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Visit of Michael D. Agnes Browne in her 105th year and the death of Anne Dillon

Visit of Uachtarán na hÉireann


President Michael D. Higgins visited Listowel to honour the Tidy Towns volunteers on Saturday May 25 2019. Here are a few photos from the great day in town.

The boys choir from Scoil Realta na Maidine sang My Silver River Feale for the president. He loved it.

 

 In The Square I met an artist friend of Olive Stack’s painting the occasion.

Local people, Seán Treacy, Mairead Divine, Esther Guerin, Mary Walshe, Carmel Griffin and Rachel Guerin waiting for the unveiling.

The girls of Presentation National School band played for the president .

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A Lady who Never Forgot Listowel


Maureen Barrett of Ballylongford has sent us this great story of her friend Agnes Browne of Listowel and Illinois.

This is the first part of the essay that Maureen wrote in July 7, 2017. 

(Second part of the story tomorrow)

 I will start with the fact that Mary Agnes (known her whole life as Agnes) Broderick formerly of Dirha East,  Listowel died January 12, 2017 in Tinley Park, Illinois at the wonderful age of 104-5 months short of being 105.

Agnes was born on June 30, 1912 to Dan and Nora Browne. Dan was the son of Daniel Browne (butcher of Listowel) and Catherine Lynch and Nora was the daughter of Jeremiah Mulvihill, Clounmacon (a farmer in Dirha) and Johanna Buckley. They were married on November 15th, 1908 in Listowel. They  had 9 children born in Listowel and 1 born in Chicago. They eventually lost 3 of their children-Margaret-3 yrs old died March1918 of croup, Jeremiah-11 months-died March 18th 1926 of whooping cough and Lillie-3 years died March 26tha week after her brother of whooping cough.  

The story was always told in the family that a gypsy came to the house when the children were sick and make a drink brewed from a weed from the bog for Agnes and that is what kept her from getting sick. The gypsy was never seen again. She remembered that a Sullivan family in Market Street lost 5 children at the time (this has not been verified). A relative of theirs, a Dr. Connor came from Dublin to help Dr.Dillon from Listowel with all the illness and he ordered that Agnes be removed from the house 

Dan Brown was very active in the fight for freedom of Ireland along side his neighbors Tom and Ned Pellican- the friendship between those 2 families has survived since then and this little story about Agnes is being written by a niece of Tom and Ned who now lives in Chicago-Maureen Barrett from Ballylongford. The story of the Brown family being evicted from their home and their neighbors building them a replacement house in one day is out there in stories from those terrible times. Dan Brown fought on the Republican side after The Treaty was signed . Agnes told me he was offered money and a job and suffered much at the hands of  those who were trying to get him to join the  other side but he refused. He was eventually convinced  by someone- “to give up trying to free Ireland as he had a family to take care of” so he gave up the fight and  in May 1925 he and his oldest daughter Catherine (Kay) left Ireland on the ship Republic arriving first in Boston and then New York where they then took a train to Chicago to stay with a relative, a Mrs.Kissane. I think she was his sister. Kay lived with another relative at another address. As Kay was underage she had to go to school in Chicago until she was 16.  

Dan worked for the railroad  I thinkit was decided that Nora would leave with the remaining children when Dan and Kay had got settled with jobs and a place to stay for the large family they had.  They were to emigrate  in April of 1926 but the death of  2 of their children from croup/bronchitis type illnesses in March of that year so devastated Nora that the trip was cancelled. Dan Brown wanted to come back home to Listowel to be with his wife after the death of their 2 children but was convinced that it was in the best interest of them all that he didn’t. So he stayed in Chicago and proceeded with plans for them to travel at a later date- Agnes shared with me that the only reason her mother survived the death of her children was that her friend  and neighbour  Mrs.Pellican and indeed all her friends on the road came and took over her home and children’s care because she couldn’t even get out of bed to face what had happened to her. 

The trip was eventually rescheduled and Nora and her remaining 5 children Johanna-16 y/o, Mary (Agnes) 14, Nora 9, Dan 7 and Bridget 5- left Listowel and sailed to New York on the Westphalia arriving in New York on October 11, 1926. With time some of them changed their names to more Americanized names and Johanna became-Joan, Bridget became  Eileen and Nora became Brenda.

Some of Agnes’s recollections of her trip were that it was  an exciting adventure. “the most beautiful time of their lives.” was her statement. They made friends with the cooks and enjoyed many treats that were new to children leaving Ireland. It was her first time seeing coloured ice cream. That was the one she remembers the most.They had a great time on the ship ran and played freely. She remembers a German girl they befriended even thought she didn’t speak English. She got lost on board the ship. She didn’t remember her being found. 

