Pittsburgh Ancient Order of Hibernians records available for review

A large trove of records from Pittsburgh area divisions of the Ancient Order of Hibernians are now available for viewing at the Senator John Heinz History Center. The Irish-Catholic fraternal organization was founded in 1836 to fight anti-Irish and anti-Catholic prejudice.

During a recent visit to the Heinz Center I was able to find meeting minutes recording the 1914 acceptance and induction of my grandfather, Willie Diggins, into the AOH. He joined Division 15 in the city’s Hazelwood section nine months after his emigration from Kerry. The record states:

The application of Wm Diggins, age 20 years of 63 Almeda St. was reported favorable. The ballot being found favorable the candidate was duly elected.

I also read the group’s June 26, 1921, discussion about “the critical situation in Irish affairs.” Division 15 membership opposed the Anglo-Irish Treaty “in which the leaders in Ireland were apparently being jockeyed into negotiations which could not end in anything more than a compromise and a sacrifice of the time-honored principals of a united and independent Ireland.”

AOH shield

There is a critical gap in the Division 15 meeting minutes from 1925 to 1935. This period would have included the group’s discussion of the 1928 candidacy of Al Smith, the nation’s first Irish-Catholic presidential nominee, as well as potential details about my grandfather’s February 1935 streetcar accident.

Separate membership dues ledgers show that Willie made his last $1 monthly payment to the organization about the time of the accident. He was “dropped” from the group on July 1, 1935, after 22 years of membership. He was $15 in arrears.

Willie’s failure to continue paying membership dues after his streetcar accident suggests he might not have received any support from the group, which helped members in times of hardship. Other ethnic associations provided similar benefits to their members. With a wife and six daughters to support on his streetcar motorman’s salary, Willie’s money was tight and his family ranked as a higher priority than the AOH.

As the Great Depression lingered, other AOH members nationwide also were drifting from the organization, according to Jay P. Dolan in his book, “The Irish Americans: A History.” By 1935, U.S. circulation of the National Hibernian magazine declined by nearly two thirds of its pre-Depression readership. The fervor of Irish nationalism waned more than a decade after the revolutionary period of 1913-1923.

By the mid-1930s the Irish community and the Catholic Church had recovered from the prejudice and indignities of Smith’s 1928 election defeat. As a demographic group and as individuals they asserted their place in America as the country trudged through the economic downturn and soon marched into World War II.

Willie died 10 days after the Pearl Harbor attack, a month before his 48th birthday. A few weeks later Division 15 of the AOH passed a motion endorsing President Roosevelt and agreeing to purchase defense bonds to support the war effort.

Guinness wheelchair basketball ad taps emotion

The surprise ending of a Guinness advertisement showing six men playing wheelchair basketball is generating high praise for illustrating the themes of “Dedication. Loyalty. Friendship.”

You can watch it here. The link published on Sept. 9 had nearly 3 million hits as of this post on Oct. 6.

Guinness wheelchair basketball advert

The Daily Mail reported:

The Irish brewing company has done well advocating its brand message worldwide and the commercials not only live long in the memory but of course, on line through YouTube. From the hilarious, to the bold and fierce, they all have a bit of cheek. Guinness’s iconic stature is partly due to its advertising.

But MSN.com notes “the ad appears to be a blatant rip-off of this commercial from Indian company Mother Daily, but that isn’t slowing the praise it’s receiving.”

The success of the Guinness ad follows recent criticism of Arthur’s Day, named for company founder Arthur Guinness. As The New York Times reported, the late September event was “first concocted by marketing gurus in 2009 to promote the 250th of the drink so intimately associated with Ireland … but to a growing chorus of critics it is becoming a national embarrassment.” Detractors say the event insults Irish culture and promotes drunkenness.

Irish Seanad survives close vote as Kenny takes loss

Seanad Éireann, the upper house of the Irish parliament, will continue to have a role in the country’s Dublin-based government.

In a national referendum Oct. 4, the vote was 51.7 percent against abolishing the body to 48.3 percent in favor of the proposal, which was backed by the ruling government coalition led by Taoiseach Enda Kenny.

“Unloved as it undoubtedly is, the Seanad may be about to receive an unexpected reprieve,” Irish Times columnist Arthur Beesley wrote in advance of the final tally. “This would open up a nightmare scenario for Kenny, the unwavering champion of abolition and the man who put the very notion on the political agenda in the first place and ran with in the last election.”

Kenny had said that abolishing the body would save the financially strapped country 20 million Euro a year.

The 60 members of the the Seanad, or Senate, are appointed by several different methods rather than being elected by the people. It is similar to the British House of Lords. Members of the U.S. Senate were elected by state legislatures until 1913, when the 17th Amendment allowed for a popular vote.

The Times reported “a clear pattern emerged of a blanket No vote in all Dublin constituencies and in many of the commuting counties of Leinster,” while the strongest Yes margin was in Kenny’s constituency of Mayo which voted 57 per cent Yes and 43 per cent No.

