Living History

John McCullagh May 8, 2012

Ed and Bria Herron, Newry teachers by profession and, long into their well-deserved retirement teachers still at Newry U3A, are among the most popular and the best-esteemed of that august body of lovely people.  Indeed they continue to this day to invest enormous energy and enthusiasm into their work, so much so that their French […]

John McCullagh August 22, 2011

            In the Old Chapel graveyard there is a family plot belonging to the O’Hare family. It is close to the spot where my wife’s family is interred. When we would go to visit that grave…

John McCullagh August 4, 2011

Confusion, after the calling-off of ‘manoeuvres’ by the Irish Volunteers leader Eoin McNeill, and the subsequent lack of manpower on that Easter Monday caused great confusion and consternation in the implementation of Plunkett’s IRB insurrection plans of 1916.  

John McCullagh June 17, 2011

Early in July 1916 some Volunteers from both North and South Camps were taken under escort to a nearby railway station. About 10.30 am some one hundred men were boarded, bound for London. 

John McCullagh June 14, 2011

  There were proper English soldiers from an adjoining camp who were occasionally sent as guards to watch over us. They became friendly with our men and often took letters to pass on for them. 

John McCullagh June 10, 2011

  The sentries were mostly over-age for war work. They carried shotguns. At night you could hear them call out each hour: ‘Number One. All is well!’

John McCullagh May 28, 2011

  It was, of course, at Frongach Internment Camp, Wales that Michael Collins made his preparations for the coming campaign, disciplining his men, plotting and planning the War of Independence that would inevitably follow. Rankin was to take his part. In his memoirs however, he does not detail this, closing with his final release and return to […]

John McCullagh May 25, 2011

We had a black market going inside prison, thanks to corrupt warders. Our men would give two shillings to a warder, and he would smuggle in one shilling’s worth of food etc. I didn’t get to share in this bonanza until our solitary confinement (i.e. that of we fourteen ‘pilgrims’)  was over …  

John McCullagh May 22, 2011

  While we were in solitary confinement, our breakfast, consisting of cocoa and one small piece of dark bread, was served at 7.30 am by our own volunteers.