“Radio Treasures” on air tonight (Tues. 4th Feb. 2020 from 9:30 to 11.00 pm) on www.corkmusicstation.com.… Special features at 10pm – We recall 20th Sept. 2019 at the Wallis Arms Hotel where we listen to three splendid songs from Millstreet Church Choir and we also hear the Aubane Set Dancers. And we refer to the many other topics illustrated here. Happy Listening! Feel very welcome to contact the programme live on 086 825 0074 0r on the Seán Radley Facebook Page. Tap on the images to enlarge. (S.R.)
Born in 1880 Francis Creedon was the son of Michael and Abby Creedon, farmers from Adrivale. In 1902 he joined the police force, the Royal Irish Constabulary, a peaceful time when a job as a policeman was seen as being well paid with a pension. He served in Armagh, Kerry, Coachford and Blarney. He married Hannah O’Reilly of Blarney in 1916, after which he was moved to Clashmore, and Tallow in Waterford.
On the morning of Saturday July 2nd 1921, a blistering hot day, he and nine other policemen were sent on patrol from Tallow Police Barracks, which they did every day. This was at the height of the War of Independence and tensions were high. Unfortunately for the patrol, the I.R.A. had been observing their movements, and it was noticed that their usual procedure was to take different roads on alternate days on departure from the town. With rifles and machine guns, the I.R.A. took up positions in the Old Military Barracks, and on an adjoining hill on the expectation that they would move out by a certain road. However, the patrol went by an adjoining road which did not exactly meet the positions the I.R.A. had taken up.
In haste, those positioned on the hill fired early, leaving those positioned in the Old Barrack a couple of hundred yards away from their target, instead of 30 yards away as intended. Not ideal from an attacking viewpoint, which was further complicated by couple of loads of hay on the street during the attack.
When the firing ceased after about ten minutes, the ambush parties withdrew to Boultha, Ballynoe, and later to Castlelyons area. Constable Francis Creedon lay dead, two more policemen wounded, while the remaining policemen had rushed into some adjoining houses and escaped the fire. Francis had been killed in the first volley of firing and died immediately, shot in the head and above the heart.
He was buried in the middle of the night two days later July 4th at Drishane Cemetery, leaving behind a young wife and two small children. Nine days later (July 11th) the ceasefire was called and the War of Independence was over. [read more …] “Frank Creedon of Adrivale, shot dead in 1921”
Dia is Mhuire díobh go léir a chairde, and welcome to my report.
The Month of February has dawned and Spring has sprung and the countryside is taking on the look of Spring itself. La le Breeda, Candlemas Day and the Feast of St. Blaise with the Blessing of the Throats are all annual reminders. We look forward to the lovely St. Bridget’s Crosses every time and make sure to secure a new one to replace the old rather tired looking model that has kept us safe from all harm during the past twelve months. At Masses on Sunday, which was Candlemas Day the Priest blessed the candles which will be used on the alter for the coming year and people were free to bring their own for the blessing if they wanted them in their own homes. In Blessing the candles Canon John extended a special blessing to the entire congregation. The Feast of St. Blaise synonymous with the Blessing of the throats always draws a big crowd with many people saying they never suffer any throat problems because of it and last night was no exception in our parish church. It’s sad to say that there isn’t much interest on holy things today, but in the past the Blessed Candle and the Holy Water were vital in every home. Especially in the Spring at calving time, the Holy Water was brought out to be sprinkled on any new born animal, on the crops in the fields and people were not ashamed to thank God for his blessings. Worried mothers shook the Holy Water on their boys and girls going out to dances or on himself taking a cow to the Fair so that she’d make a good price. There was very little guarantee with anything that time. No fixed price for eggs, livestock or any farm produce, so the Blessed Candle and the Holy Water seemed to have given people the confidence that all will be well. And if it didn’t it gave them the strength to fight on and to cope anyway. That inner ingredient is missing in a lot of things now and it’s a pity. ‘It’s not what matters to you but how you react to what matters that counts.’(A borrowed quote)