The coldest Easter that we remember has come and gone but the warm library in Glin is always there, ready to welcome passing visitors as well as the regular faithful members. It is open Tuesdays and Thursdays from 11 to 2 and 6 to 8 and on Wednesdays and Fridays 11 to 2 and 3 to 5.
Congratulations to Glin Development committee who launched a lovely tourist brochure and website www.glin.info last weekend. If anybody is anywhere in the region of West Limerick or North Kerry it would be worth their while stopping off in Glin to appreciate the beauty of the place. The library’s local history corner has many local magazines and history books to help appreciate it even more.
The following is a poem written by Paddy Faley RIP in 1967 which may be of interest to some readers.
A Tribute to Glin
Up Glin, up Glin, three cheers again
They have won out the west
In the junior grade their mark they’ve made
To prove they were the best.
The lads from the Deel their power did feel
As before them they went down
In that great affray of the hard replay
Beside Askeaton town.
By the Shannonside we gaze with pride
On our stalwart men and true
Who brought the crown into Glin town
In their stripes of Magpie hue.
To our goalie Sam that fearless man
Great credit must be paid
To guard him then were three great men
In Sweeney Fitz’ and Meade.
The half back line played football fine
And smashed Rathkeale to bits
For they had no man to match Dan Culhane
Tom Hogan or P.J. Fitz.
At centrefield our pair would not yield
They were praised by everyone
For Bill Fitz’s son could not be outdone
With Garda P. Culhane.
The half forward boys made our hearts rejoice
For the ball, high they went flying
We give great honour to Dick O’Connor
Tom Healy and Jottie Ryan.
Our full forward men we’ll cheer again
For we could rely upon
The accuracy to take the free
Of Donal Geoghegan.
Horan and Stack too in the attack
Proved what men they are
The defence by Rathkeale before them did fail
As they sent it o’er the bar.
The excitement was high as the end drew nigh
With seven points to three the score
On our shoulders then we took our men
Brave lads from the Shannon shore.
This gallant fifteen it will be seen
In the ranks of the GAA
Our tradition of old they will uphold
In the town of Glin today
In days of yore by the Shannon Shore
We had great stalwart men
Whose feats so great we will imitate
By our efforts now in Glin