My ancestral constituency of Kerry North-West Limerick voted 53.8 percent Yes to 46.1 percent No.

Old St. Patrick Church, Pittsburgh

I wrote the post below for the ‘Everyday Soul’ blog of the Franciscan Center in Tampa, Fla. I was on the board of directors when it was published March 17, 2011. The images are from the original 2013 post on this site. MH

This image of the courtyard outside Old St. Patrick’s Church in Pittsburgh is from 2013. A new statue was installed in 2018. See images.

Visiting Sacred Places: Old St. Patrick’s Church

The admonition to “Preach the Gospel at all time; use words when necessary,” is generally attributed to St. Francis, though there is some dispute about this among scholars, which I will not tackle here.

Rather, I want to urge a variation on the theme: “Visit sacred places often; go there when necessary.”

I’m flying home to Pittsburgh on St. Patrick’s Day to visit my family. I hope to wander off on my own for a quick visit to one of my favorite places for spiritual renewal.

Old St. Patrick’s Church, founded in 1808, is the city’s oldest parish. Read about the church’s colorful history, including a priest who ran for president during the Great Depression.

I discovered Old St. Patrick’s in the mid-1970s. I don’t remember how I came to wander through the opening in the red brick, ivy-covered walls of the Monastery Gardens fronting the church. I found an oasis in the middle of city ward packed with produce warehouses and slashed by railroad sidings.

The garden is divided into lush, grassy quadrants shaded by trees and dotted with evergreens and seasonal flowers. A statue of Ireland’s great patron saint commands the center of the garden from a stone pedestal. The surrounding brick walls contain the Stations of the Cross. In a corner near the front door is a grotto modeled after Lourdes.

It is amazing how quiet and peaceful the garden is in the middle of busy industrial and commercial district.

Inside the church is a replica of the Holy Stairs, which represent the 28 steps between Christ and Pilate in the Passion. They are meant to be ascended prayerfully on one’s knees, a devotional exercise I’ve done on several occasions, though not with every visit.

Replica of the Holy Stairs. “Ascend on knees only.”

The second floor church and sanctuary (reached from side stairs) now hosts only a mid-day Mass twice a week, the neighborhood that once surrounded the church having long since moved away. It is more like a chapel than a church.

It is a joy to partake of the Eucharist with others in this intimate setting, though I am just as grateful for the times I visited alone. This is a place where you just have to light a votive candle. Inside or out, the purpose of the visit is prayer and reflection.

I don’t get to visit Old St. Patrick’s every trip to Pittsburgh, but I put myself there frequently during my meditative time. The church door and garden gate are never locked.

We work and pray to make the Franciscan Center in Tampa “an environment of peace, simplicity and hospitality for all those seeking spiritual renewal.” We invite you to come away and rest awhile.

And Happy St. Patrick’s Day.

Note the green sanctuary lamp (they are usually red) top left and the small harp on left side of the tabernacle.

Bicycling in Ireland

UPDATE: In The New York Times story linked below, the writer stops at a pub and asks where she can lock up her bike. “No one ever takes bikes here,” says the Mayo publican. But Radio Kerry reports there is a growing problem with bike thefts in “The Kingdom.”

***

My lovely and talented wife Tweeted a link to this New York Times story about the Great Western Greenway in County Mayo, which we’d both love to bicycle on our next visit to Ireland.

Here’s a link to a map and information about the 42 km (26 mile) trail between Westport and Achill, plus some history about the former railroad line. This Cycle Ireland site has info on dozens of additional bike routes.

Several years ago Angie and I peddled around Innishmore on the Aran Islands. This video from Aran Bike Hire gives a good sense of it.

Below, my butt on the bike!

Markonbike

Haass optimistic with progress of NI talks

Special U.S. envoy Dr. Richard Haass has indicated he is pleased with the progress of talks to resolve still-contentious issues in Northern Ireland.

Richard Haass from Belfast Telegraph

Richard Haass from Belfast Telegraph

“I believe there is a real chance to succeed,” Haass was quoted in a story by the Irish Independent. “But, that is just that – a real chance is not a guarantee. Obviously it depends upon the willingness of some people to make some tough decisions and then defend them.”

The talks, which are to conclude by Christmas, are focused on outstanding issues not dealt with by the 1998 Good Friday peace agreement: flags and emblems; parades; and dealing with the legacy of the past.

According to the Belfast Telegraph: Haass is best known as the former US Envoy to Northern Ireland from 2001-03. He has been president of the Council on Foreign Relations, a US think-tank, since 2003. He previously worked for the US State Department and received its Distinguished Honor Award for his work in Northern Ireland.

Online Irish “super site” forged in media merger

IrishCentral.com and WorldIrish.com have merged into what the business backers are calling a “super site worldwide for the Irish.”

