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Post by afcmoore on Dec 18, 2012 1:12:50 GMT
Hello Andrew. Well done Andrew my faith is restored and Norman has made contact. Thanks i do apologize for doubting you please forgive Wishing you a Merry Christmas & Happy New Year. Regards Ant.
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Post by kelly on Dec 18, 2012 9:40:16 GMT
Hi Ant it seems we both knew a lot of the same soldiers ,the amazing thing is that we can still remember some of our comrades after all these years, (before Tpr Bruno Brunell blows the final lights out for us on his trumpet) Do you remember him ? he was Plunkett Bks Trumpeter! and was the smartest dressed Tpr at that time, a happy christmas to you and your family and also the Curragh forum family, Ex Tpr Kelly 1St Armd Sqdn 53/54/55.
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Post by brendan oleary on Jan 14, 2013 22:26:10 GMT
I lived in the Plunkett end of O Higgins Tce No 9 :)gg Who lived where ? We lived in Plunkett Qrs. during mid. 5os to early 60s. Our neighbour was the well known Jimmy (Corky) Walsh. All that was a long time ago and as such it is reasonable to suspect that with the demise of Plunkett M.Qrs. etc. nobody remembers us. We can be contacted at Deecdeecon@aol.com. Con & Monica Dee (London, England) [/quot We lived in plunkett qrs. 50s. And60s:-) our neighbour. Was. Corky. Brendan O'Leary. Arklow. Wicklow
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Post by brendanoleary on Feb 3, 2013 21:56:43 GMT
I lived in the Plunkett end of O Higgins Tce No 9 :)gg Who lived where ? We lived in Plunkett Qrs. during mid. 5os to early 60s. Our neighbour was the well known Jimmy (Corky) Walsh. All that was a long time ago and as such it is reasonable to suspect that with the demise of Plunkett M.Qrs. etc. nobody remembers us. We can be contacted at Deecdeecon@aol.com. Con & Monica Dee (London, England) [/quot We lived in plunkett qrs. 50s. And60s:-) our neighbour. Was. Corky. Brendan O'Leary. Arklow. Wicklow
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Post by victoria dolan on May 12, 2013 18:22:10 GMT
my father(Thomas(tommy)Dolan)lived at Connolly Married Quarters,in around 1949 to maybe 1952??maybe some one might have known him,he has an older sister Mary(may)n younger brother Declan,his mother died in 1952 on the 4th july,his father was in the barracks,PTE Dolan John,some one might have remembered them????
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Post by andybrennan on May 12, 2013 20:42:23 GMT
Hi Victoria
Thomas P born 1949 registered Naas Declan J born 1951 also and Mary born 1948. registered Dublin South
If these are your then I will give you the rest of what I have and where I got them via PM or email you choose Regards Andy
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Post by andybrennan on May 12, 2013 21:07:23 GMT
Hi Victoria. Annie name is Annie Teresa wed a john Dolan your dad Thomas P Dolan
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Post by andybrennan on May 13, 2013 7:07:46 GMT
Victoria,
some of what I have does not add up but you can have it plus sources and tease it out with your daddy.
Andy
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Post by Joe o rourke on Jul 5, 2013 22:41:43 GMT
I lived in the Plunkett end of O Higgins Tce No 9 Who lived where ? I lived in 29 clarke tce.I left the curragh in 1973 one of then saddest days of my young life I have some great memories of living in the curragh
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Post by maryfarrell6 on Jul 25, 2014 12:02:26 GMT
We lived first in No9B(middle)block then 3A top block, and finally 10A block Pearse. Like so many of us one of the saddest days of my life. Broke my heart leaving everything,the memories,the quarters,community spirit,friends and the space and most of all the freedom behind. I've moved around lived in loads of different places,settled in made plenty of friends everywhere I moved and don't get me wrong was happy in each and every place. But nowhere even came close to that sense of belonging that was part and parcel of growing up in the Camp, I just assumed everywhere else was the same. Found out pretty quickly how wrong that was. We all know now that,that way of life,our way of life was unique to us the people of the Curragh. And I miss it so much. I know I'm not alone with that feeling. That saying every cloud and all that is true. Because I might have left the Curragh many,many,many moons ago. It never left me. It grabs hold of your heartstrings and holds on for dear life and never lets you go. Which is one Blessing I'll be eternally grateful for. And to still be able to be in contact with all my lovely Curragh friends and making new ones by the day on here and on fb really is the icing on the cake for me. Regards to All MaryF
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Post by livenowpraylater on Jul 25, 2014 17:51:25 GMT
Mary Farrell6.
the answer to the question you are pondering over "why".
