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Evelyn and I are 56 years married to-day. I remember asking " would you like to be buried with my people " while dancing . It worked - and we got married -don't know if it was a sin - I have not been punished ! John On Thursday 24 September 2015, Outlook Team via <beara@rootsweb.com> wrote: > > I'm not a sinner. I'm widowed, but at 87 nobody living wants to dance > with > me. (:-() > Dalton O'Sullivan San Francisco, CA > > -----Original Message----- > >From: Bill Gawne via > >Sent: Sep 23, 2015 2:14 PM > >To: Riobard O' Dwyer , beara@rootsweb.com <javascript:;> > >Subject: Re: [BEARA] Dance Halls. > > > >Hello Riobard, all, > > > >If dancing is a sin, I confess I'm a sinner. I'll be sinning later on > this > >evening, and again on Friday evening, and again Saturday. Nor will my > >sinning be only with one woman! I'll be sinning with a different woman > >every time the music starts. > > > >Thanks be to the merciful Lord who forgave our ancestors their sinful > ways, > >and watches over us all still. > > > >Bill Gawne > > > >On Wed, Sep 23, 2015 at 10:11 AM, Riobard O' Dwyer via > >wrote: > > > >> Recenty, I read an article in the paper from a Paula Vallely from > >> Keady. Co. Armagh, saying that she was researching about dance > halls > >> in rural Iraland during the 1930s, 1940s, and the 1950s. This is > the > >> answer I wrote her back: > >> Dear Paula, > >> My parents' dance hall in the (Ardgroom) Village was > >> opened circa Christmas 1936. The Priests here were very much > against > >> dancing at the time. One of them used ask people going to > Confession > >> if they were dancing in my parents' hall on the previous Sunday > night. > >> If they admitted it. they would not be given absolution by him, as > he > >> looked upon dancing as a mortal sin. Such rubbish !! Once, he > walked > >> into the centre of the dance floor., and spread out his hands as > if to > >> "clear" the hall of the "sinners". Many of the local people used be > >> walking up and down the village road outside the dance hall, > afraid of > >> their lives of the damnation of the Priest if they went in. I > >> remember, as a young lad of about 10., sitting on the 2nd set of > the > >> top left of the Church during Mass, and listening to my father and > >> mother being denounced from the Altar by the Priest for not closing > >> the dance at 10 p.m. on a Sunday night ----- dances used be held > early > >> here on a Sunday night. One time, my father held a dance to 12 > o'clock > >> on a Christmas night, and the Parish Priest went to court to stop > him. > >> It used cost 4 pence to go to the dances in those days; later, it > went > >> up to 6 pence; and, later again, to a shilling. The dances in the > hall > >> were the Set Dance (to Irish traditional music), the Waltz, the > >> 2-step, the Barn Dance, and the "Stack of Barley". The dance band > >> consisted of my father playing the "button-key" accordeon, and my > >> mother playing the fiddle/violin, and sometimes the concertina. > There > >> was no such thing as amplification. People kept up as near as > he/she > >> could to the stage. The men used stand on one side of the hall, and > >> the girls on the other side. During the dance, there used be what > was > >> called the Ladies' Choice ----- when a lady had the privilege of > going > >> across the dance floor and asking the man of her choice for a > dance. > >> Sometimes, the man of her choice would feel he was "fixed up" after > >> that, and would, later in the week, ask her out for a "date". The > >> girls wore ordinary-length dresses ----- not like the "up to their > >> ar__s" that some of them wear nowadays. Before their dance hall of > >> 1936, my father built a very small hall at the top of the village, > up > >> beside the nearby river, when my parents came back home from > America. > >> It was after the Civil War, and one night during a dance (I heard > it > >> said), when my father and mother were playing their music up on the > >> "stage", a row/fight started between two men in the middle of the > >> dance-floor ----- one belonging to Fianna Fail, and the other from > the > >> opposite party, Fine Gael. My father jumped down off the "stage", > >> knocked out the two of them with his fists; then jumped up on the > >> "stage", and continued playing for the dance. As the old people > used > >> say: "Them were the days" !! I hope that this will help you with > your > >> research. 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Don't be putting bad thoughts into the poor man's head. Riobard. On 24 September 2015 at 18:26, kerstentm via <beara@rootsweb.com> wrote: > Bill, > Sin away, you have a lot of company! Theresa > >> Hello Riobard, all, >> >> If dancing is a sin, I confess I'm a sinner. I'll be sinning later on >> this >> evening, and again on Friday evening, and again Saturday. Nor will my >> sinning be only with one woman! I'll be sinning with a different woman >> every time the music starts. >> >> Thanks be to the merciful Lord who forgave our ancestors their sinful >> ways, >> and watches over us all still. >> >> Bill Gawne >> >> On Wed, Sep 23, 2015 at 10:11 AM, Riobard O' Dwyer via >> <beara@rootsweb.com> >> wrote: >> >>> Recenty, I read an article in the paper from a Paula Vallely from >>> Keady. Co. Armagh, saying that she was researching about dance halls >>> in rural Iraland during the 1930s, 1940s, and the 1950s. This is the >>> answer I wrote her back: >>> Dear Paula, >>> My parents' dance hall in the (Ardgroom) Village was >>> opened circa Christmas 1936. The Priests here were very much against >>> dancing at the time. One of them used ask people going to Confession >>> if they were dancing in my parents' hall on the previous Sunday night. >>> If they admitted it. they would not be given absolution by him, as he >>> looked upon dancing as a mortal sin. Such rubbish !! Once, he walked >>> into the centre of the dance floor., and spread out his hands as if to >>> "clear" the hall of the "sinners". Many of the local people used be >>> walking up and down the village road outside the dance hall, afraid of >>> their lives of the damnation of the Priest if they went in. I >>> remember, as a young lad of about 10., sitting on the 2nd set of the >>> top left of the Church during Mass, and listening to my father and >>> mother being denounced from the Altar by the Priest for not closing >>> the dance at 10 p.m. on a Sunday night ----- dances used be held early >>> here on a Sunday night. One time, my father held a dance to 12 o'clock >>> on a Christmas night, and the Parish Priest went to court to stop him. >>> It used cost 4 pence to go to the dances in those days; later, it went >>> up to 6 pence; and, later again, to a shilling. The dances in the hall >>> were the Set Dance (to Irish traditional music), the Waltz, the >>> 2-step, the Barn Dance, and the "Stack of Barley". The dance band >>> consisted of my father playing the "button-key" accordeon, and my >>> mother playing the fiddle/violin, and sometimes the concertina. There >>> was no such thing as amplification. People kept up as near as he/she >>> could to the stage. The men used stand on one side of the hall, and >>> the girls on the other side. During the dance, there used be what was >>> called the Ladies' Choice ----- when a lady had the privilege of going >>> across the dance floor and asking the man of her choice for a dance. >>> Sometimes, the man of her choice would feel he was "fixed up" after >>> that, and would, later in the week, ask her out for a "date". The >>> girls wore ordinary-length dresses ----- not like the "up to their >>> ar__s" that some of them wear nowadays. Before their dance hall of >>> 1936, my father built a very small hall at the top of the village, up >>> beside the nearby river, when my parents came back home from America. >>> It was after the Civil War, and one night during a dance (I heard it >>> said), when my father and mother were playing their music up on the >>> "stage", a row/fight started between two men in the middle of the >>> dance-floor ----- one belonging to Fianna Fail, and the other from the >>> opposite party, Fine Gael. My father jumped down off the "stage", >>> knocked out the two of them with his fists; then jumped up on the >>> "stage", and continued playing for the dance. As the old people used >>> say: "Them were the days" !! I hope that this will help you with your >>> research. Best wishes from Riobard (=the Gaelic for Robert) O'Dwyer. >>> >>> ------------------------------- >>> To unsubscribe from the list, please send an email to >>> BEARA-request@rootsweb.com with the word 'unsubscribe' without the >>> quotes >>> in the subject and the body of the message >>> >> >> ------------------------------- >> To unsubscribe from the list, please send an email to >> BEARA-request@rootsweb.com with the word 'unsubscribe' without the quotes >> in the subject and the body of the message >> > > > > --------------------------------------------- > This message was sent using SnowCrest WebMail. > http://www.snowcrest.net > > > > ------------------------------- > To unsubscribe from the list, please send an email to BEARA-request@rootsweb.com with the word 'unsubscribe' without the quotes in the subject and the body of the message -- Riobard (O'Dwyer)

