SNIPPET: Tony FAHY's true story first appeared in the Carrigallen (Leitrim) Parish Jubilee Celebration publication, "Jubilee 2000." It recently appeared in the 2005 issue of the "Leitrim Guardian" periodical together with some photos. One accompanying old photo is of his parents, Teenie and Paddy FAHY, his infant sister Susan, and himself, at about two years of age. Another shows candles on Mass Rock at Tully, and a third includes Gemma BRUGHA sitting at Mass Rock, with whom he found he shared an amazing story. Per Tony - "The three main events of the Jubilee Year in Carrigallen, Leitrim, were: the Pilgrimage, the Mass on Tully Rock and the Jubilee end-of-year Mass in St. Mary's. My particular story takes place at Tully Rock, a place so far out in the wilds of Carrigallen that I nearly gave up looking for it, till I met one or two others in the same predicament. I took quite a lot of pictures, and afterward retired to a very nice presentation of tea and sandwiches which were very welcome. I was talking to Mrs. DOHERTY from Beaghabeg, whom I hadn't seen for some time when I was interrupted by Christine MURTAGH. She drew me to one side to introduce me to one of her friends, an Irish nurse who had lived in Africa in recent years and was only going to be in the country for a short while. But she was from Dublin, as I was originally, which is why Christine introduced us. We were chatting away, having the tea, when Gemma, as she was introduced to me, said that she was from Dundrum in Co. Dublin. I, in turn, said that I had spent the first two months of my life in Dundrum. 'Yes,' I said. 'We lived in Annaville Grove.' Gemma stopped and looked at me and said, 'You're Anthony FAHY, aren't you.' Now, only family in Dublin would have known me by Anthony. I said, 'How can you possibly know that? I've never met you, have I? 'Well,' she said, 'No, but you lived in No. 1 Annaville Grove and we lived in No. 2.' 'But,' I said, "I only lived in Annaville Grove for about two months as a baby. You couldn't possibly remember me from that time, even if you did know me then.' 'Well,' she said, 'Not only that, but I've been praying for you for the last 40 or so years.' There was a bit of stunned silence, that was followed by me saying: "You've been what?' And she repeated what she had said, word for word. 'But you've not seen me since then, have you?' I said to Gemma, 'There must be more to this.' 'Well, said Gemma, 'My brother was born around the time that you were. At that time it was customary to include the babies in your night prayers and as you, Anthony, had just been born, you had been added to the prayers of not only myself but my whole family.' I could see the headline in the Wednesday's 'Leitrim Observer' - 'Miracle at Mass Rock!' Fr. YOUNG would have a field day! I was truly astonished by what I had just heard. Gemma went on to say that over the years she often used to wonder who this person was that was in her prayers since being a baby herself. Was he still alive? What exactly did he mean to her to be included every night in her prayers.... Finally, about five years ago, she decided to drop this 'Anthony Fahy' from her prayers ... someone she did not know.' Tony FAHY goes on - "Consider the chances of the two of us being in the middle of nowhere, meeting on the top of a rock that had hardly been seen since penal times; Gemma only fleetingly in this country, don't mind Carrigallen -- only meeting because of all the people who were on the Rock that day, Christine introducing us, as she knew we had some tentative Dublin background -- and me just about giving up on finding Tully Rock and had literally turned the car back when I saw someone else. That night we all met again in John Joe DOLAN's, had a great sing-song, re-told the story a few times and then Gemma was off to Dublin. Next morning, after processing the pictures I had taken, I was delighted to discover that I had actually taken a picture of Gemma. I never thought at the time to have someone take a picture of us together...." Gemma sent Tony an e-mail shortly after returning home. It read, 'Greetings. Yes everyone remembers you, not only I, but also my sister and brother prayed for you for years not knowing who you were. It seems that you were born around the same time as my brother so you were just bunged into the prayers. My mother says that your parents had a flat upstairs of the house next door to us - 'CLUNES' of which family only the son remains still living there. My mother remembers your parents - that your mother was from Donegal - as is my mother - and that your father, from Galway, worked in Radio Eireann. Your mother gave my mother the feathers to make a Red-Indian headdress for my brother! I enjoyed my Leitrim weekend - will come again. Keep up the great music! Gemma BRUGHA.'