One of her sisters did consider staying at home with an aunt Margaret. I think she was Ray McAuliffe’s mother.  I’m not sure if that is correct but she changed her mind. Another one of the girls loved a Nurse Pierce who was in Listowel at that time and she wanted to stay with her. 

Agnes remembered staying with a relative in New York who had come from Ireland years earlier and Agnes was overwhelmed that that relative now had her own maid.  She remembered the maid was a Mrs.Foley and she couldn’t do enough for them while they stayed there. Her mother’s brother Jerry Mulvihill came to visit them while they were staying there and stayed the whole day. 

Dan Browne went to New York to bring the family back to Chicago. She remembered the excitement of taking a taxi to the train station. It was her first time seeing a colored person. He was the taxi driver. She remembers seeing the Statue of Liberty as they were leaving New York on the train.

She loved the US from the minute she arrived, loved the whole family being back together, loved going to school here. She was put back a few classes but the nuns were “lovely” to everybody, a change I am sure from what they left in Ireland. She wrote an essay in school and won a prize for it. 

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Bean Uasal agus Cara Imithe ar Shlí na Firinne


My lovely friend, Anne Dillon, would have liked this touch. It’s rarely now we see a black crepe on a door announcing a death and giving details of the funeral arrangements. In these days of R.I.P.ie and Radio Kerry death notices, Anne was still one for the old ways. She had a great respect for old customs.

Although she lived most of her life in town, Anne was a country woman at heart. She embodied the hard work ethic and neighbourliness of the country, She loved the old ways  and she had a great love of her home place, her family, her history and the Irish language. She was at her happiest at home in her own home with her beloved Liam.

Anne and Liam are two of the most hospitable people I have ever had the luck to have in my life. I worked beside Anne in Presentation Secondary School where we became firm friends. She was hugely supportive and understanding of me. She eased the burden of juggling a full time teaching job with a full time caring role for me in every way she could.

When we both retired, and especially after I lost Jim, Anne and Liam’s door was always open for me and I received the warmest of welcomes there always.

Anne was always stylish, dignified and caring. She bore her last illness with great fortitude  and patience. She was a loving mother and grandmother and a loyal and generous friend. I loved her dearly.

Braithfidh mé uaim í.

In happier times

Celtic Crosses and Racecourse Tipsters and Our Little Water problem

Photo; Chris Grayson

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The Celtic Cross

The Celtic cross is a form of Christian cross featuring a nimbus or ring that emerged in Ireland and Britain in the Early Middle Ages. A type of ringed cross, it became widespread through its use in the stone high crosses erected across the islands, especially in regions evangelized by Irish missionaries, from the 9th through the 12th centuries.

A staple of Insular art, the Celtic cross is essentially a Latin cross with a nimbus surrounding the intersection of the arms and stem. Scholars have debated its exact origins, but it is related to earlier crosses featuring rings. The form gained new popularity during the Celtic Revival of the 19th century; the name “Celtic cross” is a convention dating from that time. The shape, usually decorated with interlace and other motifs from Insular art, became popular for funerary monuments and other uses, and has remained so, spreading well beyond Ireland.  (Wikipedia)

Some of the many celtic crosses in St. Michael’s Graveyard, Listowel

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The old Presentation Primary School is demolished



Photo by Denis Carroll: July 19 1991

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Racecourse Tipsters  by John B. Keane



(continued from yesterday)


Racecourse tipping
calls for little or no skill. A peaked cap and a well-worn raincoat is the
usual attire and while a pinched face is an asset, it is not an absolute
necessity. An air of confidentiality also helps. The first practicing tipster I
knew managed to give the impression that he singled out only certain people for
his favours. Before making a sale, he would first look about to make sure that
nobody would know what was happening., thereby convincing the customer that if
too many people knew the identity of the horse the odds would not be
worthwhile. He might also hint that he was a dropout from a racing stable and
was possessed, as a result, of inside information. Throwaways like, “He was
nobbled last time out,” or “He likes it yielding,” or “He’s off today,” never
fail to impress prospective customers.

Now let us look at
the trade’s accouterments. These are simple and few, I am happy to report.
First, one must be able to read and write. Secondly, a large stock of notepaper
and envelopes is essential.

Now let us suppose
that there are nine horses in the first race. Let the tipster write the name of
each horse on a single sheet of notepaper and indicate whether it should be
backed for win, place or each way. Obviously hot favourites should be backed
only for a win. Outsiders should, of course be backed for places or each way.
Place each sheet of notepaper in its own envelope and seal the envelope. Place
the nine sealed envelopes in a larger envelope and indicate clearly that it
contains the entrants for the first race. Follow the same procedure for the
remaining races. Tips should be sold for roughly a pound apiece.