Are you really sure about that? If I lived closer... Holland, Houlihan, Hampston, O'Sullivan Arcata CA On Sep 24, 2015, at 12:59 PM, Outlook Team via wrote: > > I'm not a sinner. I'm widowed, but at 87 nobody living wants to dance with > me. (:-() > Dalton O'Sullivan San Francisco, CA > > -----Original Message----- >> From: Bill Gawne via >> Sent: Sep 23, 2015 2:14 PM >> To: Riobard O' Dwyer , beara@rootsweb.com >> Subject: Re: [BEARA] Dance Halls. >> >> Hello Riobard, all, >> >> If dancing is a sin, I confess I'm a sinner. I'll be sinning later on > this >> evening, and again on Friday evening, and again Saturday. Nor will my >> sinning be only with one woman! I'll be sinning with a different woman >> every time the music starts. >> >> Thanks be to the merciful Lord who forgave our ancestors their sinful > ways, >> and watches over us all still. >> >> Bill Gawne >> >> On Wed, Sep 23, 2015 at 10:11 AM, Riobard O' Dwyer via >> wrote: >> >>> Recenty, I read an article in the paper from a Paula Vallely from >>> Keady. Co. Armagh, saying that she was researching about dance halls >>> in rural Iraland during the 1930s, 1940s, and the 1950s. This is the >>> answer I wrote her back: >>> Dear Paula, >>> My parents' dance hall in the (Ardgroom) Village was >>> opened circa Christmas 1936. The Priests here were very much against >>> dancing at the time. One of them used ask people going to Confession >>> if they were dancing in my parents' hall on the previous Sunday night. >>> If they admitted it. they would not be given absolution by him, as he >>> looked upon dancing as a mortal sin. Such rubbish !! Once, he walked >>> into the centre of the dance floor., and spread out his hands as if to >>> "clear" the hall of the "sinners". Many of the local people used be >>> walking up and down the village road outside the dance hall, afraid of >>> their lives of the damnation of the Priest if they went in. I >>> remember, as a young lad of about 10., sitting on the 2nd set of the >>> top left of the Church during Mass, and listening to my father and >>> mother being denounced from the Altar by the Priest for not closing >>> the dance at 10 p.m. on a Sunday night ----- dances used be held early >>> here on a Sunday night. One time, my father held a dance to 12 o'clock >>> on a Christmas night, and the Parish Priest went to court to stop him. >>> It used cost 4 pence to go to the dances in those days; later, it went >>> up to 6 pence; and, later again, to a shilling. The dances in the hall >>> were the Set Dance (to Irish traditional music), the Waltz, the >>> 2-step, the Barn Dance, and the "Stack of Barley". The dance band >>> consisted of my father playing the "button-key" accordeon, and my >>> mother playing the fiddle/violin, and sometimes the concertina. There >>> was no such thing as amplification. People kept up as near as he/she >>> could to the stage. The men used stand on one side of the hall, and >>> the girls on the other side. During the dance, there used be what was >>> called the Ladies' Choice ----- when a lady had the privilege of going >>> across the dance floor and asking the man of her choice for a dance. >>> Sometimes, the man of her choice would feel he was "fixed up" after >>> that, and would, later in the week, ask her out for a "date". The >>> girls wore ordinary-length dresses ----- not like the "up to their >>> ar__s" that some of them wear nowadays. Before their dance hall of >>> 1936, my father built a very small hall at the top of the village, up >>> beside the nearby river, when my parents came back home from America. >>> It was after the Civil War, and one night during a dance (I heard it >>> said), when my father and mother were playing their music up on the >>> "stage", a row/fight started between two men in the middle of the >>> dance-floor ----- one belonging to Fianna Fail, and the other from the >>> opposite party, Fine Gael. My father jumped down off the "stage", >>> knocked out the two of them with his fists; then jumped up on the >>> "stage", and continued playing for the dance. As the old people used >>> say: "Them were the days" !! I hope that this will help you with your >>> research. Best wishes from Riobard (=the Gaelic for Robert) O'Dwyer. >>> >>> ------------------------------- >>> To unsubscribe from the list, please send an email to >>> BEARA-request@rootsweb.com with the word 'unsubscribe' without the > quotes >>> in the subject and the body of the message >>> >> >> ------------------------------- >> To unsubscribe from the list, please send an email to > BEARA-request@rootsweb.com with the word 'unsubscribe' without the quotes > in the subject and the body of the message > > ------------------------------- > To unsubscribe from the list, please send an email to BEARA-request@rootsweb.com with the word 'unsubscribe' without the quotes in the subject and the body of the message From the... Music Studio of Susan Twomey 89 - 12th Street Arcata, CA 95521 tel. 707-826-0920

