The Gallaghers of Ballinrobe
IN MARCH 2020, Pat Gallagher had an idea. He asked his brother, Owen, what he thought of writing a book about the family of their father, James Gallagher, who grew up in the early decades of the 20th century in the West of Ireland in the small town of Ballinrobe, County Mayo. The shutdown from COVID-19 was just beginning, and the thinking was they would have more time on their hands than usual. What better way to spend quarantine than exploring the stories of our aunts, uncles and other relatives. The task turned out to be much more complicated (and rewarding) than anticipated. It involved sifting through ship manifests, census, birth and marriage records, newspaper archives, and, most enjoyable, sessions delving into the memories of extended-family members. Sorely missed was the chance to hear first-hand the tales from our deceased cousins John O'Brien and Pete Gallagher. This book's stories and more than 500 images are the result of the past year's journey. The goal was both simple and ambitious: making the memories of the Gallaghers of Ballinrobe ours forever.
IN MARCH 2020, Pat Gallagher had an idea. He asked his brother, Owen, what he thought of writing a book about the family of their father, James Gallagher, who grew up in the early decades of the 20th century in the West of Ireland in the small town of Ballinrobe, County Mayo. The shutdown from COVID-19 was just beginning, and the thinking was they would have more time on their hands than usual. What better way to spend quarantine than exploring the stories of our aunts, uncles and other relatives.
The task turned out to be much more complicated (and rewarding) than anticipated. It involved sifting through ship manifests, census, birth and marriage records, newspaper archives, and, most enjoyable, sessions delving into the memories of extended-family members. Sorely missed was the chance to hear first-hand the tales from our deceased cousins John O'Brien and Pete Gallagher. This book's stories and more than 500 images are the result of the past year's journey. The goal was both simple and ambitious: making the memories of the Gallaghers of Ballinrobe ours forever.
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Above is the registration from Ballinrobe of John Gallagher's birth on Nov. 13, 1903. It notes he was baptized on
Jan. 12, 1904. Below is the record of his death. It lists his occupation as a farmer.
another detail about his life that is probably beyond
knowing for sure.
In 1993, Uncle Owen became emotional as he
reflected on the death of his brother and their father 12 years
later. He slowly shook his head and said certain things will
change you forever. You can’t come back from them. He
said he felt John’s death deeply affected his brother Jimmy,
and he believed Jimmy took it with him to the grave.
Another who was undoubtedly impacted was their
mother. Within the decade, she had seen her two eldest sons
buried, three other children leave for America, and she was
already feeling the effects of Parkinson’s disease. Our
grandmother must have been worried about what the future
held for her family. Uncle Jim remembered how John’s
death affected his mother. For a short time after the
accident, the bike itself was stored in a shed behind the
house. However, his mother was in such grief she insisted it
be removed. She could not bear to know the bicycle was on
the property or the thought that one of her three remaining
sons might someday ride it.
Uncle Jim further remembered that for years, on
nights not unlike that horrible evening in September, his
mother would see her beloved John riding his bicycle down
the boreen from the Convent Road toward their cottage. It
is hoped that our grandmother found some peace knowing
her son had come home and was now safe in God's arms.
Included in Uncle
Jim's possessions was a
newspaper clipping
about the funeral for
his brother John. It
notes that John had
been a gardener at the
Convent of Mercy and
mentions the
'affecting' scenes
during the ceremony
at the Abbey
Cemetery.
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