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1975 Monaghan Street People

June 8, 2020February 1, 2005 by John McCullagh

1 Terence Murphy

Noelle Murphy

3A Jacinta Crimmins

James Crimmins

Kathleen Crimmins

James Crimmins (Jnr)

15 Mary J McCullough

Ester A McCullough

19A Rhoda Patton

John Patton

Kevin Woods

Josephine Woods

19C Patrick McAleavey

Martin McAleavey

Joseph McAleavey

Michael McAleavey

Christina McAleavey

33 Mary M Savage

Henry Savage

Margaret Savage

35 Julia McArdle

Margaret McArdle

Bridget McArdle

Rose McArdle

2 Canice McGovern

4 Philomena McNamee

Owen McNamee

Adeline McNamee

Nora McNamee

Eugene McNamee

Hugh McCrink

Kathleen McCrink

8 Stephen Downey

Mary Downey

Thomas Downey

10 Michael McArdle

18 Wilhelmina Davison

22 Bernard McKinley

22 Susan McKinley

24 Richard Palmer

Bernadette Palmer

26 Catherine Connell

Patrick Connell

Margaret Connell

41 Anna McAlinden

Gerard McAlinden

Christina McAlinden

51 Rose McMahon

55 Thomas Crawley

Isabel Crawley

Patrick Crawley

Patricia Crawley

Benedict Crawley

71 Peter O’Hare

Josephine Eames

73 Mary McAnulty

Maurice McAnulty

Mary Ruddy

Patrick Ruddy

81 Winifred Mulvaney

32 John Gorman

Teresa Gorman

34 Maureen McParland

John McParland

Teresa McParland

36 Patrick Brady

Mary Brady

40 Mary McParland

Patrick McParland

44 Peter McAteer

50 Hylda McNeill

Alexander McNeill

52 John Aiken

John Aiken (Jnr)

56 Magdalene Rodgers

Mary Rodgers

Oliver Rodgers

Patricia Rodgers

Peter B Rodgers

Peter Rodgers

Raymond Rodgers

Michael Mallin Park

June 8, 2020February 1, 2005 by John McCullagh

What little remains of the sparse contribution of the Irish Citizens Association may lie in a few street names in the West Ward of Newry. Everyone has heard of James Connolly (of James Connolly Park, off Patrick Street) but who was Michael Mallin of the adjacent Park?

Meadow: Blackberry Season

June 9, 2020November 21, 2004 by John McCullagh

‘To everything, there is a season

And a time to every purpose under heaven.’

Cecil St: 2: Frank Hall

June 9, 2020September 30, 2004 by John McCullagh

Jack Brady.. the name and face have just flashed across my mind. He was a carpenter by trade, when there was any carpentry to do.

Cecil Street: 1 :Frank Hall

June 9, 2020September 29, 2004 by John McCullagh

Frank Hall, one-time Newry draper and later RTE radio personality recalled his young days in The Valley, Newry’s Cecil Street.

Meadow: Conker Season

June 9, 2020September 10, 2004 by John McCullagh

I never met anybody who fully understood the vagaries of our changing childhood ‘seasons’.

Still their coming and passing were universally respected and seldom went challenged.

High Street Memories

June 9, 2020September 1, 2004 by John McCullagh

I was born in High Street many years ago

Opposite the convent where to school I used to go

My mother had a small shop that was open eight till late

When the neighbours bought their groceries

They could put them on the slate.

Fitzpatricks lived just up from us, theirs was a house of fun

Barney, Nellie, Conleth – and Bernie their only son

Patricia was my best friend, we played in the open air

With the Markeys and the Turleys who came up from the Square.

We didn’t have the fancy toys that children have today

A rope around the lamp-post gave us many hours of play

Or we called for Maureen Grogan who lived just up the street

And we visited her aunt Maggie’s house, that was indeed a treat.

For Maggie told us stories of many years ago

Of banshees and of fairies and of things we didn’t know

We tried not to believe her but we were always scared

So we all sat close together, it was best to be prepared.

And then we had Miss Ethel and for weeks she worked with us

Teaching us how to act and sing with the minimum of fuss

For we were from the Windmill and Top Talents we could win

And the Parochial Hall was packed each night when we got up to sing.

Oh the memories are many and the years just drop away

When I think back to my childhood and the games I used to play

And the neighbours that we lived beside who always helped each other

If someone was in trouble then nothing was a bother.

And now if I meet someone new they’ll very often say

‘Were you born in Newry, of did you come to stay?’

And I will always answer them, ‘Yes, Newry is my town

And I am very proud of that and the roots that I’ve put down’.

For I was born in High Street many years ago

And that’s the best street in the town I think you ought to know

And though we’re now a city with buildings new and tall

I’m glad to say that High Street has hardly changed at all.

Though the faces now are ageing and many are long since gone

That happy, friendly atmosphere is every bit as strong

As it was when I was growing up all those years ago

Opposite the Convent where to school I used to go.

The Stranger

June 9, 2020July 20, 2004 by John McCullagh

As she stepped off the coach it started to rain. She didn’t mind. She was home ………home again after so many long years away. It would take more than the weather to dampen her spirits! And anyway, it wasn’t really proper rain! It was a fine soft drizzle and as she lifted her face to the sky, it felt warm on her skin.

She collected her luggage and moved quickly to the river wall.

Omeath Summers: Fabian

June 9, 2020June 25, 2004 by John McCullagh

‘When the school holidays came,’ Fabian went on, ‘we would set off by pony and trap to Omeath. My father operated a jaunting-car to Calvery and sometimes even to Carlingford at the weekends.