I'm not a sinner. I'm widowed, but at 87 nobody living wants to dance with me. (:-() Dalton O'Sullivan San Francisco, CA -----Original Message----- >From: Bill Gawne via >Sent: Sep 23, 2015 2:14 PM >To: Riobard O' Dwyer , beara@rootsweb.com >Subject: Re: [BEARA] Dance Halls. > >Hello Riobard, all, > >If dancing is a sin, I confess I'm a sinner. I'll be sinning later on this >evening, and again on Friday evening, and again Saturday. Nor will my >sinning be only with one woman! I'll be sinning with a different woman >every time the music starts. > >Thanks be to the merciful Lord who forgave our ancestors their sinful ways, >and watches over us all still. > >Bill Gawne > >On Wed, Sep 23, 2015 at 10:11 AM, Riobard O' Dwyer via >wrote: > >> Recenty, I read an article in the paper from a Paula Vallely from >> Keady. Co. Armagh, saying that she was researching about dance halls >> in rural Iraland during the 1930s, 1940s, and the 1950s. This is the >> answer I wrote her back: >> Dear Paula, >> My parents' dance hall in the (Ardgroom) Village was >> opened circa Christmas 1936. The Priests here were very much against >> dancing at the time. One of them used ask people going to Confession >> if they were dancing in my parents' hall on the previous Sunday night. >> If they admitted it. they would not be given absolution by him, as he >> looked upon dancing as a mortal sin. Such rubbish !! Once, he walked >> into the centre of the dance floor., and spread out his hands as if to >> "clear" the hall of the "sinners". Many of the local people used be >> walking up and down the village road outside the dance hall, afraid of >> their lives of the damnation of the Priest if they went in. I >> remember, as a young lad of about 10., sitting on the 2nd set of the >> top left of the Church during Mass, and listening to my father and >> mother being denounced from the Altar by the Priest for not closing >> the dance at 10 p.m. on a Sunday night ----- dances used be held early >> here on a Sunday night. One time, my father held a dance to 12 o'clock >> on a Christmas night, and the Parish Priest went to court to stop him. >> It used cost 4 pence to go to the dances in those days; later, it went >> up to 6 pence; and, later again, to a shilling. The dances in the hall >> were the Set Dance (to Irish traditional music), the Waltz, the >> 2-step, the Barn Dance, and the "Stack of Barley". The dance band >> consisted of my father playing the "button-key" accordeon, and my >> mother playing the fiddle/violin, and sometimes the concertina. There >> was no such thing as amplification. People kept up as near as he/she >> could to the stage. The men used stand on one side of the hall, and >> the girls on the other side. During the dance, there used be what was >> called the Ladies' Choice ----- when a lady had the privilege of going >> across the dance floor and asking the man of her choice for a dance. >> Sometimes, the man of her choice would feel he was "fixed up" after >> that, and would, later in the week, ask her out for a "date". The >> girls wore ordinary-length dresses ----- not like the "up to their >> ar__s" that some of them wear nowadays. Before their dance hall of >> 1936, my father built a very small hall at the top of the village, up >> beside the nearby river, when my parents came back home from America. >> It was after the Civil War, and one night during a dance (I heard it >> said), when my father and mother were playing their music up on the >> "stage", a row/fight started between two men in the middle of the >> dance-floor ----- one belonging to Fianna Fail, and the other from the >> opposite party, Fine Gael. My father jumped down off the "stage", >> knocked out the two of them with his fists; then jumped up on the >> "stage", and continued playing for the dance. As the old people used >> say: "Them were the days" !! I hope that this will help you with your >> research. Best wishes from Riobard (=the Gaelic for Robert) O'Dwyer. >> >> ------------------------------- >> To unsubscribe from the list, please send an email to >> BEARA-request@rootsweb.com with the word 'unsubscribe' without the quotes >> in the subject and the body of the message >> > >------------------------------- >To unsubscribe from the list, please send an email to BEARA-request@rootsweb.com with the word 'unsubscribe' without the quotes in the subject and the body of the message