When all are not
sold, the unsold envelopes should be given away for nothing as it is absolutely
vital that all the envelopes be distributed. This guarantees a winner and three
placed horses in every race, which has sufficient runners for place betting.
Let us presume there is place betting on six races on the card. This means that
you will have tipped six winners and twelve placed horses. It also means that
there will be a substantial number of satisfied customers.

During the races
the tipster might repair to a bar and partake of a few bottles of stout and a
ham sandwich. He should always vacate the bar before the last race and place
himself in a conspicuous position near the main exit. There are certain risks
involved. A punter who may have plumped on a loser recommended by the tipster
may well seek physical redress. There is also bound to be heaps of abuse as
naturally he will have tipped far more losers than winners but these are
hazards of the trade and who wants a trade without hazards.

On the credit
side, there is also a good chance that those who have backed winners will not
be unmindful of the man who provided them. Those who back winners celebrate as
a rule with intoxicating liquor and it is widely held that intoxication breeds
generosity.

Racecourse tipping
is open to both sexes. In fact it is a calling at which a presentable female
might excel more than her male counterpart.

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New 2 You




This new second hand shop has opened for business in Market Street. They have everything  from large items of furniture to children’s toys. They have an association with Neurofibromatosis Ireland.

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Water Crisis brings out the Best in us



On Sunday last Sept 3 2017, we had a small water crisis when a pump broke down at the Listowel reservoir. Irish Water and the County Council were on it like a shot. The disruption to supply was kept to a minimum and by Monday we had tons of free bottled water available as well as the water from the tanks that had arrived on Sunday. Everyone helped vulnerable neighbours and hospitals and schools were kept supplied.

Listowel Town Square Monday September 4 2017

In the carpark opposite Listowel District Council offices

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Just a Thought



Last week I had the task of delivering you a thought for the day on Radio Kerry.

In case you missed me and would like to listen while the thoughts are still available online, here is the link

Just a Thought by Mary Cogan

Horse Fair July 6 2017 and Pres. Girls in the 1950s

Theresa Collins of Mallow Camera Club took this.

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What a Boyo, What an obituary!


Seán Mac an tSíthigh shared this on Twitter


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Sign over Mike the Pies


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Scenes from the July Horse Fair in Market Street




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Pres. Girls in the 1950s


This old photo has set ladies of a certain age talking.  I had forgotten that I had posted it twice already. Marie Neligan who originally sent the photo has named most of the girls as best she remembers them.

Back row: Eleanor Leahy,
Eileen Barrett,    ?      , Celia Carroll, Rose Healy Fitzmaurice,
? Walsh,   Marie Neligan,   Doreen Stack, Nora O’Keefe. ?

Middle row: Kathleen
Fitzgerald,    ?, Margaret Sheehan, Mary ?,    Phyllis Horgan, Kathleen Dunworth,   ? Beasley, Kathleen O’Keefe,  Cathy Mae Leahy, Maeve Maloney, ? Murphy.

Front row: Nora Barry,  Margaret Horgan, ?,   Noreen Mahoney,  Geraldine Reidy (visitor from the USA)   Patsy Hartnett,   Marie Buckley, Terry Buckley, Dympna Carroll.


The nun is Sr. Dympna 

These are the girls as
Marie Neligan remembers them and she estimates the year as 1953/54.

Helen O’Connor added this back in May.   “My sister, Delia Walsh, 6th from Top L – beside
Marie Nelligan (sender of photo).  Delia married Peter Spellman and lives
in Manchester.  Her grown up family lives there too. Delia and her husband
come home every year to Listowl/Ballybunion.  She remembers most of her
class in picture but doesn’t know where they are now. 

Eileen Barrett (neighbour of Delia Walsh), 2nd top
from L married Connie Leahy and continued living in Listowel, but unfortunately
died a few years ago.”

More of my Photos of Graham Norton’s Audience and an incident at the convent school in 1887

Bromore on National Media




Mike Flahive shared this photo of himself, his wife, Eilish and piper, Danny Houlihan with Cian McCormack of RTE

Rte reporter Cian McCormack is cycling along The Wild Atlantic Way. Yesterday Wednesday June 21 2017 he cycled through Tarbert where he visited the Bridewell and spoke to Joan Murphy about problems common to Tarbert and other struggling small towns. She mentioned rural broadband and lack of public transport as two of the problems besetting small towns up and down the country. Cian passed by the crooked cross and called in to Kennelly’s. Alan told him how Ballylongford had gone from a thriving village with each street fielding its own team in the street league to a place that now has to join with nearby village to make up one minor team. There is no new child enrolled in the local National School for the next school year.

