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Written by Maura (Maguire) Mallon
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Sunday, 01 May 2005 |
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While Newry was safe from German bomber air attack, Belfast was not so
lucky. On one of the worst nights of
bombing hundreds of people were killed and streets of houses ‘bombed out’. I was only five years of age at the time but
I remember the fire engines and the huge arcs of searchlights in the sky.

Many families blitzed out of Belfast came to Newry. Although some went back eventually to the
city, many others settled permanently in Newry.
The Americans entered the War after the Japanese
bombed Pearl Harbour. A contingent of G.Is arrived in Newry around 1942-3 and was billeted in
an old converted factory in Monaghan
Street. This was close to my home. The
cattle market which was located at the back of our hose was used as a drill
yard. My aunts and I used to sit at our
back upstairs window and watch the soldiers drill.
In the streets as they passed by they used to throw
‘candy’ and ‘gum’ to us kids. Some of my
classmates had older sisters or aunts who ‘fraternised’ with the ‘Yanks’ – as
the Newry folk called them. There were
several GI brides from the town – and many other young women who were left with
permanent souvenirs of the ‘occupation’. Some of the women of the town were not adverse to providing ‘comforts’
for the troops of any nationality. My
aunt told me years later of houses in Castle
Street used for this purpose. The ‘ladies’ concerned were known as
‘undercover girls’.
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