Bill, Sin away, you have a lot of company! Theresa > Hello Riobard, all, > > If dancing is a sin, I confess I'm a sinner. I'll be sinning later on > this > evening, and again on Friday evening, and again Saturday. Nor will my > sinning be only with one woman! I'll be sinning with a different woman > every time the music starts. > > Thanks be to the merciful Lord who forgave our ancestors their sinful > ways, > and watches over us all still. > > Bill Gawne > > On Wed, Sep 23, 2015 at 10:11 AM, Riobard O' Dwyer via > <beara@rootsweb.com> > wrote: > >> Recenty, I read an article in the paper from a Paula Vallely from >> Keady. Co. Armagh, saying that she was researching about dance halls >> in rural Iraland during the 1930s, 1940s, and the 1950s. This is the >> answer I wrote her back: >> Dear Paula, >> My parents' dance hall in the (Ardgroom) Village was >> opened circa Christmas 1936. The Priests here were very much against >> dancing at the time. One of them used ask people going to Confession >> if they were dancing in my parents' hall on the previous Sunday night. >> If they admitted it. they would not be given absolution by him, as he >> looked upon dancing as a mortal sin. Such rubbish !! Once, he walked >> into the centre of the dance floor., and spread out his hands as if to >> "clear" the hall of the "sinners". Many of the local people used be >> walking up and down the village road outside the dance hall, afraid of >> their lives of the damnation of the Priest if they went in. I >> remember, as a young lad of about 10., sitting on the 2nd set of the >> top left of the Church during Mass, and listening to my father and >> mother being denounced from the Altar by the Priest for not closing >> the dance at 10 p.m. on a Sunday night ----- dances used be held early >> here on a Sunday night. One time, my father held a dance to 12 o'clock >> on a Christmas night, and the Parish Priest went to court to stop him. >> It used cost 4 pence to go to the dances in those days; later, it went >> up to 6 pence; and, later again, to a shilling. The dances in the hall >> were the Set Dance (to Irish traditional music), the Waltz, the >> 2-step, the Barn Dance, and the "Stack of Barley". The dance band >> consisted of my father playing the "button-key" accordeon, and my >> mother playing the fiddle/violin, and sometimes the concertina. There >> was no such thing as amplification. People kept up as near as he/she >> could to the stage. The men used stand on one side of the hall, and >> the girls on the other side. During the dance, there used be what was >> called the Ladies' Choice ----- when a lady had the privilege of going >> across the dance floor and asking the man of her choice for a dance. >> Sometimes, the man of her choice would feel he was "fixed up" after >> that, and would, later in the week, ask her out for a "date". The >> girls wore ordinary-length dresses ----- not like the "up to their >> ar__s" that some of them wear nowadays. Before their dance hall of >> 1936, my father built a very small hall at the top of the village, up >> beside the nearby river, when my parents came back home from America. >> It was after the Civil War, and one night during a dance (I heard it >> said), when my father and mother were playing their music up on the >> "stage", a row/fight started between two men in the middle of the >> dance-floor ----- one belonging to Fianna Fail, and the other from the >> opposite party, Fine Gael. My father jumped down off the "stage", >> knocked out the two of them with his fists; then jumped up on the >> "stage", and continued playing for the dance. As the old people used >> say: "Them were the days" !! I hope that this will help you with your >> research. Best wishes from Riobard (=the Gaelic for Robert) O'Dwyer. >> >> ------------------------------- >> To unsubscribe from the list, please send an email to >> BEARA-request@rootsweb.com with the word 'unsubscribe' without the >> quotes >> in the subject and the body of the message >> > > ------------------------------- > To unsubscribe from the list, please send an email to > BEARA-request@rootsweb.com with the word 'unsubscribe' without the quotes > in the subject and the body of the message > --------------------------------------------- This message was sent using SnowCrest WebMail. http://www.snowcrest.net

And we're all the better for it! In a message dated 9/23/2015 5:19:06 P.M. Eastern Daylight Time, beara@rootsweb.com writes: Hello Riobard, all, If dancing is a sin, I confess I'm a sinner. I'll be sinning later on this evening, and again on Friday evening, and again Saturday. Nor will my sinning be only with one woman! I'll be sinning with a different woman every time the music starts. Thanks be to the merciful Lord who forgave our ancestors their sinful ways, and watches over us all still. Bill Gawne On Wed, Sep 23, 2015 at 10:11 AM, Riobard O' Dwyer via <beara@rootsweb.com> wrote: > Recenty, I read an article in the paper from a Paula Vallely from > Keady. Co. Armagh, saying that she was researching about dance halls > in rural Iraland during the 1930s, 1940s, and the 1950s. This is the > answer I wrote her back: > Dear Paula, > My parents' dance hall in the (Ardgroom) Village was > opened circa Christmas 1936. The Priests here were very much against > dancing at the time. One of them used ask people going to Confession > if they were dancing in my parents' hall on the previous Sunday night. > If they admitted it. they would not be given absolution by him, as he > looked upon dancing as a mortal sin. Such rubbish !! Once, he walked > into the centre of the dance floor., and spread out his hands as if to > "clear" the hall of the "sinners". Many of the local people used be > walking up and down the village road outside the dance hall, afraid of > their lives of the damnation of the Priest if they went in. I > remember, as a young lad of about 10., sitting on the 2nd set of the > top left of the Church during Mass, and listening to my father and > mother being denounced from the Altar by the Priest for not closing > the dance at 10 p.m. on a Sunday night ----- dances used be held early > here on a Sunday night. One time, my father held a dance to 12 o'clock > on a Christmas night, and the Parish Priest went to court to stop him. > It used cost 4 pence to go to the dances in those days; later, it went > up to 6 pence; and, later again, to a shilling. The dances in the hall > were the Set Dance (to Irish traditional music), the Waltz, the > 2-step, the Barn Dance, and the "Stack of Barley". The dance band > consisted of my father playing the "button-key" accordeon, and my > mother playing the fiddle/violin, and sometimes the concertina. There > was no such thing as amplification. People kept up as near as he/she > could to the stage. The men used stand on one side of the hall, and > the girls on the other side. During the dance, there used be what was > called the Ladies' Choice ----- when a lady had the privilege of going > across the dance floor and asking the man of her choice for a dance. > Sometimes, the man of her choice would feel he was "fixed up" after > that, and would, later in the week, ask her out for a "date". The > girls wore ordinary-length dresses ----- not like the "up to their > ar__s" that some of them wear nowadays. Before their dance hall of > 1936, my father built a very small hall at the top of the village, up > beside the nearby river, when my parents came back home from America. > It was after the Civil War, and one night during a dance (I heard it > said), when my father and mother were playing their music up on the > "stage", a row/fight started between two men in the middle of the > dance-floor ----- one belonging to Fianna Fail, and the other from the > opposite party, Fine Gael. My father jumped down off the "stage", > knocked out the two of them with his fists; then jumped up on the > "stage", and continued playing for the dance. As the old people used > say: "Them were the days" !! I hope that this will help you with your > research. Best wishes from Riobard (=the Gaelic for Robert) O'Dwyer. > > ------------------------------- > To unsubscribe from the list, please send an email to > BEARA-request@rootsweb.com with the word 'unsubscribe' without the quotes > in the subject and the body of the message > ------------------------------- To unsubscribe from the list, please send an email to BEARA-request@rootsweb.com with the word 'unsubscribe' without the quotes in the subject and the body of the message

