Fr. Philip Dennehy

Fr. Philip is dead. The news of the passing of the Pastor Emeritus passed quickly through St. Michael’s parish. There was sadness at the passing of a much loved priest who had lived among the parishioners of the south Kildare parish for all but 20 years of his 67 year long priesthood. Fr. Philip was first appointed curate of St. Michael’s in 1955, eight years after his ordination and after having spent some years a chaplain in Our Lady of Lourdes Hospital in Dun Laoghaire and in St. Mary’s Hospital, Phoenix Park, as well as six years as curate in East Wall and later in Valleymount. I first met the then young Fr. Dennehy when following the road accident which resulted in the death of my 21-year-old brother Seamus he called to No. 5 Offaly Street to comfort my parents. Philip Dennehy, born on 27th March 1931 in Middleton, Co. Cork, the son of a Garda, was to live in a number of Irish towns as he grew up, each new address marking another step in his father’s advancement up the ranks of the Garda Siochana. At the age of two he moved to Tramore, later to Limerick City and finally to Roscommon. Philip Dennehy, who had six sisters and one brother, attended the Christian Brothers Schools in Tramore and Limerick, ending his secondary schooling in St. Brendan’s College, Killarney. Both his parents were born in Co. Kerry and as he once told me his County allegiance was somewhat difficult given his almost nomadic early lifestyle. However, he acknowledged a sneaky regard for his County Kerry ancestry, the County where both of his parents were born and where the vast majority of his relations came from. It was as a schoolboy in Roscommon where his father was a Garda Chief Superintendent that his priestly vocation first emerged. After finishing his Leaving Certificate in St. Brendan’s College in 1948 he entered the seminary of Clonliffe College in Dublin. He graduated with a Bachelor of Arts degree from the University College of Dublin before transferring to Maynooth College where he was ordained on 4th June 1955. Fr. Dennehy first arrived in Athy as a young curate in 1963 to join the clergy team lead by Parish Priest Rev. Vincent Steen, which team included Fr. Frank Mitchell C.C. and Fr. Joe Corbett C.C. He participated in the ceremonies on 19th April 1964 when the Archbishop of Dublin John McQuaid blessed and dedicated the new Parish Church to St. Michael. Fr. Dennehy remained as a curate in Athy for ten years before transferring in 1973 to James’s Street, Dublin from where he moved to Corduff five years later. In 1979 he was appointed administrator of Mountview and a year later appointed Parish Priest of the same parish where he remained for five years before coming to Athy as Parish Priest in 1985. Ten years later I wrote of Fr. Dennehy on the occasion of the 40th anniversary of his ordination:- ‘Sunday is the most important day in the weekly calendar for all Christians. For a clergyman it assumes perhaps even greater significance when viewed as an opportunity to address his congregation other than on an individual basis. However, the average sermon or homily can sometimes seem strained and perhaps even less than relevant in the context of the modern world but never when the words are those of the man who is the subject of today’s article. Fr. Philip Dennehy, Parish Priest of Athy, has a most eloquent if sometimes understated way of putting his thoughts before his parishioners. The obvious attention and care which goes into the preparation of his homilies is reflected in the meaningful words designed to help his congregation to come closer to God.’ On Saturday 4th June 2005 the parishioners of St. Michael’s came together to celebrate with Fr. Dennehy the 50th anniversary of his ordination with Mass in the Parish Church, followed by a reception at the G.A.A. centre at Geraldine Park. He retired as Parish Priest in 2006 and was then appointed Pastor Emeritus of St. Michael’s Parish. As a clergy man who took things at face value Fr. Dennehy refused to delve too deeply into people’s motives, always prepared to assume the best of intentions for every act, charitable or otherwise. Conscious of the excessively strong role of the old-style Parish Priest of another era, Fr. Dennehy always adopted an easy-going attitude in his contacts with members of his congregation. Recognising the important role of the laity he sought to motivate people within the Parish to do what they can for themselves. His common sense approach in all things underscored his belief that as a Parish Priest he was not an authority on everything. To him so called experts were suspect, common sense being the most useful tool in dealing with most situations. Fr. Dennehy’s time in Athy was marked with many happy events, many achievements and inevitably some sad occasions. Above all as a Pastor he shared the joys and burdens of his parishioners at all times expressing in action the words of the Gospel he preached every Sunday. Fr. Philip Dennehy, who died on 31st January 2022, was buried in Ballygunner, Co. Waterford with his parents following requiem mass in St. Michael’s Parish Church, Athy at 11am on 3rd February 2022.

