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My Irish Grandmother: A Reader’s Letter from Ireland

Cobh, County Cork

Dear Grandma Margaret, ( or I guess Maggie as they used to call you!)

I know I never got the chance to meet you, since you passed just before I was born, but I felt your love through my father, and I hope you have felt my love right back.

After many years of researching my family and yours, I had the chance of a lifetime to visit the emerald isle called Ireland! I couldn’t believe anyone would want to leave such a beautiful place, but I know times were tough and your mother wanted nothing but the best for you, so she sent you on your way for a better life, and actually, I am glad she did. From our first steps off the jet after a long trip, I could tell the Irish were some of the friendliest people I had met. After gathering our things we made our way down to Tramore where you called home. I stood on Cove Road where you grew up, walked up and down the street that I know you had traveled, saw where you had once lived and tried to imagine what it looked like through your eyes. Then we went to Doneraile Walk where your brother Richard’s family had their home and looked out over the sea, thinking all the time this is what you saw.

Of course a trip wouldn’t be the same if we didn’t go to Dunhill Castle, the Power Clan castle. Ok, it isn’t really a castle now, but we had to see where our ancestors hundreds of years ago had once lived.

We went to the church where you worshiped and found the cemetery where your father and family are laid to rest. The four of us split up and said, “when you see a Power or Fitzgerald yell out!” Well, we all started yelling. I know, practically the whole cemetery was the name Power or Fitzgerald. We have such original names!  Even though we were told there wasn’t a headstone for your father, we said some prayers for all of them.

Of course we had to hit a pub, and even though I don’t drink I had to try something. Yes, the Irish are the friendliest people on earth!

When it was time to leave, we said good-bye to your brother Edward’s granddaughter who was kind enough to show us around the Waterford area and promised to make our way back. Thousands of miles apart and we can still feel like we are home and with family.

Thank you grandma Maggie, for making us proud to have Irish blood in our veins and to be able to call Ireland home!!  Until we meet again!

Your loving granddaughter,

Patti.

  • Marge Vallazza says:

    How lovely! I sense the same yearning for your gran that I have for mine. I’ve not been to Ireland yet, but, I’m going. Marge

  • Kate Sanderson says:

    I had much the same experience in August. After a long frustrating search, I was able, at last to stand by my grandmother’s grave in Mountmellick. My grandmother died in 1938, long before I was born. I was raised in England before moving to Australia.
    On a previous trip to Ireland we visited local libraries, council offices and parish offices in an attempt to find Kathleen Neill’s resting place, to no avail.
    This time, however, with the incredibly kind assistance of the Cemetery Registrar, I stood by a long forgotten, unmarked grave of my maternal grandmother, with an incredible sense of having found a long lost family member.
    We will organise a simple marker for Kathleen’s grave, so that , in the future, coming family members will also be able to more easily find the spot that marks the resting place of a family matriarch. Thanks to all who helped in the long search.

    • carina says:

      Kate, a marker at your Gran Katherine’s grave would be the perfect to remember her and a great help to others who are also on a family search.

  • Mary Leffler says:

    Beautiful story of coming home! Sounds like you thoroughly enjoyed the lovely green emerald isle. I too feel the same each and every time I return!

  • Carina says:

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