Eamonn Lyons On Wednesday, September 23, 2015, blarneysouth <blarneysouth@aol.com> wrote: Great memories of The Borderline Ballroom where Cork meets Kerry!!! Where was the original on at The top of the village? Holly Bar side or Jeremiah Leahys side? Eamonn Lyons On Wednesday, September 23, 2015, Riobard O' Dwyer via < beara@rootsweb.com> wrote: Recenty, I read an article in the paper from a Paula Vallely from Keady. Co. Armagh, saying that she was researching about dance halls in rural Iraland during the 1930s, 1940s, and the 1950s. This is the answer I wrote her back: Dear Paula, My parents' dance hall in the (Ardgroom) Village was opened circa Christmas 1936. The Priests here were very much against dancing at the time. One of them used ask people going to Confession if they were dancing in my parents' hall on the previous Sunday night. If they admitted it. they would not be given absolution by him, as he looked upon dancing as a mortal sin. Such rubbish !! Once, he walked into the centre of the dance floor., and spread out his hands as if to "clear" the hall of the "sinners". Many of the local people used be walking up and down the village road outside the dance hall, afraid of their lives of the damnation of the Priest if they went in. I remember, as a young lad of about 10., sitting on the 2nd set of the top left of the Church during Mass, and listening to my father and mother being denounced from the Altar by the Priest for not closing the dance at 10 p.m. on a Sunday night ----- dances used be held early here on a Sunday night. One time, my father held a dance to 12 o'clock on a Christmas night, and the Parish Priest went to court to stop him. It used cost 4 pence to go to the dances in those days; later, it went up to 6 pence; and, later again, to a shilling. The dances in the hall were the Set Dance (to Irish traditional music), the Waltz, the 2-step, the Barn Dance, and the "Stack of Barley". The dance band consisted of my father playing the "button-key" accordeon, and my mother playing the fiddle/violin, and sometimes the concertina. There was no such thing as amplification. People kept up as near as he/she could to the stage. The men used stand on one side of the hall, and the girls on the other side. During the dance, there used be what was called the Ladies' Choice ----- when a lady had the privilege of going across the dance floor and asking the man of her choice for a dance. Sometimes, the man of her choice would feel he was "fixed up" after that, and would, later in the week, ask her out for a "date". The girls wore ordinary-length dresses ----- not like the "up to their ar__s" that some of them wear nowadays. Before their dance hall of 1936, my father built a very small hall at the top of the village, up beside the nearby river, when my parents came back home from America. It was after the Civil War, and one night during a dance (I heard it said), when my father and mother were playing their music up on the "stage", a row/fight started between two men in the middle of the dance-floor ----- one belonging to Fianna Fail, and the other from the opposite party, Fine Gael. My father jumped down off the "stage", knocked out the two of them with his fists; then jumped up on the "stage", and continued playing for the dance. As the old people used say: "Them were the days" !! I hope that this will help you with your research. Best wishes from Riobard (=the Gaelic for Robert) O'Dwyer. ------------------------------- To unsubscribe from the list, please send an email to BEARA-request@rootsweb.com with the word 'unsubscribe' without the quotes in the subject and the body of the message

Hello Riobard, all, If dancing is a sin, I confess I'm a sinner. I'll be sinning later on this evening, and again on Friday evening, and again Saturday. Nor will my sinning be only with one woman! I'll be sinning with a different woman every time the music starts. Thanks be to the merciful Lord who forgave our ancestors their sinful ways, and watches over us all still. Bill Gawne On Wed, Sep 23, 2015 at 10:11 AM, Riobard O' Dwyer via <beara@rootsweb.com> wrote: > Recenty, I read an article in the paper from a Paula Vallely from > Keady. Co. Armagh, saying that she was researching about dance halls > in rural Iraland during the 1930s, 1940s, and the 1950s. This is the > answer I wrote her back: > Dear Paula, > My parents' dance hall in the (Ardgroom) Village was > opened circa Christmas 1936. The Priests here were very much against > dancing at the time. One of them used ask people going to Confession > if they were dancing in my parents' hall on the previous Sunday night. > If they admitted it. they would not be given absolution by him, as he > looked upon dancing as a mortal sin. Such rubbish !! Once, he walked > into the centre of the dance floor., and spread out his hands as if to > "clear" the hall of the "sinners". Many of the local people used be > walking up and down the village road outside the dance hall, afraid of > their lives of the damnation of the Priest if they went in. I > remember, as a young lad of about 10., sitting on the 2nd set of the > top left of the Church during Mass, and listening to my father and > mother being denounced from the Altar by the Priest for not closing > the dance at 10 p.m. on a Sunday night ----- dances used be held early > here on a Sunday night. One time, my father held a dance to 12 o'clock > on a Christmas night, and the Parish Priest went to court to stop him. > It used cost 4 pence to go to the dances in those days; later, it went > up to 6 pence; and, later again, to a shilling. The dances in the hall > were the Set Dance (to Irish traditional music), the Waltz, the > 2-step, the Barn Dance, and the "Stack of Barley". The dance band > consisted of my father playing the "button-key" accordeon, and my > mother playing the fiddle/violin, and sometimes the concertina. There > was no such thing as amplification. People kept up as near as he/she > could to the stage. The men used stand on one side of the hall, and > the girls on the other side. During the dance, there used be what was > called the Ladies' Choice ----- when a lady had the privilege of going > across the dance floor and asking the man of her choice for a dance. > Sometimes, the man of her choice would feel he was "fixed up" after > that, and would, later in the week, ask her out for a "date". The > girls wore ordinary-length dresses ----- not like the "up to their > ar__s" that some of them wear nowadays. Before their dance hall of > 1936, my father built a very small hall at the top of the village, up > beside the nearby river, when my parents came back home from America. > It was after the Civil War, and one night during a dance (I heard it > said), when my father and mother were playing their music up on the > "stage", a row/fight started between two men in the middle of the > dance-floor ----- one belonging to Fianna Fail, and the other from the > opposite party, Fine Gael. My father jumped down off the "stage", > knocked out the two of them with his fists; then jumped up on the > "stage", and continued playing for the dance. As the old people used > say: "Them were the days" !! I hope that this will help you with your > research. Best wishes from Riobard (=the Gaelic for Robert) O'Dwyer. > > ------------------------------- > To unsubscribe from the list, please send an email to > BEARA-request@rootsweb.com with the word 'unsubscribe' without the quotes > in the subject and the body of the message >