Dublin book shops

The recent closure of Chapters book shop in Dublin adds to the growing list of second hand book shops which have shut their doors in recent years. I remember Webbs book shops which were to be found in the 1960s on Bachelor’s Walk and Aston Quay, Dublin. That second mentioned book shop had book stalls outside the shop with well stacked book shelves inside. Its companion shop on Bachelor’s Walk closed some time before the other premises and their closure marked the end of the quayside bookshops which were once so popular in Dublin. For a book vulture like myself the years I spent in Dublin were particularly enjoyable. I worked in Baggot Street, close to Parsons book shop on Baggot Bridge which had become a Dublin literary landmark under the guidance of its owner May O’Flaherty. May, who started the book shop in the late 1940s, was always known as Miss O’Flaherty and with her behind the counter was the County Galway native, Mary King. Both appeared to be of a similar age and for book buyers they were founts of literary knowledge, ever helpful and enthusiastically advising of the works of Irish writers of merit. It was in Parsons that I met Mary Lavin, a gracious woman and a wonderful writer as well as observing, but not approaching, the poet Paddy Kavanagh on one of his regular visits to May O’Flaherty’s emporium. Parsons wasn’t a second-hand book shop but I do recall Miss O’Flaherty’s interest in the writings of Mervyn Wall and her acquisition of many remaindered copies of his books which she encouraged all and sundry to read. The aging Liam O’Flaherty who lived in nearby Court apartments was a very occasional visitor to Parsons and after I met him there he generously signed for me copies of all of his books about two years before he died. Parsons closed in 1989, while another second hand book shop which I visited at least twice a week lasted for another few more years. This was Greene’s book shop in Clare Street which was a second hand book shop with a Post Office on the ground floor and book shelves on the stairway leading to two second hand book filled rooms on the first floor. It was a wonderful place to spend one’s lunch hour and provided many exciting book finds during the 10 years I worked in the Baggot Street office. Sadly Greene’s book shop closed some years ago, as did Fred Hanna’s on Nassau Street directly opposite Trinity College. Hanna’s was a new and second hand book shop, presided over by Fred Hanna who died 11 years ago. The book shop was opened in the 1840s and taken over by Fred’s grandfather in 1907. Fred joined the business in 1951 and remembers his father who had succeeded his own father in the business buying up a substantial part of the Carton library from the Duke of Leinster. I recall attending book signings in Hanna’s by Edna O’Brien in the late 1970s and buying second hand Seamus Heaney signed books long before Hanna’s book shop closed in 1999. Another wonderful second hand book shop was Carraig book shop of Blackrock, Co. Dublin founded by Alfred Day in 1968. Carraig Books closed down in the early part of 2020 but I understand it is still carrying on business online. One of the most famous Irish book dealers of recent times was Kennys of Galway who withdrew from their High Street premises some years ago and are now to be found in an industrial estate on the Tuam Road, Galway. Galway is also home to Charlie Byrne’s book shop in Middle Street, a highly regarded second hand book shop which is probably entitled to be called the most interesting and best shop of its kind in Ireland. Charlie Byrne from County Longford trained as an archaeologist and first set up a book shop which I remember many years ago in Dominic Street, Galway. Charlie Byrnes has now become a Galway literary landmark in the same way as Kennys was some years ago when located on High Street. For the bibliophiles the opportunity to satisfy his or her search for second hand books is becoming more and more difficult. However, the loss of second hand book shops has in some way been softened by the holding of book fairs which were understandably not held during Covid 19. The Dublin book fair is a monthly event, while the Belfast and Cork book fairs are major annual events. Other book fairs are held annually in Fethard and Wexford, while the annual Graiguenamanagh book fair extending over a weekend is another event which attracts a lot of visitors to the County Kilkenny village. As the second hand book shops close a new retailing experience is opening up with the advent of charity book shops. Oxfam book shop in Parliament Street Dublin and a smaller Oxfam unit in Rathmines are worth a visit. Here in Athy we have the Lions Book Shop, opened approximately 10 years ago, where Alice Rowan works as a volunteer on behalf of the Lions Club. It provides a much-needed place for recycling books no longer required and by doing so helping Athy Lions Club charities while giving adults and young persons alike the opportunity to acquire reading material at extremely reasonable prices.

