January, 1927, Sunday 2

Drove to the little village of Togler with Fr. Pat for Mass and Benediction. After had breakfast in a little room over the sacristy. Fr. Pat got a few sick calls on the way home, and we passed through the bleakest and stoniest mountain roads….

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January, 1927, Monday 3

Early in the morning, much to my delight, Fr. Pat decided to take me to Glengarriffe, so having called for the Stockleys and Mám, off we bowled. Poor Fr. Pat, owing to his late hard exertions, was a bit extreme and fidgety, but nevertheless we…

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