.  Billy 087 7811004    Marie 087 9731846.  Jimmy 087 2303817.   Seamus 087 9552775.  This will be followed by a music session in the bar.  Light snacks will be available.  On Saturday, July 4 we will assemble in the cemetery in Mountcollins and visit the Church of the Assumption, and family graves.  We will then travel to Clonfert cemetary in Newmarket, where Mrs Shiela Sheehy (neeLenihan) will show us the graves of our ancestors.  Shiela will also take us to St Beircheart cemetery in Tullylease and then on to the old homestead in Ballinaguilla..

On our return to Mountcollins we will visit the site of the old school in Caherlevoy and then on to the new school.    From there we will travel to the farm where the first Seán Lenihan settled in Caherlevoy – now owned by Batt Leahy.  At 8.15pm we will assemble in the Community Centre in Mountcollins for a historical talk by Eamon Ó Liatháin.

After we will have some extracts from the Parish Records and Census and Tithes for perusal. All can be discussed over tea and refreshments…Then it’s on to Tommy Mick’s bar for a rousing music session. On Sunday at 12.30 we will have Mass for all Lenihans, past, present and future, with lots of Lenihan participation.   After Mass there will be a barbecue with an open air traditional music session.  Ansin a chaire its slán abhaile le muintir Uí Loineacháin”

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We are so lucky!


I usually stay away from politics in this blog but the plight of suffering humanity in Iraq cannot be ignored. Extremist Muslims are making life hell on earth for their enemies. Take a minute to read the following post  and thank God we live far from these troubled parts of the world.

The Middle East’s Besieged
Christians: Déjà vu, all over again


by Michael J.L. La Civita

Today’s headlines are dramatic; the emotion raw:
“Middle East Christians Feel Abandoned.” “Beleaguered Christians Make Final
Stand.” “Christians Wonder if it is Time to Leave.” “Christians Last Journey.”

As the artificial geopolitical construct that is
the Middle East collapses, millions of lives are altered irrevocably and
indiscriminately each day: young and old, male and female, city sophisticate
and nomadic shepherd, Sunni and Shiite, Arab and Armenian, rich and poor. In
Iraq and Syria — by far the largest states in the region created by the Western
Allied powers after their victory in World War I — the pressure cookers once
controlled by strongmen have exploded, unleashing violent forces so extreme
even Al Qaeda has repudiated the bloodletting.

Iraq — once awash in cash thanks to its oil
reserves — has disintegrated, its people exhausted by more than 25 years of
constant war. Syria — once the bedrock of regional stability — has crumbled,
its people displaced and maimed. Meanwhile, extremist militias overrun vast
swaths of devastated territory to restore an Islamist empire akin to those that
dominated the region for centuries.

Middle East Christians bear the brunt of these
brutalities. Though descendants of those who first received the Gospel almost
600 years before the advent of Islam, Christians are perceived by the
extremists as imports from the West and, therefore, as enemies of Islam. Spread
from Egypt to Iraq, and numbering no more than 15 million, Middle East
Christians possess neither powerful allies supplying arms, nor an exclusivist
ideology capable of rallying and uniting a diverse community with distinct
traditions, rites and histories. And so to survive, Middle East Christians do
what they have always done during similar waves of violence in their long
history: they head for the hills.

Observers describe the current wave of violence
in the Middle East, and the flight of its minorities — especially its
Christians — as an existential threat. Can the Middle East survive without its
Christians and other minorities? Sure, but can a region thrive though
overwhelmed by extremist ideologies at odds with mainstream Muslims?

In November, I traveled to one such Christian
retreat on the eastern slopes of Mount Lebanon. The town of Deir el Ahmar, or
Bloody Convent, commemorates the massacre of monks ages ago. Proud hometown of
entertainer Danny Thomas, Deir el Ahmar lies some 20 miles from the Syrian
border in an area that has shielded Middle East Christians since the eighth
century. There, in the nearby village of Bechwat, in a lean-to storage shed
abutting a local Maronite shrine dedicated to the Blessed Mother, I met a
Syriac Christian family of five.