Home is where the HEART or HEARTH is.
No matter what country we are in, we Irish say we are going "HOME".
And that other saying, "you can take Paddy from the bog, but you cant take bog from Paddy"
Ned.
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Post by andybrennan on Jul 27, 2014 9:35:19 GMT
Mary am fairly sure most who lived in quarters feel the same.
Andy
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Post by maryfarrell6 on Jul 27, 2014 18:50:44 GMT
Indeed you're right there Andy, That's very evident in the conversations we have when our little group meet up here. We all agree the best place to grow up, the best people, best childhood without a shadow of a doubt. We're just so happy to have found each other after all these years, we all get so much out of our little gatherings. Would never have been possible if it hadn't been for Matt setting up this great site. Made a lot of Curragh Camp exiles very happy. Concerning our good friend Ant last time we meet he was taking on a huge renovation project. He told us he would be off line for a long time as the internet would be the last thing going in. Hope that puts yours and Ned's mind at rest. MaryF
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Post by johnny1951 on Jul 30, 2014 21:31:27 GMT
Hi MaryF Glad to see you back on the forum, been playing catch up as of late and reading between the lines it appears that you were laid low for a while hopefully if this be true then You are back to full health pg, It is with great pride that I talk of all the good times we had as we grew up in and around the surrounds of the Curragh and the facilities that we had and the freedom to roam wherever we wanted to. Yesterday as myself and John Goff drove down the Camp we encountered a former resident of Pearse, Ann Callaghan on her daily stroll through the Camp, and as we chatted for over half an hour about the times we all spent as people of the Camp and pulling names of former people incidents dancing etc, if a stranger passed by they must of thought we were nuts with the laughter wailing from us. some of the guys at work get the grand tour from me of the camp and they would never even think that there is a wealth of history throughout the Camp and they are stunned when they see where all the married qtrs, once stood. and today i had a chap from work with me in the car ( whom is Danish by birth) he was delighted to get a trip around the place. so everyone and anyone that spent time either serving or living in The Curragh can have everlasting memories of the good times we all had even through good times and bad, everyone be good in health and keep well. bye for now Johnny
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Post by maryfarrell6 on Jul 31, 2014 10:24:49 GMT
Hello there Johnny, Your reading between the lines is pretty spot on. A bit of a bad run over the last year or so. But all's well at the moment tg. Was also having difficulties getting my head around accessing the forum. Seem to have cracked it now though. So I will be popping in and out on a more regular basis for now on. I know the sense of pride you're taking about when reminiscing about the Curragh and our lucky childhood! Same thing happens when our little group meet up over here. We always end up with people staring and smiling because of the nonstop stories and laughter. Great company to be in. Had the pleasure of introducing my eldest granddaughter to the joys,beauty,freedom and adventure of the Curragh Plains during the Easter holidays. She has grown up listening to all the stories of our escapades. Well we gave her and her cousins the opportunity to explore. Basically let go of the reins and watched as they proceeded to do exactly what we used to do. Walked in Dan's footsteps, ran up and down the Hollow(here they were mountaineers) over to the scramblers tracks(found some water here and suddenly they were fighting crocodiles and monsters) by this time they were covered in mud from top to tail. But we couldn't have cared less. Home that evening tired but happy,(the kids were exhausted to). After a long soak,the chattered on nonstop about the great day they'd had. We all slept soundly that night I can tell you. Next day guess where they wanted to go? You've got it so this time they were cowboys and Indians in the plantations on the Green road. Soldiers in that sentry box near Lumville. Pond dipping and fishing for tadpoles in Lough Bawn. Then became snipers crawling through the rushes.(any of this sounding familiar?) It was great to see the place is still able to evoke its magic on these third generation children. She loved it and is still telling her friends in London all about the adventures she had on the Curragh. and Can't wait to come back. We took so much enjoyment out of seeing the grandchildren literally walking in our footsteps. Made me feel young and carefree again. A magical time had by one and all. Best Regards MaryF.
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