The combined entity, to be called IrishCentral.com, will have over 2 million unique visitors monthly making it by far the biggest Irish diaspora website, according to a statement. It will have offices in New York and Dublin.

IrishCentral founder Niall O’Dowd noted that the Irish Post in Britain also recently bought in to Irish America Magazine and Irish Voice newspaper, sister publications of Irish Central.

“Clearly there is enormous potential in this area to create a super site for the 70 million Irish worldwide in U.S., Britain, Australia, Canada, Asia and Ireland,” O’Dowd said in the release.

Riverdance promoter John McColgan launched the World Irish social media site in October 2011 with the aim of signing up 100,000 subscribers at the end of its first year of operation, according to The Irish Times. In January the founder acknowledged he had only half that many subscribers, while Irish Central was topping 700,000 unique visitors per month.

I won’t reveal the Google Analytics of this blog, but suffice to say I wish I had a few of those 0s to the right of the digits. Tough for a small bloggers like me to compete.

Hey Irish Central: need a writer in Florida?

Halfway to St. Patrick’s Day event in Tampa

Tampa Bay residents are invited to a Halfway to St. Patrick’s Day gathering on Tuesday, September 17 at Molly Malone’s Irish Pub & Restaurant on Davis Island. Just look for the logo of the “tart with the cart.”

The evening will celebrate this year’s first annual “St. Patrick’s Army” food collection, which helped feed a few thousand of Tampa’s hungry through the Salvation Army. Green “St. Patrick’s Army” t-shirts will be given out to everyone who comes, and we will welcome any willing and able volunteers to support the March 2014 collection, themed “St. Patrick’s Army: Nobody Goes Hungry.”

Molly

Our good friend Tim McDonnell, who created and organized the food drive, is hosting the event. Molly Malone’s will provide light h’ors d’oeuvres and traditional Irish music by local musicians. Of course pints will be available for purchase and the craic will be mighty. The gathering will run from 6-8ish, but feel free to come when you can and stay ’til you like.

Sláinte!

Dublin’s newest bridge named after Rosie Hackett

A new bridge spanning the River Liffey in Dublin will be named after labor activist and 1916 patriot Rosie Hackett.

She organized a 1911 strike of women workers at Jacob’s biscuit factor, participated in the 1913 transit workers’ strike and was a member of the Irish Citizen Army during the Rising.

“I’d say she’d be giggling quietly to herself, she would be slightly embarrassed about it, but she’s also be very proud to know that women have come to where they are in Dublin at this stage” her nephew told Morning Ireland.

RTE News reported that of the 23 bridges over the River Liffey, the Anna Livia bridge in Chapelizod is the only other to have an official female name. Anna Livia is the name given to the personification of the River Liffey in James Joyce’s “Finnegans Wake.”

Seamus Heaney, 1939-2013

Irish poet Seamus Heaney died 30 August 2013, at age 74. His funeral was 2 September 2013, in Dublin, followed by burial in his native County Derry in Northern Ireland. Heaney won the Nobel Prize in Literature in 1995.

Seamus Heaney

Seamus Heaney

My wife and I have this memory of Heaney from our May/June 2012 trip to Ireland: We had spent the afternoon visiting with family in Dublin, enjoying lunch at the Gresham Hotel on O’Connell Street. In the evening we took the Dublin Literary Pub Crawl with our friends Nancy and Michael, both retired school teachers. The late May evening was dry and warm. We had a grand time.

As we were driving back to Navan, about 30 miles (45 km) northwest of the capitol, Michael tuned in a rebroadcast of Marian Finucane’s RTE’s interview with Heaney on the occasion of the poet’s 70th birthday. The four of us settled into the silence of rapt attentiveness for the duration of the drive.

Use this link to hear Heaney reading 11 of his poems.  And to make it an even dozen, here is his poem “Digging,” from his 1966  book Death of a Naturalist.

Between my finger and my thumb
The squat pen rests; snug as a gun.

Under my window, a clean rasping sound
When the spade sinks into gravelly ground:
My father, digging. I look down

Till his straining rump among the flowerbeds
Bends low, comes up twenty years away
Stooping in rhythm through potato drills
Where he was digging.

The coarse boot nestled on the lug, the shaft
Against the inside knee was levered firmly.
He rooted out tall tops, buried the bright edge deep
To scatter new potatoes that we picked,
Loving their cool hardness in our hands.

By God, the old man could handle a spade.
Just like his old man.

My grandfather cut more turf in a day
Than any other man on Toner’s bog.
Once I carried him milk in a bottle
Corked sloppily with paper. He straightened up
To drink it, then fell to right away
Nicking and slicing neatly, heaving sods
Over his shoulder, going down and down
For the good turf. Digging.

The cold smell of potato mould, the squelch and slap
Of soggy peat, the curt cuts of an edge
Through living roots awaken in my head.
But I’ve no spade to follow men like them.

Between my finger and my thumb
The squat pen rests.
I’ll dig with it.