Recenty, I read an article in the paper from a Paula Vallely from Keady. Co. Armagh, saying that she was researching about dance halls in rural Iraland during the 1930s, 1940s, and the 1950s. This is the answer I wrote her back: Dear Paula, My parents' dance hall in the (Ardgroom) Village was opened circa Christmas 1936. The Priests here were very much against dancing at the time. One of them used ask people going to Confession if they were dancing in my parents' hall on the previous Sunday night. If they admitted it. they would not be given absolution by him, as he looked upon dancing as a mortal sin. Such rubbish !! Once, he walked into the centre of the dance floor., and spread out his hands as if to "clear" the hall of the "sinners". Many of the local people used be walking up and down the village road outside the dance hall, afraid of their lives of the damnation of the Priest if they went in. I remember, as a young lad of about 10., sitting on the 2nd set of the top left of the Church during Mass, and listening to my father and mother being denounced from the Altar by the Priest for not closing the dance at 10 p.m. on a Sunday night ----- dances used be held early here on a Sunday night. One time, my father held a dance to 12 o'clock on a Christmas night, and the Parish Priest went to court to stop him. It used cost 4 pence to go to the dances in those days; later, it went up to 6 pence; and, later again, to a shilling. The dances in the hall were the Set Dance (to Irish traditional music), the Waltz, the 2-step, the Barn Dance, and the "Stack of Barley". The dance band consisted of my father playing the "button-key" accordeon, and my mother playing the fiddle/violin, and sometimes the concertina. There was no such thing as amplification. People kept up as near as he/she could to the stage. The men used stand on one side of the hall, and the girls on the other side. During the dance, there used be what was called the Ladies' Choice ----- when a lady had the privilege of going across the dance floor and asking the man of her choice for a dance. Sometimes, the man of her choice would feel he was "fixed up" after that, and would, later in the week, ask her out for a "date". The girls wore ordinary-length dresses ----- not like the "up to their ar__s" that some of them wear nowadays. Before their dance hall of 1936, my father built a very small hall at the top of the village, up beside the nearby river, when my parents came back home from America. It was after the Civil War, and one night during a dance (I heard it said), when my father and mother were playing their music up on the "stage", a row/fight started between two men in the middle of the dance-floor ----- one belonging to Fianna Fail, and the other from the opposite party, Fine Gael. My father jumped down off the "stage", knocked out the two of them with his fists; then jumped up on the "stage", and continued playing for the dance. As the old people used say: "Them were the days" !! I hope that this will help you with your research. Best wishes from Riobard (=the Gaelic for Robert) O'Dwyer.

What lovely memories and what great parents that you had. Theresa > Recenty, I read an article in the paper from a Paula Vallely from > Keady. Co. Armagh, saying that she was researching about dance halls > in rural Iraland during the 1930s, 1940s, and the 1950s. This is the > answer I wrote her back: > Dear Paula, > My parents' dance hall in the (Ardgroom) Village was > opened circa Christmas 1936. The Priests here were very much against > dancing at the time. One of them used ask people going to Confession > if they were dancing in my parents' hall on the previous Sunday night. > If they admitted it. they would not be given absolution by him, as he > looked upon dancing as a mortal sin. Such rubbish !! Once, he walked > into the centre of the dance floor., and spread out his hands as if to > "clear" the hall of the "sinners". Many of the local people used be > walking up and down the village road outside the dance hall, afraid of > their lives of the damnation of the Priest if they went in. I > remember, as a young lad of about 10., sitting on the 2nd set of the > top left of the Church during Mass, and listening to my father and > mother being denounced from the Altar by the Priest for not closing > the dance at 10 p.m. on a Sunday night ----- dances used be held early > here on a Sunday night. One time, my father held a dance to 12 o'clock > on a Christmas night, and the Parish Priest went to court to stop him. > It used cost 4 pence to go to the dances in those days; later, it went > up to 6 pence; and, later again, to a shilling. The dances in the hall > were the Set Dance (to Irish traditional music), the Waltz, the > 2-step, the Barn Dance, and the "Stack of Barley". The dance band > consisted of my father playing the "button-key" accordeon, and my > mother playing the fiddle/violin, and sometimes the concertina. There > was no such thing as amplification. People kept up as near as he/she > could to the stage. The men used stand on one side of the hall, and > the girls on the other side. During the dance, there used be what was > called the Ladies' Choice ----- when a lady had the privilege of going > across the dance floor and asking the man of her choice for a dance. > Sometimes, the man of her choice would feel he was "fixed up" after > that, and would, later in the week, ask her out for a "date". The > girls wore ordinary-length dresses ----- not like the "up to their > ar__s" that some of them wear nowadays. Before their dance hall of > 1936, my father built a very small hall at the top of the village, up > beside the nearby river, when my parents came back home from America. > It was after the Civil War, and one night during a dance (I heard it > said), when my father and mother were playing their music up on the > "stage", a row/fight started between two men in the middle of the > dance-floor ----- one belonging to Fianna Fail, and the other from the > opposite party, Fine Gael. My father jumped down off the "stage", > knocked out the two of them with his fists; then jumped up on the > "stage", and continued playing for the dance. As the old people used > say: "Them were the days" !! I hope that this will help you with your > research. Best wishes from Riobard (=the Gaelic for Robert) O'Dwyer. > > ------------------------------- > To unsubscribe from the list, please send an email to > BEARA-request@rootsweb.com with the word 'unsubscribe' without the quotes > in the subject and the body of the message > --------------------------------------------- This message was sent using SnowCrest WebMail. http://www.snowcrest.net