Policing and crime in early 19th century Athy

Throughout the greater part of the 19th century the dark clouds of unemployment hung over Athy. The closure of the tanyards and the winding down of the local breweries left a void which remained unfilled for many decades. Athy was a poor town in the midst of a rich countryside. Throughout the 19th century it was to be home to generations of unemployed men who with their families lived in the unfit hovels which lined it’s lanes and alleyways. Unemployment and wretched living conditions nourished the seeds of social discontent and criminality which surfaced from time to time during the first half of the 19th century. One notable crime recorded occurred on 2nd February 1801 when Joseph Higginbotham, farmer of Narraghmore, was murdered by one Christopher Duffy at Boleybeg and following the Coroner’s inquest it was found that James Johnson of Ballitore conspired with Duffy to murder Higginbotham. The Peace Preservation Force instituted by Robert Peel in September 1814 was the forerunner of modern police forces. A heavily armed force drawn mainly from the ranks of the militia and ex-soldiers, its operations sometimes gave cause for public complaint. On October 22nd 1817 Thomas Fitzgerald, the Geraldine based magistrate, forwarded to Dublin Castle the sworn affidavit of Thomas Noud of Kilmead concerning outrages committed by the new force. The replacement by the Peace Preservation Force of the local yeomanry, whose knowledge of their own locality was invaluable in combating crime, gave the locals greater scope for illegal nocturnal activities. Such activities grew in frequency and a number of incidents in and around Athy in August 1818 were the first indication of the resurgence of ribbonmen activity in south Kildare. Early in 1822 an attempt was made to burn the Athy Gaol for which a conviction was secured against a hapless individual the following March. Around this time the Peace Preservation Force was replaced by County Constabulary, a police force to which local magistrates retained the right of appointing constables and sub-constables. James Tandy, newly appointed Chief Magistrate of Police, residing at Annfield, Kilcullen was petitioned in October 1822 by some baronies to reduce the level of the police numbers in the county. The local landlords felt they were unable to finance from their own resources a large public force, whatever the consequences. However, Robert Rawson of Glassealy warned Tandy ‘that the emissaries of sedition are at work again as busy as ever …… I am assured there are regular meetings held now in this town (Athy) …… I have succeeded in dissuading the landholders of East Narragh from petitioning.’ The following years gave rise to sporadic outbursts of ribbonmen activity, such as the burning of the Athy residence of Chief Constable Dolman in 1825 for which two locals, Ging and Hutchinson were arrested. However, conditions in south Kildare had improved by 1828. Thereafter little of note occurred until 1830 when the house of Rev. Frederick Trench, Church of Ireland curate, was raided for arms when the Rev. gentleman was at Sunday Service. We are told that the raiders ‘were led by his wife quite peaceably through the dining room (where there were silver forks and spoons on the table) to his study where she opened a glass case in which were his arms, and a purse containing some money. They took away the arms, but touched nothing else.’ The ‘first green flag with white ribbon at the top of the pole ever I saw was on August 15th 1830’ wrote local man Charles Carey in his diary. It was apparently the only evidence of anti-government activity in the area at that time. The countryside had become more peaceful, no doubt due to the setting up of the county Constabulary. The general cessation of ribbonmen activities in and around Athy was marked by the first manifestation of union activity in the town. In 1832 the following notice was found posted near the Grand Canal in Athy. ‘T A K E N O T I C E From this day forward, that no man will be allowed to work in any boat without having regular wages 10/= per week. Any person or persons daring to violate this notice, will be visited by night by those people under the denomination of Whitefeet or Terry Alts. Any man putting us to the necessity of paying him a visit will be sorry; therefore any man who has not the above wages, let him not to attempt to leave Athy. I remain your humble servant Terry Alt.’ What effect this warning had on the boatmen of Athy we cannot now say. However, thereafter there was little or no local activity attributed to the ribbonmen or Terry Alts. Athy was to settle back into the murky backwaters of provincial life which in the first half of the 19th century involved continued squalor and poverty for a large proportion of its population.

