Tuesday, 9 May 2017

Athea, Holy Pictures, 1954 in Pres.and someone is planning a 75th birthday celebration.

Seamus Mulcahy, Blarney Camera Club's entry in The Rebel Cup photography competition


Away with the Fairies

When I was in Athea with my grandchildren, we visited the ducks on our way to Fairy Mountain.

Fairy Mountain was looking well. Bluebells and daisies were in bloom.

A new bug hotel has been constructed on the site of the old one which was vandalised last year.

Cróga, the fairy who takes away all your worries was burdened with the concerns of three little girls.

As we walked up the hill to the graveyard, we reminded ourselves of the legend of the giant and his mother. The graveyard in Athea is in a lovely hilltop location.


Holy pictures and The Rosary in the 1950's

(from Jim Costelloe's Asdee, A rural Miscellany)

In rural houses most kitchens had religious pictures decorating the walls and pride of place went to the picture of the Sacred Heart. This had the names of all the household enrolled on it and was authenticated by a priest. “ I will bless the house in which the picture of my sacred heard is exposed and honoured,” was the statement accredited to Our Lord in the picture. Also on the wall was the Sacred Heart lamp, a small paraffin oil lamp with a red globe and the women of the house ensured that it was always lighting. Inside the door at eye level was a holy water font and people leaving the house always blessed themselves from it. The Rosary was recited every night after the supper and every member of the family gave out a decade. If they did not have a rosary beads they used their fingers.

(Jim Costelloe's memories are finding a resonance with many people who are reading them on the blog. Marie Shaw remembered the old mass as well and she wrote;

"Loved reading about Mass in the fifties. My husband Joe and I were married at the last Latin mass in Holy Cross parish in Brooklyn NY on November 28th 1964. The next day was the beginning of the mass in English so I will never forget when the change occurred. I still miss the Latin as I was a member of the choir in St. Mary's as a teenager. Some memories never fade and are forever precious."


Convent Girls in 1954

Back Row: Eleanor Leahy, Eileen Barrett, ? McCarthy, Celia Carroll, Rose Healy-Fitzmaurice, ?Walsh, Marie Neligan (me), Doreen Stack, Nora O'Keefe, ? Enright.

Middle Row: Kathleen Fitzgerald, ? Noonan (not certain about that name)Margaret Sheehan Mary McElligott, Phyllis Horgan, Kathleen Dunworth, ? Beasley, ? O'Keefe, Maeve Moloney, ?Murphy, Dympna Hillard.

Front Row: Nora Barry, Margaret Horgan, Eileen? Lynch, Noreen Mahoney, Geraldine Reidy (an american girl visiting Listowel), Patricia Hartnett,Marie Buckley, Terry Buckley and of course Sr. Dympa

Marie Shaw sent me this photograph with these names and I posted it in 2014. Recently Helen O'Connor sent me this;

"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."


Presentation Secondary School is celebrating its 75 th Birthday

This is a photograph taken at a a reunion of the class of 1968. "The Convent" is giving a shoutout to those and all its other old girls. We are looking for your photographs of your days in secondary school. Your memories of school trips, operettas, debates, retreats etc., etc. are sought for a planned anniversary publication.

If you would like to contribute to this project, check out this Facebook page and send us a message.

Presentation 75


The Bodhrán Maker's Wife and Her Transport

Noreen Buckley alerted me to this photo which was being shared on the internet. It shows Bridge Road, Listowel and a young Mamie Gunn making her way home.

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