Even the promise of a bed to myself would not entice me from my hiding- place in the loft of McNamara’s house. Jim Mack, or Black Jim as he was known to his fellow fishermen, stood at the bottom of the ladder which led to the loft. ”Come down”, he said, ”they are gone”. I [...]

A proud ‘soda cake’, Joe Malone was born in Thomondgate and spent his youth around the Island Field, now known as St. Mary’s Park. ‘’It was here in St. Mary’s Parish that I first started to sing. Every night a crowed of us would gather at one of the local street corners to sing in [...]