the sinking of the steamer Queen Victoria February 1853

The Leinster Express of the 12th February 1853 carried the following report ‘Mrs. Walsh, Athy drowned on the sinking of the steamer Queen Victoria in Dublin Bay on a trip from Liverpool to Dublin.’ Mrs. Walsh, whom I have been unable to identify, was survived by her husband when the ship sank. The Queen Victoria was a wooden hull ship powered by two steam engines which was built in Glasgow for the City of Dublin Steam Packet Company just fifteen years earlier. It left Liverpool on the night of 14th February with approximately 100 passengers and as it approached the Irish coast it was met by a heavy snowstorm which reduced visibility. The ship struck Howth Head at about 2.00 a.m. on the 15th February and the Captain, who was a sailor of much experience, not realising the extent of the damage felt that the ship could safely reach the Harbour. The damage to the ship was more extensive than he thought and it quickly began to take in water. The Freeman’s Journal reported ‘The Cabin passengers were in bed and had been wakened by the shock rushed half-dressed upon the deck found the ship fast going down.’ The Queen Victoria sank within fifteen minutes and about one hundred yards south of the Baily Lighthouse. Approximately eighty-three passengers and crew including the ship’s captain went down with the ship. The survivors managed to reach shore in a lifeboat which rescued seventeen passengers while more survivors, including Mrs. Walsh’s husband, were picked up by the crew of the Roscommon which went to the aid of the stricken ship. In my search for the full name and address of the unfortunate Mrs. Walsh, I enlisted the help of Clem Roche who identified three Mrs. Murphys in Athy in the years immediately following the Great Famine. Sarah Murphy, Charlotte Murphy and Anne Murphy were all married in St. Michael’s Church Athy and strangely their husbands all bore the same name Michael Walsh. The search for the victim of the Baily lighthouse tragedy continues. On the day the Queen Victoria sank, the new Jail on the Carlow Road in Athy housed forty-eight prisoners. Drunkenness, particularly among females, was the principal reason for incarceration while a later prison report claimed ‘loose women from the Curragh swelled the prison numbers.’ In the years immediately following the Great Famine, Athy began to adopt the commercial sophistication of an inland market town. Side by side with the unemployed poor of the town was a thriving commercial community while nearby were to be found some of the wealthiest farmers in Leinster. Seven years earlier a directory listed no less than eight blacksmiths with forges in the town and ten boot and shoemakers. Other craftsmen in Athy included a tin plate worker in Duke Street, the same street which was home to James Doyle, a tanner. Eight tailors had businesses in the town’s principal streets, Duke Street and Leinster Street with two tailors operating from Preston’s Gate. That street now known as Offaly Street was also home to a saddler’s shop and it was there that Margaret Langton carried on business as a Dressmaker. Even at a time when book publishing was in its infancy, Athy boasted a book seller in John Lahee of Duke Street while Pawn Brokers, Peter Prendergast and John Rooney both of Duke Street catered for the needs of the town’s poor. Amongst Lahee’s customers must surely have been members of the Mechanics Institute formed the same year as Mrs. Walsh’s death in Dublin Bay. The Mechanics Institute evolved from the earlier established Athy Literary and Scientific Institute which was founded in 1849. It had a reading room in the Town Hall where the English and Irish papers were available to members. 1853 for Athy was a year marked by the tragic drowning of the as yet unidentified local woman. It was also the year the town and its hinterland began to reap the benefits which were expected to accrue to a developing market town. Banking facilities in Athy, which were provided by a branch of the Tipperary Bank since the 1840s, were extended with the opening of a branch of the National Bank in or about 1850. The Hibernian Bank opened its Athy branch in March 1856 following the closure of the Tipperary Bank. The following year the foundation stone of Athy’s Gasworks was laid while the corn exchange in the Market Square opened for business on the 6th October 1857. The settlers town of Athy was emerging in 1853 with confidence from the aftermath of the Great Famine but for one household in Athy the loss of life on the Queen Victoria presage difficult times ahead not just for one family but for an entire community living in the shadows of Whites Castle on the River Barrow.