Mr. Yakoub took time from his custodial concerns
at the shrine to recall the danger of traveling on a public bus from his family
home in Hassake, near the Iraqi and Turkish frontiers in northeastern Syria, to
Damascus. For more than 18 hours, and through 17 checkpoints controlled by
militants, extremists, soldiers or criminals, he traveled with all that was
left of his life: his wife and three children, Ulah, Abdalahad and Caesar.
Leaving behind his elderly parents and his younger brother in Damascus, Mr.
Yakoub and family then hitched a ride to Lebanon, undoubtedly the most
dangerous part of their flight.

The children, seated on the floor of their
converted shed and dressed in their Catholic school uniforms, listened
attentively to their father, as their mother covered her mouth to hold back the
sobs. Their lives had been turned upside down, he said, but “thank God we are
safe.” The children spoke about the difficulties of attending a French-language
school — the norm in Lebanon — knowing only Arabic. Ulah, a shy 15-year-old,
quietly asked my host, Good Shepherd Sister Micheline Lattouff, if the sisters
could help her and her brothers with their studies. “Of course!” the spirited
nun replied, beaming at the chance to lend a hand.

Ironically, even as Christian families such as
the Yakoubs are flushed from their homes, the many works of the churches in the
Middle East are recognized and valued by Middle Easterners of all faiths and
communities. Catholic schools teach Alawis, Druze and Sunni and Shiite Muslims,
as well as children from other Christian communities. Hospitals provide the
best of care, especially to the poor, the displaced and the refugee. Priests
and religious sisters are respected as community leaders and allies of those in
need.

Catholic Near East Welfare Association, an agency
of the Holy See founded in 1926 and based in New York, works through the local
churches in the Middle East. Working with partners such as Sister Micheline,
CNEWA works to build up that church — even if in flight —affirm human dignity,
alleviate poverty, encourage dialogue and inspire hope.

I left that shed in Bechwat — now home to a
family of five — smiling as the youngest member of the family, Caesar, climbed
a low wall and onto a homemade swing, constructed of a used tire and frayed
rope suspended from a tree. As he rocked to and fro, his gags brought smiles
and weak laughter from his siblings and his parents, forgetting if only for a
moment their trials.

That particular visit (which is but one of many I
have made to the Middle East in the last 25 years) speaks volumes why it is
imperative Christianity survive and thrive in the Middle East. Through their
schools, shelters, hospitals, clinics and other social service
initiatives, Christians restore dignity, self-respect,
trust and even joy to families robbed of these basic human values by extremists
and their destructive ideologies. And, in doing so, Christians instill and
inspire hope, which defines our faith in the Resurrection.

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Lyreacrumpane church

Photos of last Sunday’s mass in the newly refurbished Lyre church from Lyreacrompane Community Development on Facebook



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Have you noticed the rise in locally made ice creams? I tasted a raspberry one from

Dairy Delights

of  Kenmare on Saturday and it was to die for.


Lyreacrumpane Mass Walk and ageing our ancestors

Maureen Potter and Christy Brown, Gaels of Laughter  Gaeity 1970

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Recently some friends introduced me to a beautiful rural walk in the woods at Lyreacrompane. It was bliss to walk among the trees beside the stream and listen to the birdsong on a glorious October afternoon.

The entrance to the walk is on the left as you go from The Six Crosses to Lyre.

It would appear from this notice that the area is part of Carrigcannon Forest

The River Smearla, I think.

Dotted along the way are stones with quotations from the philosopher, John O’Donoghue.

Our walk took us by Lyreacrompane church. It was as if we had alighted in a corner of Heaven, perfect peace and celestial music…a welcome respite for a tired walker, unaccustomed to hiking around North Kerry.

These were stored in the porch. I remember similar ones from my childhood. They are for taking up the church collection. The collector stands at the aisle end of the pew and expertly slides the box along the pew collecting donations as he goes. There is an art involved and, as the box gets heavier, carrying it at full stretch can be tricky.

I persuaded my guide, Mike Moriarty, a very keen walker to rest for a minute with me, a very novice walker. Rest stops are provided all along the route. In truth it is a very easy walk, only about 2 to 3 kms. long with plenty of rest stops and it is really worthwhile. Try it soon! Boots will be necessary as the weather worsens as parts of the way are quite marshy.

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The following interesting article comes from Kay Caball’s very informative Find my Kerry Ancestors website



“One of the
first things that a researcher needs to remember is that our ancestors were not
too bothered about their exact ages.  They didn’t have a twenty first, a
 fortieth or fiftieth.   Believe it or not, they didn’t have birthday
parties, hen nights or stag nights either.  They were too busy trying to
eke a living out of the bit of land they had or working for long hours for
someone else.

