The annual summer visit to Limerick this year was marked by the turn of the key in the door of the house that is now the family home without my mother. I wrote about that feeling of absence many years ago, in a poem called Emptynest, on the death of my father, when we children […]
Memories of the Island Field
I was the first child born in the Island Field on August 29th 1935 at 76 St. Ita Street. I now reside in Canada. I went to Gerald Griffin, and Leamys before being incaserated in St. Josephs Industrial School, Glin. Frank McCourt and Malachy also went to Leamys and on top of that he has […]