TREOIRThe building is heated by oil-firedcentral heating and is fully wheelchairaccessible.Fundraising of course continuedapace during the course ofconstruction and through the Trojanefforts of our local representativesMaureen Barrett, MCC, MichaelCollins, TO, and Senator John Cregan,we were allocated grant aid totalling£ I 09,000 (€ 138,400) and have beenallocated a further £ I 0,000 fromNational Lottery Funds. We cannotleave the subject of fund raisinghowever, without mentioning TheQuad. For the uninitiated, a quad is, toall intents and purposes, a four-wheelmotorbike. We bought our quad for£4, I 00 and sold raffle tickets for £ I.We travelled the length and breadthof the southern half of the country,taking our quad with us on display ona trailer, selling tickets;'A quad for a quid' was our slogan.Tremendous effort was put into thequad campaign - on more than oneoccasion, a sales team departed Glin,with quad in tow, at S.30am. In all,some 26,000 tickets were sold at £ Ia piece and by the end of thecampaign our treasurer was seeingstags in his sleep!After much discussion, we decided tocall the completed building CeolCorbrai, with the main hall beingnamed Halla Martin Mulvihill inhonour of the late Martin Mulvihill ofBallygoughlan. The Seomra would bededicated to the memory of ourfounder the late Padraig 6 Cearbhailland be known as Seomra Phadraig.We felt that the Seomra, with itsopen fireplace and cosy atmosphere,would be a fitting tribute to a manwho loved nothing better than goodcompany and a song or a story.Ar dheis De go raibh a anam dilis- Fleadh Cheoil Luimnigh ProgrammeMy Beautiful GlencorbryDan KeaneWhen tender thoughts caress themind,And stirs the soul to flame,It makes a wish deep and refined -To speak a well loved name.That lingering whisper in my heartI'll shout with love and pride;My beautiful Glencorbry,Above the Shannon's tide.How sweet the road from Tullyglass,Back by the scenic route,That knew the laughs of lad and lassIn happy days of youth,Twas grand to be so young and free,But in age we love you more;My beautiful GlencorbryDown by the Shannon shore.From Glenagragra to Kinard,And by Killeaney fair,Or wooded vales that wave regardsAcross the waves to Clare,Or when the tidal waves roll in,To kiss the ancient wall;My beautiful GlencorbryWe love you most of all.The wide streets of our lovely town,Are filled with welcomes rare,While soft our native voicesGive genial greetings thereOur emigrants from hearts that love,Send whisper o'er the sea;'My beautiful GlencorbryYou are ever dear to me'Our hearts like theirs are faithfulThe Gaelic games we play,We sing the grand old Irish songs,In the grand old Irish way,We serve the soul of Ireland's rights,As our father's did before;My beautiful GlencorbryYou are Irish to the core.There's a lonely land- Kilfergus;Where our dead and dear ones sleep,They are clasped within its bosom,While their memories still we keep,They have gone to meet the saviour,In their long eternal rest;My beautiful GlencorbryThey are cradled on your breast.21
(" \6",·-::J 0L ~ 111h \ nOOUT! £.61lives of great men all remind usWe can make our lives sublime,And departing, leave behind usFootprints on the sands of time.Longfel/ow, 'Psalm of /ife'It was October 1972 and we had justtouched down in Louisville, Kentuckyhaving left behind the rest of the first<strong>Comhaltas</strong> tour group in New York.Through the superb efforts of Bill McEvoy this bonus trip had beenorganised and John Joe (the Boss), Pat,and myself were been met by Sean.We would join up later with the restof the group in Chicago but now for afew short days it was family time.How proud the Boss was! Of a sonwho had been a reluctant in StMacartan's College in Monaghan andlater Rockwell College, now forgingahead with US armypromotions/citations and masterdegrees from the University of Toledo.It was very evident that his wife Mariawas steering the ship on a preset andagreed course and the trappings of aprosperous lifestyle were there toprove it.Between the good food, great musicand unreserved hospitality one nearlyforgot why we were there at all.A fewdays later we were leaving and Seanhad found those extra hidden noteson his accordion. Driving up toChicago to meet the rest of the groupfor our first concert, 'The Flax wasBlooming', 'The Stars were overMunster', 'Rakish Pat' had played with'Farrell O'Gara', on the 'Mountain Top'and the 'Music in the Glen' neversounded better. If Sean's accordionhad words instead of notes it mighthave spoken and been glad of the rest.Truly a memorable reunion of familyand music - thank you Bill.There were other milestones too!!Some years later the Boss had passedaway - The Gardiner Trio were thenplaying to a celestial audience andSean was back in Ireland for a veryspecial occasion.The Morrison Music Festival was infull swing in Riverstown, Co. Sligo andBrian O'Kanein that year - 1994 - John JoeGardiner was being honoured on hishome ground home to the greats -Coleman, Morrison, home to his longtime friends Paddy Killoran, NedKilleen. Tommie and Mickey Hunt, JoeDowd, John Egan, Peter Horan.Tommie Flynn. Paddy Mc Donagh. thelist is endless.23