The system of
registration of births in the 19th century was that the individual was
responsible for registering the birth.  The authorities, as an
‘encouragement’ to do this, would impose a hefty monetary fine on the
individual who didn’t comply with the law. So a birth registration might take
some time to be recorded and the exact day, and place might not be correct when
it was finally registered.  In quite of a lot of cases, particularly in
rural, inaccessible country, the birth was never registered.    On
the other hand Catholics were encouraged (without  the fine) and generally
obeyed their clergy, by getting the child baptised as soon as possible after
birth.   This did not guarantee correct baptismal records though.
 Sometimes the individual priest, who didn’t have a presbytery,
housekeeper or even in some cases, a church, would write the details on a piece
of paper for later transcription, in Latin usually, to the Parish Register.

A census of
the Irish population was taken every ten years from 1821 until 1911 and
manuscript returns for each household survive for all 32 counties for 1901 and
1911. The returns are arranged by townland in rural areas and by street in
urban areas.  No manuscript returns survive for 1861, 1871, 1881 and 1891
but there are some returns for 1821, 1831, 1841 and 1851 covering some
counties, but not Kerry.  (Ref: NLI) Even in these Census returns, people
used to write round numbers, 20, 30, 50 etc.  John Grehan in his excellent
book ‘Tracing Your Irish Ancestors’ says ‘The actual date of birth is almost
always well before the one reported, sometimes by as much as fifteen years’

When Ireland
introduced the Old Age Pension in 1908 many applicants had no birth certificate
as Civil Registration did not begin until 1864. So the 1841 and 1851 census
returns were used to prove age.  An index to the 1841 and 1851 census
returns that appear in the Old Age Pension claim forms (T550) is
available to consult on microfiche in the Public Record Office of Northern Ireland while
there are also some other copies made from the returns of 1821-185,
miscellaneous copies and certified copies available  to consult in our Reading Room (National Library of Ireland).

You will understand
now why your ancestor’s age on the 1911 Census probably doesn’t match up with
the age they had given in the 1901 Census.  They are probably a lot older
in 1911 and not ten years’ older as you would expect.   If you were trying
to qualify for the Old Age Pension and you had only a vague idea of your date
of birth, you would want to be as old as possible, wouldn’t you?”

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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6RSFMowDidI&feature=youtu.be

This is a video of Moyvane Vintage Day and Walk 2013. They had a great time in spite of the weather.

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A few corrections

As they say in all the best publications, it is my policy to correct errors when they are made known to me.

So here goes : 

The Listowel thespians who won in Athlone in 1959 were The Listowel Drama Group. The Listowel Players came much later.

Brendan Carroll was from Carroll’s Drapery and not Carroll Heneghans.

Cecile was Tasty Cotters daughter, not his sister as I stated.

John O’Flaherty came from Colbert Street.

An additional piece of backround information about the photograph has also come to light. The photograph was taken outside the Dáil. Dan Moloney T.D. (on the far right in front) had invited the Drama Group to lunch to celebrate the great win.

Lyre School 1953, Vintage Monday and Bord na Mona

Bill Murphy sent us this photo of his class in Lyreacrompane school in 1953. With the help of his niece, Kate Murphy MacMahon he has found all the names and even a photo of the page in the roll book with his name in Irish.

Bill is visiting North Kerry at the moment so maybe he will have a few more photos or memories to share.

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This photograph was taken in Dublin sometime in the 1940s. It shows a consingment of tractors on their way to Bord na Mona. In case you are wondering, I have no idea how they got them on and off.

This is a Ferguson machine, turning sod turf. Turning sods by hand, as many of my readers will know, is backbreaking drudgery. This machine revolutionised the turning process, marking one of the steps in the change that saw men replaced by machines on our bogs.

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Some more photos from Vintage Day in town.

Car enthusiasts might like this from the Limerick Leader 1913

Back then motoring was hard work.

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Nothing like a photograph of a photographer except maybe a photograph of 2 photographers. John Kelliher and Denis Carroll were recording it all on Vintage Monday.

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This beautiful baptismal font has been stolen this week from a ruined church in Co. Meath.

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