I took this photo just after the sun came up on October 6, 2013. It was the day I left Ireland and returned home. When I stay with my friends in Sandycove, County Dublin, they put me in the room at the top of the house, which was originally probably a room for the maids or other servants. This is the view out the window, looking west. The brick building in the lower right is the mews…where each of the terrace houses had their horses and carriage (and probably where the coachman slept). These have all been turned into apartments of sorts, so that there is a long narrow garden between the house and the mews. I like sleeping up there since they got their roof insulated a couple of years ago. Before that, it was VERY cold except in summer. You can look out the window from your bed and see what the day is going to be like.
I guess times have really changed. This photo shows the beach and promenade at Tramore, County Waterford, Ireland in 1953, and look at how everyone is dressed! The men are in shirt sleeves (some of them anyway) so it couldn’t have been too cold when the photo was taken, but a lot of the men are wearing suits!
This postcard was mailed July 18, 1906 from Bray to a Mrs. Fennell at Spring Hill, Carlow, Ireland. The message read, “I arrived home safely at 11:30 pm. This is the house that Mr. Twamley is living in. Hoping you are all well. Robert.” A search for the house in Kingstown in 1906 shows that it was owned by William Fry, who died January 12, 1906 and was part of his estate.”
Another pre-1922 image. Kingstown became Dun Laoghaire after Ireland gained independence in 1922. On the left is the entrance to the Pavilion Gardens. It is long gone, but a new Pavilion was built in the last two or three decades where there are lots of restaurants and shops.
This postcard image is from The Lawrence Collection. William Lawrence was a well known Irish photographer who had a portrait studio in O’Connell Street, Dublin in the late 1800’s, and he was also responsible for sending photographers around Ireland, collecting images of people, places and things. Many of his glass plates of portraits were destroyed in a fire, but the plates for photos taken around the country survived in another location, and they are now housed in the National Irish Archives in Dublin.
While I am thinking about it…ABC-TV has borrowed Mary Berry from the Great British Bake Off Show and we will be getting a holiday mini-bakeoff starting November 30. Four week, 6 contestants, all the baking is holiday related. Should be very interesting…
This is my father, Ray Marlin, taken in early 1914, when he was about 15 months old. This photo was put on a postcard for mailing, and my grandmother sent it to her sister, Pearl Ferrier Marlin, in Conway, MO. Postmarked March, 1914 in Marshfield, MO, it was obviously before my father’s family packed up and moved to Aledo, Illinois for several years. His hair was black as a child and later as an adult, so it’s interesting to see that it was so light when he was a baby! This is also the photo that my grandmother had in the locket I was looking at recently. She cut out his face to fit the round locket.
I was indisposed on November 6, the 103rd anniversary of my father’s birth, so I am posting this a little late in memory of my dad.
This is a postcard image, photo by Willie Rooney, but I have some of my own that I will be posting soon. That’s Dalkey Island in the background with the Martello Tower on the right and St. Begnet’s Church ruins in the middle. There are also the ruins of an old form on the right end of the island, but you cannot make them out well in this photo.
I just recently learned that the stones that the men are standing on are called the Wishing Stone. The stones came from nearby Dalkey Quarry and they are graduated, with a small stone on top big enough for one person to stand on. You are supposed to walk around each level, progressing to the top, then stepping onto the last stone and making a wish! The men are looking toward Sorrento Terrace and Dalkey Island. The teenagers seem to congregate on Killiney Hill during the day and night these days. I am going to have to check this out next time I am in Ireland!
This is a very early view of to men standing on the right on Upper George’s Street, Kingstown (now Dun Laoghaire), County Dublin, Ireland. Note the construction going on at the left. Many of those buildings are still standing, though a shopping center went in at the top right many years ago.
My older brother Richard Eldon Marlin was born November 4, 1942. He would have been 73 today. He died suddenly in November, 2005 right after my cousin, Judy, died. It was a bad week that November. Richard loved to hunt and here he is at the age of 15 in Missouri, December, 1957. He and my father and brother were hunting at my Aunt Laura McGrew’s farm, and here is Richard with Aunt Laura’s little dog, Sandy.
Croagh Patrick is at 2,510 feet above the shore of Clew Bay at Westport, County Mayo, Ireland. It is one of the most conspicuous features of the landscape in this part of the west of Ireland, Croagh Patrick is considered to be Ireland’s “holy mountain” where St. Patrick in the year 441 spent the forty days of Lent, on the summit, fasting and praying. Each year on the last Sunday in July, a great national pilgrimage to the mountain is held, and thousand of people, many barefooted, make the ascent to the little church at the summit. This is a statue of St. Patrick that stands at the bottom of Croagh Patrick. Another photo below.
This is my mother’s older sister, Marguerite. She was born November 2, 1910, and everyone in the family thought her given names were Marguerite Frances. However, when she needed a copy of her birth certificate well into adulthood, it turned out she had an additional name….Marguerite Lydia Frances Shank. She was named after both grandmothers…Lydia Margaret Massie Shank and Rebecca Frances Smith McMenus. Of all my mother’s sisters, I was closest to Marge. Her daughter, Judy Carol, was like a sister to me as we advanced in years. I miss them both. Today is the 105th anniversary of Marge’s birth.