Dan Carbery's pocket watch

This week’s Eye is given over to a pocket watch story of the Carbery family written by Dan Carbery, formerly of St. John’s, Athy. I am a pocket watch. I was manufactured circa 1820/’21 and am typical of watches of the day measuring about 50 mm in diameter, weighing 160 grams and enclosed in a protective metal outer case. To ensure that I continue operating my spring mechanism needs to be charged every day which is done by winding my main spring with a key through the window in my back. The time is set by using the same key on the front centre post of the watch. As a result I am known as a key wind and key set watch. Compared to watches of today it is like contrasting a model T Ford to a modern-day Ferrari sports car. I am still working and telling the time in 2022, over two hundred years after I started providing time to my owner, or owners to be exact. I have had five generations of keepers and helped regulate the lives of most, all bearing the same name, Daniel Carbery. My first owner’s name and date of acquisition is inscribed on the back of the watch. In 1821 I was purchased by or presented to Daniel Carbery who was born in 1784. We will call him Dan(1) to differentiate between him and the other Carbery men with the name Daniel through the generations. He was 37 at the time and had come as a child with his widowed mother and brother John from Edenderry, Co. Offaly to live with his uncle and wife, the Murphys, near Athy. I was possibly purchased from and made by either Thomas Plewman of Athy, or W.P. St. John of Duke St., Athy. The brothers lived and worked a small rented farm near Brackna Woods close to the Bleeding Horse pub on the Athy/Stradbally road with their uncle, and were also carpenters. On the death of his uncle Dan and his family moved to Mullenroe, Ballintubbert, Co. Laois and rented a 12 acre farm homestead and outbuildings for £13-13-0 per annum. Dan married Sarah (nee Lawlor) and they had 12 children. He farmed the land and worked as a carpenter until his death in 1860. On the death of Dan(1) in 1860 the farm and half his carpentry tools were left to his son John, the remaining tools and me, the watch, going to his younger son Dan(2). Upon marrying a local teacher Kate Dunne, we lived in Kellyville, Co. Laois initially. They had eight children, five boys (including Dan(3)) and three girls and after a number of years moved 6 miles to Luggacurran, renting a house with 3 acres from Lord Lansdowne for 4 pounds sterling a year. They opened a shop in the house and worked ‘the farm’. In addition Dan(2) did a lot of building/carpentry work for the Lansdowne estate. In the mid/late 1870s Dan(2) was asked by Lord Lansdowne to build a house for a friend of his in Rosdohan, Sneem, Co. Kerry. A new type of concrete made from Portland cement was recently invented and the father of all modern concrete was specified for the construction of the house. Before engaging in this new work Dan(2) and I went to London to become acquainted with this wondrous new material. On completion of the house, which took about two years, the family and I returned to Luggacurran. On their return to Luggacurran the family prospered. It was during this time that the Land League, under Michael Davitt, became very effective and Daniel was an active member of the Land League. In 1885/’86 Lord Lansdowne’s tenants in Luggacurran stopped paying rent. Lansdowne tolerated the withholding of rent until 1887 and then decided to evict his nonpaying tenants starting with Denis Kilbride and William Dunne, major land holders. And so the infamous Luggacurran evictions began. They occurred on a regular basis over the next two years but the eviction of Daniel and 30 of his neighbours did not take place until 2nd June 1889. With the help of carpenters Pat Knowles and Bill Breen, Dan Carbery built 21 temporary timber huts in the field beside the Luggacurran Church. The settlement became known as ‘Campaign Square’. Dan, Kate and family lived in one of the huts for a short period before packing up all their belongings in horse and carts and walking 6/7 miles into Athy to start a new life. When the family moved to Athy Dan set up as a full-time builder. The first house we moved into was in Stanhope Street opposite St. Michael’s Church and then No. 1 Emily Square. In 1896 a detached two storey house, St. John’s, came on the market together with its adjoining yard and mill house. Dan wanted the house and Matt Minch the mill and yard. Matt by agreement made the only bid of 100 pounds, so Dan split the costs and got St. Johns House for 50 pounds. Dan set about putting on a second floor to cater for his eight children. Years later it was recognised by one of the family that the additional story was an exact replica of the top story of the house he had built in the 1870s in Sneem, Co. Kerry for the friend of Lord Lansdowne. Dan(2) died in 1896 and his son, my new owner Dan(3), completed the renovations of the house. Dan(3) married Pauline Woods from Newbridge and they reared eight children in St. Johns, the eldest also called Dan(4). The building business prospered under Dan(3) and branches were established in Carlow and Kildare, run by his brothers Peter and Dennis. After a successful life in the building industry in Athy Dan(3) died in 1949, being predeceased by Pauline in 1938. After the death of Dan(3) I was retired. Dan(4), eldest son of Dan(3), lived in Carlow and ran the building business with his brother Joe who lived in Athy. He preferred a wrist watch so after a number of years I was taken over by my current minder and fifth generation Carbery with the name Daniel.