Oh Riobard, it is so nice to have you back. You were so missed. What a delightful story and lovely memory for you. Thank you so much for sharing it. Loretta McDermott McGinn In a message dated 9/23/2015 10:16:01 A.M. Eastern Daylight Time, beara@rootsweb.com writes: Recenty, I read an article in the paper from a Paula Vallely from Keady. Co. Armagh, saying that she was researching about dance halls in rural Iraland during the 1930s, 1940s, and the 1950s. This is the answer I wrote her back: Dear Paula, My parents' dance hall in the (Ardgroom) Village was opened circa Christmas 1936. The Priests here were very much against dancing at the time. One of them used ask people going to Confession if they were dancing in my parents' hall on the previous Sunday night. If they admitted it. they would not be given absolution by him, as he looked upon dancing as a mortal sin. Such rubbish !! Once, he walked into the centre of the dance floor., and spread out his hands as if to "clear" the hall of the "sinners". Many of the local people used be walking up and down the village road outside the dance hall, afraid of their lives of the damnation of the Priest if they went in. I remember, as a young lad of about 10., sitting on the 2nd set of the top left of the Church during Mass, and listening to my father and mother being denounced from the Altar by the Priest for not closing the dance at 10 p.m. on a Sunday night ----- dances used be held early here on a Sunday night. One time, my father held a dance to 12 o'clock on a Christmas night, and the Parish Priest went to court to stop him. It used cost 4 pence to go to the dances in those days; later, it went up to 6 pence; and, later again, to a shilling. The dances in the hall were the Set Dance (to Irish traditional music), the Waltz, the 2-step, the Barn Dance, and the "Stack of Barley". The dance band consisted of my father playing the "button-key" accordeon, and my mother playing the fiddle/violin, and sometimes the concertina. There was no such thing as amplification. People kept up as near as he/she could to the stage. The men used stand on one side of the hall, and the girls on the other side. During the dance, there used be what was called the Ladies' Choice ----- when a lady had the privilege of going across the dance floor and asking the man of her choice for a dance. Sometimes, the man of her choice would feel he was "fixed up" after that, and would, later in the week, ask her out for a "date". The girls wore ordinary-length dresses ----- not like the "up to their ar__s" that some of them wear nowadays. Before their dance hall of 1936, my father built a very small hall at the top of the village, up beside the nearby river, when my parents came back home from America. It was after the Civil War, and one night during a dance (I heard it said), when my father and mother were playing their music up on the "stage", a row/fight started between two men in the middle of the dance-floor ----- one belonging to Fianna Fail, and the other from the opposite party, Fine Gael. My father jumped down off the "stage", knocked out the two of them with his fists; then jumped up on the "stage", and continued playing for the dance. As the old people used say: "Them were the days" !! I hope that this will help you with your research. Best wishes from Riobard (=the Gaelic for Robert) O'Dwyer. ------------------------------- To unsubscribe from the list, please send an email to BEARA-request@rootsweb.com with the word 'unsubscribe' without the quotes in the subject and the body of the message

Searching Find My Past with the Irish Petty Sessions records - and there is an entry from May 1882 that says "the defendant was one of a disorderly mob who shouted down with landlordism and to hell with Buckshot Foster" Another entry someone was brought up in the Petty Session records because their pigs got out on a public street. Some of these entries are funny - some are sad.   From: Bill Gawne via <beara@rootsweb.com> To: beara@rootsweb.com Sent: Wednesday, September 16, 2015 10:05 AM Subject: [BEARA] Free weekend of access to FindMyPast starts Friday Dear friends of Beara, >From today's Irish Genealogy News: http://www.irishgenealogynews.com/2015/09/free-weekend-of-access-to-findmypa st.html FindMyPast has announced that its entire collection of records from Ireland, UK, USA and Australia/NZ will be opened up to all comers this weekend. Yep, a free weekend! Among the highlights of the collection is a huge database of British military records, millions of immigration records and passenger manifests for ships sailing to and from Europe, Australia, New Zealand, and the USA, and a vast archive of historical newspapers from around the world including 88 Irish newspapers. The World collection of some 4billion records will be free to access from Friday 18 September (Noon Dublin/London time; 7am EDT; 9pm AEST) until Monday 21 September (Noon Dublin/London time; 7am EDT; 9am AEST). (More at the link, including links to FMP in various countries.) Bill Gawne ------------------------------- To unsubscribe from the list, please send an email to BEARA-request@rootsweb.com with the word 'unsubscribe' without the quotes in the subject and the body of the message

