Another blast from the past.

My friend Mary Browne grew up in an Irish dance hall. Her father owned one in Co. Kerry. As a child she used to make dinner and feed all the bands that played at their dance hall in her mother's kitchen. She really knew what went on behind the scenes.

Everyone arrived by bicycle and outside the hall huge stacks of bikes piled up. She marveled that anyone found their own bike after the dance. The dance hall is still there adjacent to her mother's house but is now used as storage. The era of the dance halls in Ireland is a memory from the past.

Thanks again Michele. I enjoyed the Padraig Kennelly Archives and a glimpse at Dunquin in 1968.

After connecting to Youtube I spent an hour looking at the many videos of old Ireland.

The 1934 newsreel is a real treasure. It reminded me of my mother who immigrated in 1927 and would say that the only skill she had when she arrived in the US was, she knew how to thatch a roof. Not a talent she used here.

Judy M.