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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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ENTER AUNT CATHERINE

Aunt Catherine's mother, Kate Heraty, was born

near Croagh Patrick in County Mayo, Ireland, in 1879.

After immigrating to America, she married William E.

Oliver on Nov. 24, 1909, at the Church of the Nativity in

Media, Pa. William had been born in Mount Vernon, N.Y.,

on June 23, 1871. He was a barber and Kate a seamstress at

the time of the wedding. Both were living in Elwyn,

Delaware County, Pa., before the marriage.

Their third child, Aunt Catherine, was born April

29, 1913. Her early years were hard ones for the family.

Her father took sick a few years after she was born and

would eventually be hospitalized with paralysis for several

years before he died April 22, 1921. Catherine and her

older brother and sister, William and Patricia, lived with

nearby relatives for a time before their mother was remarried,

to Angel Rodriquez, who had emigrated from

Santander, Spain, in 1916. The new marriage helped

stabilize the family, and Patricia and Catherine were able to

return home. But by that time William had gone to stay

with the family of Kate’s mother, Mary (Connor), near

Westport, Ireland. Kate and Ange would have two children

together, Edward and Joseph. The family would soon move

into the City of Philadelphia, living on Perk Street by 1930.

The standard of living for Aunt Catherine and her

family gradually improved during the 1920s and 1930s, and

by 1935, the family moved to 1011 47th St. As a young

woman, Aunt Catherine enjoyed spending time with her

girlfriends. She especially enjoyed taking trips with them to

Atlantic City, N.J., which was among the most popular

resorts in the country. Around 1940, mutual friends

introduced her to Pat Gallagher of Cornaroya.

Uncle Pat and Aunt Catherine married Jan. 4,

1941. Uncle Tom was the best man. The wedding party

included Aunt Catherine’s sister Patricia, her brother

William and her favorite cousin, Marie Heraty. After the

wedding, Aunt Catherine’s mother threw a party for the

newly married couple. Their daughter, Mary Kathryn, can

remember being told it snowed that night and that most of

the party-goers had to spend the night at her grandmother’s

house.

The couple would move to Aunt Catherine’s

mother’s 47th Street home soon after the marriage. The

plan was for Uncle Pat to fix up the large house, while his

mother-in-law and Ange moved to 515 Van Kirk St. in

Philadelphia. It was during that time that Uncle Pat would

have had to register for the military draft. The Selective

Service card lists his address as 212 Greenwich St. in

Philadelphia, but that was crossed out and 47th Street

inserted. The card shows he could always be reached at the

nearest pay phone, at the northwest corner of Second and

Tasker.

Uncle Pat became a U.S. citizen on April 17,

1942, the day after he joined the military.

THE SEABEES, MARY KATHRYN

Uncle Pat, at left in

his official U.S.

Navy photo and

above having some

fun while deployed

in the South Pacific,

served overseas

from Oct. 20, 1943,

until July 30, 1945.

In March 1942, as America was ramping up for

war in the wake of the Pearl Harbor attack, the Navy

formed an outfit called the Seabees. The construction

battalions consisted of tradesmen who could be deployed

individually or in units as the specific project’s scope and

scale dictated. The Seabees received their basic training

with the U.S. Marine Corps, and some Seabees would often

accompany landing forces. Uncle Pat liked to tell his nieces

and nephews the Seabees were the ones who would have

the coffee and donuts waiting for the marines when they

landed.

Uncle Pat would have cut an impressive figure in

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