Then Cian cycled along his merry way to Ballybunion and he talked to two people who are trying to do something about the decline. Local historian and 7 times all Ireland champion piper, Danny Houlihan and local farmer and entrepreneur, Mike Flahive, told him about their tourism offering.

The Bromore Cliff Walk is well worth a visit and you will get to meet Bart, “the friendliest horse in Ireland.”

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People I photographed on their way in to Graham Norton, Listowel Writers Week 2017




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Manchester Guardian Nov 2 1887


A few days ago I featured a letter to the Manchester Post concerning the inability of Listowel girls to sing God Save the Queen. The letter writer was reacting to the following story in The Manchester Guardian of November 2 1887.    (Paddy Keane did the research on this one)

Notes on Listowel

(from our special correspondent)

” There is in Listowel a great convent school where (the number is illegible) girls are being educated by the nuns. The peculiarity of such a school is that the lower and the middle classes are  mixed together in a way which would be impossible in England. With some English friends I went over the whole school.

We went into the big schoolroom and there we heard the girls read and I must say that for justness of intonation and clearness of expression I have never heard such good reading in any English school. They read out of Goldsmith’s Deserted Village and I noticed that the girl who was reading substituted Ireland for England in the line

“A time there was ere England’s griefs began.

When every rood of ground maintained its man.”

Lastly we had recitations and singing. A row of girls recited some patriotic lines, wearing the while a green flag. Their glowing eyes and their excited gestures showed how much they felt their words. After they had sung to us we asked if they could sing God save Ireland. There was no doubt as to the response. The sister in charge of the music instantly sat down at the piano and struck into the melody. The girls sang as if they wanted to lift themselves off the ground. When they had finished and were all aglow with excitement, we asked for one verse of God Save the Queen. Nobody knew it and it was clear that nobody cared to sing it. “They will sing it at some future time.” gently said the Mother Superior.”

St. Patrick’s Day 2017 Part 2

Doctor Foster went to Glouster

in a shower of rain

He stepped in a puddle

up to his middle

and never went there again.

Dr. Foster’s reaction always seemed a bit drastic to me. If he came to Listowel on March 17 2017, we definitely would have seen the last of him. It rained relentlessly all afternoon, but I soldiered on and snapped away to bring you more scenes from the parade.

I make no apologies for the overload of photos of rain soaked children. The least they deserve is a moment of recognition for their efforts.

The marching band is still going strong after 20 years.

The green fingernails are on the hand of Anne (O’Connor) Brosnan who teaches the music and drills the band year after year and you must remember that, unlike other bands, a school band is constantly losing valuable personnel and gaining new inexperienced members. Anne is a treasure in the town. She deserves more recognition.

Some familiar faces on the reviewing stand.

You can see determination written on the faces of these poor girls who had the unenviable task of holding flags aloft in the teeth of driving wind and rain

The Tidy Town crew were followed by Listowel Emmetts.

After the Emmetts we had scores of pupils from Presentation Primary School with a message for all of us.

I’ll have more tomorrow from rain soaked Listowel on St. Patrick’s Day 2017

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Meanwhile in Toronto




Bernard O’Connell shared this photo of the Kerry contingent in the Toronto parade.

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Your Help is Sought


Dear Listowel Connection,



Do you or any of your many subscribers have any old photographs of the staff of the Listowel Railway circa 1900’s. or from any musical society circa 1900’s.





Yours sincerely,



Thomas Sampson

16, Druids Court,

Druids Glen,

Newtownmountkennedy A63 CR68

County Wicklow.


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Sporting History was Made


 I know very little about football but I know a good photo when I see one and this one is priceless. It appeared on the front page of the Irish Examiner on Saturday March 18 2017 and it shows Colm Copper ,filled with delight as he races to embrace his trainer. Colm added the one medal that had eluded him throughout his career when he won a club championship medal with Dr. Crokes.

 John Stack, Billy Keane, Karen Trench and Eoin Liston were in good company at the match in Austin Stack’s Park, Tralee.                                   John Stack shared the photo on Facebook.

I don’t think so…..not on Saturday evening anyway.

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Meanwhile in Cheltenham


Healy Racing of Listowel got the very best picture of the great A.P. McCoy as he attended the unveiling of a statue to himself at this year’s Cheltenham festival of racing.

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