Irish miscarriages of Justice

Just before Christmas President Michael D. Higgins signed a posthumous presidential pardon for John Twiss who was executed in Cork prison on 9th February 1895. This was the fifth presidential pardon granted since the country was declared a Republic in 1937. Twiss was a member of the Moonlighters whose physical force activities were directed against 19th century Irish landlordism. James Donovan, an ‘Emergency’ man who was caretaking a farm from which tenants had been evicted, was attacked and killed on the night of 21st April 1894 at Glenlara in the Pass of Kerry. The local R.I.C. investigated the crime and soon arrested Eugene O’Keeffe and John Twiss who was known to be associated with the Moonlighters and who had served terms in jail for his moonlighting activities. They were tried separately and the first trial saw O’Keeffe walking free following a not guilty verdict. John Twiss was of Palatine stock, a descendent of the refugees from the Palatinate of the Rhine who had settled in Ireland and particularly in west Limerick in the 18th century. His trial took place in Cork starting on 7th January 1895 before the Chief Baron Christopher Palles, described as one of the most popular judges in Ireland. By all accounts the Judge’s summing up for the jury was fair and balanced but he was not to know that the R.I.C. had improperly secured a witness since O’Keeffe’s trial who claimed to have identified Twiss near the scene on the night of the murder. The witness later claimed he was drunk when he signed his statement, but it was his statement allegedly created by the R.I.C. which resulted in a guilty verdict for John Twiss. The trial was an example of a great wrong caused by either inept, dishonest or corrupt policing practices. Harry Gleeson was a 38 year old Tipperary farmer who was hanged in 1941 for the murder of an unmarried mother of seven, Mary McCarthy. Mary, who like her mother turned to prostitution to escape abject poverty, was believed to have children by seven different men, the last having been born 6 months before she was murdered. On the morning of 22nd of November 1940 Harry Gleeson discovered Mary McCarthy’s body lying in a field at New Inn, Co. Tipperary. He immediately reported same to the local Garda Station but soon found himself the centre of a subsequent police investigation. He was eventually tried before Mr. Justice Martin Maguire of whom Gleeson’s Counsel Sean McBride wrote, ‘from the word go the trial Judge had taken the bit between his teeth and decided that the accused was guilty and should be convicted. He was prejudiced against my client.’ Another element of the trial which led to the wrongful conviction and the execution of Harry Gleeson was Garda fabrication of evidence prejudicial to Gleeson. The Gardai encouraged witnesses to make false statements and beat one witness, Tommy Reid, who had provided an alibi for Gleeson in order to get him to change his statement. Superintendent Mahony who was in charge of the murder investigation wrote to the Department of Justice following Gleeson’s conviction while the Minister for Justice was considering a reprieve stating ‘Gleeson is the type of man capable of committing the crime, there can be no doubt. He is possibly something of a sadist.’ This was not a view shared by Gleeson’s counsel, Sean McBride, or by the Mountjoy jail chaplain Fr. John Kelly who was with Gleeson in the days and hours before his execution. The chaplain’s note of his meeting with the prisoner painted an entirely different picture of Harry Gleeson which current Department of Justice officials acknowledge ‘portrayed Mr. Gleeson in a different light to the Garda Superintendent’s assessment.’ Harry Gleeson, an innocent man, was hanged by Albert Pierrepoint on 23rd April 1941 in Mountjoy jail. His conviction and death were a sorry indictment of faulty justice and policing systems as they existed over 80 years ago. Gleeson was granted a posthumous presidential pardon in December 2015. Nearer to our time another miscarriage of justice saw the conviction and jailing of Nicky Kelly for what was claimed to be his involvement in the Sallins train robbery in March 1976. Kelly was one of 26 members of the Irish Republican Socialists party arrested in connection with the robbery. Following his arrest Kelly was held in Garda custody for 60 hours during which time he suffered serious personal injury. Towards the end Kelly who up to then had denied any involvement in the robbery signed a false confession in order to prevent further beatings. Patrick McEntee S.C. at Kelly’s trial voiced his concern: ‘is the situation that in Ireland in 1978 we have to solemnly sit around and wait for a dead body in a police station before a reasonable doubt is raised? Robert Barr S.C. for the prosecution countered by claiming that ‘there must have been a most incredible conspiracy among the Garda Siochana to lie and prejudice themselves as well as to behave so disgracefully as is alleged against them. That is so enormous as to be patently absurd.’ The Special Criminal Court in recording its verdict apparently agreed with prosecuting counsel. Their guilty verdict was eventually overturned when Nicky Kelly received a presidential pardon in 1992. His highly publicised case was another example of unacceptable policing practices which were a hallmark of a minority of police officers in this State. Eight years after Kelly’s arrest the Kerry babies case unveiled yet another extraordinary example of Garda incompetence and allegations of false confessions and intimidation. As we approach the centenary of the foundation of the Garda Siochana we must record not only the excellent service of the many Gardai of the past and present, but also guard against a recurrence of those cases which brought shame on the Guardians of the Peace.