That's awesome news.  Thanks for the info.  I happen to get free access recently at a library and discovered Irish Petty Sessions Court Registers 1828-1912 which showed my great grandmother (Georgina Sheehan) and her siblings being brought up on charges for begging - which is sad because by that time they were orphans and as it said destitute - ages ranged from 16-6.  Lots of other interesting court records in the Irish Petty Sessions. From: Bill Gawne via <beara@rootsweb.com> To: beara@rootsweb.com Sent: Wednesday, September 16, 2015 10:05 AM Subject: [BEARA] Free weekend of access to FindMyPast starts Friday Dear friends of Beara, >From today's Irish Genealogy News: http://www.irishgenealogynews.com/2015/09/free-weekend-of-access-to-findmypa st.html FindMyPast has announced that its entire collection of records from Ireland, UK, USA and Australia/NZ will be opened up to all comers this weekend. Yep, a free weekend! Among the highlights of the collection is a huge database of British military records, millions of immigration records and passenger manifests for ships sailing to and from Europe, Australia, New Zealand, and the USA, and a vast archive of historical newspapers from around the world including 88 Irish newspapers. The World collection of some 4billion records will be free to access from Friday 18 September (Noon Dublin/London time; 7am EDT; 9pm AEST) until Monday 21 September (Noon Dublin/London time; 7am EDT; 9am AEST). (More at the link, including links to FMP in various countries.) Bill Gawne ------------------------------- To unsubscribe from the list, please send an email to BEARA-request@rootsweb.com with the word 'unsubscribe' without the quotes in the subject and the body of the message

Dear friends of Beara, >From today's Irish Genealogy News: http://www.irishgenealogynews.com/2015/09/free-weekend-of-access-to-findmypa st.html FindMyPast has announced that its entire collection of records from Ireland, UK, USA and Australia/NZ will be opened up to all comers this weekend. Yep, a free weekend! Among the highlights of the collection is a huge database of British military records, millions of immigration records and passenger manifests for ships sailing to and from Europe, Australia, New Zealand, and the USA, and a vast archive of historical newspapers from around the world including 88 Irish newspapers. The World collection of some 4billion records will be free to access from Friday 18 September (Noon Dublin/London time; 7am EDT; 9pm AEST) until Monday 21 September (Noon Dublin/London time; 7am EDT; 9am AEST). (More at the link, including links to FMP in various countries.) Bill Gawne

Hi Chuck, all, Yes, there is an archive. It's online at http://archiver.rootsweb.ancestry.com/th/index?list=beara and I have in fact used it to help Riobard recover some of his stories over the years. Many -- perhaps all -- of them were included in the many boxes of material that were obtained by the Massachusetts Historical Society. They've also been provided to several Irish graduate students who were working on historical studies of the people of Beara. Anyone can search the archive and read every post that has ever been made to the Beara mailing list, should they wish. Bill Gawne -----Original Message----- From: beara-bounces@rootsweb.com [mailto:beara-bounces@rootsweb.com] On Behalf Of Chuck Weinstein via Sent: Tuesday, September 15, 2015 12:16 PM To: beara@rootsweb.com Subject: Re: [BEARA] Riobard's Wonderful Stories Is there an archive to this list that might contain Riobard's stories to this list? If so, someone should help him compile and publish them. They are a wonderful glimpse at life in Beara. Chuck Weinstein Bellport, NY Cmw521@earthlink.net ------------------------------- To unsubscribe from the list, please send an email to BEARA-request@rootsweb.com with the word 'unsubscribe' without the quotes in the subject and the body of the message

Is there an archive to this list that might contain Riobard's stories to this list? If so, someone should help him compile and publish them. They are a wonderful glimpse at life in Beara. Chuck Weinstein Bellport, NY Cmw521@earthlink.net

Chuck and all, Please do check out the archive. It is quite loaded with much rich information and sometimes connnections to other family members. It takes a while to go through, but it's really worth it. Thanks Bill for keeping it all alive for us. Theresa > Hi Chuck, all, > > Yes, there is an archive. It's online at > http://archiver.rootsweb.ancestry.com/th/index?list=beara and I have in > fact > used it to help Riobard recover some of his stories over the years. Many > -- > perhaps all -- of them were included in the many boxes of material that > were > obtained by the Massachusetts Historical Society. They've also been > provided to several Irish graduate students who were working on historical > studies of the people of Beara. > > Anyone can search the archive and read every post that has ever been made > to > the Beara mailing list, should they wish. > > Bill Gawne > > -----Original Message----- > From: beara-bounces@rootsweb.com [mailto:beara-bounces@rootsweb.com] On > Behalf Of Chuck Weinstein via > Sent: Tuesday, September 15, 2015 12:16 PM > To: beara@rootsweb.com > Subject: Re: [BEARA] Riobard's Wonderful Stories > > Is there an archive to this list that might contain Riobard's stories to > this list? If so, someone should help him compile and publish them. They > are a wonderful glimpse at life in Beara. > > Chuck Weinstein > Bellport, NY > Cmw521@earthlink.net > > > > ------------------------------- > To unsubscribe from the list, please send an email to > BEARA-request@rootsweb.com with the word 'unsubscribe' without the quotes > in > the subject and the body of the message > > > ------------------------------- > To unsubscribe from the list, please send an email to > BEARA-request@rootsweb.com with the word 'unsubscribe' without the quotes > in the subject and the body of the message > --------------------------------------------- This message was sent using SnowCrest WebMail. http://www.snowcrest.net

Riobard, I was just reading some of your wonderful stories (I save them all) and I felt compelled to tell you hoe much I enjoy reading them again and again. I just read about last year's Festival in Dursey Island. I felt like I was right there with you, and you only in the "youth of your maturity." With much love Slán, Marge in Southern California Searching: Golden, Sullivan, Kelly, Shea, O'Connor in Kerry and Connecticut Fee, Cassidy, Gilbride in Fermanagh, Cavan and Connecticut Lynch in Limerick, Kildare and Connecticut Walsh, Stackpole, Kelly, Garry, Donovan, Doyle, King, Clowney/Clooney, in Kildare

- I found this site today on the Eoganacht septs which O'Sullivan's are: http://www.eoganachtsepts.com/index.htm   - - hope this helps someone - SlanSeamus -