Shackleton's cabin

At midnight tonight a simple ceremony will take place at Letterfrack, Co. Galway. The purpose of the ceremony is to mark, to the hour, the centenary of the death of Ireland’s greatest ever Explorer. And unusually, while this iconic individual did not meet his death in Ireland, the place of their death has been in Ireland since 2015. I write, of course, of Ernest Shackleton, a native of Kilkea and Athy, County Kildare who in the early hours of the morning of the 5th January 1922 died on his ship, the Quest in South Georgia on the far side of the world. As many of my readers will know, the Shackleton Museum on Athy acquired the deck cabin from the Quest in 2016, the cabin in which Shackleton drew his last few breaths. This acquisition by the Shackleton Museum in Athy was the impetus for the planned re-development of the former Heritage Centre and transformation into the Shackleton Museum which we hope to see open in 2023. The cabin itself has been carefully conserved by the specialists at Conservation Letterfrack to return the cabin to how it looked the night Shackleton died. We are fortunate to have a good visual record of the cabin, as it was on Shackleton’s last voyage and also a good detailed description by one of the crew of Quest, a young boy scout called James Marr. Among his daily duties was to scrub out Shackleton’s cabin and he left an evocative description of it, “Don’t, please, carry away from these pages an impression of a sumptuous state room. This sea-bedroom was little better than a glorified packing case; it measured 7 feet by 6, and when you are in it you felt half afraid to draw full breath in case you carried something away or bust the bulkheads apart. The door of this cabin opened on the afterside; and on the port side was the bunk stretching the entire length of the room, with drawers beneath and a single porthole above. A small washstand stood against the forward bulkhead; shelves well filled with books on the starboard side, and a small collapsible chair completed the more elaborate furnishings. In addition, was a small, white enamelled cabinet with an oval mirror in the door, and an emergency oil lamp for use when the electricity supply gave out”. On the day before Shackleton died, he wrote poetically in his diary on his last night on earth. “In the darkening twilight, I saw a lone star hover, gemlike above the bay”. In the early hours of the 5th January he suffered a massive heart attack and died shortly afterwards. The Shackleton-Rowett Expedition, as it was known, would plough on for a few months after Shackleton’s death but ultimately the loss of the leader took much of the direction and impetus out of the voyage for the surviving crew members. One of the members of the crew, Leonard Hussey, accompanied Shackleton’s body back from South Georgia to South America where he was greeted by huge crowds in Uruguay where his body lay in state for a short period of time. His wife Emily, conscious that his heart had always been in the Polar regions directed that he should be buried in South Georgia facing towards the South Pole and he currently lies in a simple grave in the Whalers Cemetery in Grytviken in South Georgia. For many years, his grave was not marked but the ship Discovery on which he had served on his first polar expedition in 1901 to 1904 brought to the Falklands, in 1928, a headstone for erection over his grave. After being engraved there it was brought to South Georgia. Amongst the ships Officers present at this ceremony to mark the installation of the headstone was Francis K. Pease who was born on the Curragh, Co. Kildare and would later write of his impressions of the ceremony in his book ‘To the Ends of the Earth’. The small private ceremony taking place in Letterfrack just after midnight tonight will mark the centenary of Shackleton’s passing with the series of readings from Shackleton’s own publication such as the ‘Heart of the Antarctic’ and ‘South’ with a smattering of the poetry which he so loved. That gemlike star that Shackleton referred to in his last writings is the star Sirius and if you should find yourself awake just after midnight on the 5th January, perhaps you might step outside and cast your eyes skywards and see can you view the same star that the polar explorer and Irishman Ernest Shackleton saw on his last night on earth. I want to thank those generous people who left donations into my office for the Lions Club ‘Cash For Food Appeal’. Happy New Year to you all