http://www.glenfarne.com/bb/ Meeting Point for all things "Glenfarne" en Thu, 09 Sep 2010 10:38:11 GMT http://blogs.law.harvard.edu/tech/rss UseBB
Is there available anywhere a map or registry of old graves in that cemetery that might assist me in my research?]]> http://www.glenfarne.com/bb/topic.php?post=39#post39 http://www.glenfarne.com/bb/post.php?topic=16&quotepost=39 Tue, 07 Sep 2010 17:20:06 GMT http://www.glenfarne.com/bb/topic.php?post=39#post39 http://www.glenfarne.com/bb/topic.php?post=38#post38 http://www.glenfarne.com/bb/post.php?topic=13&quotepost=38 Tue, 07 Sep 2010 06:20:50 GMT http://www.glenfarne.com/bb/topic.php?post=38#post38 http://www.glenfarne.com/bb/topic.php?post=37#post37 http://www.glenfarne.com/bb/post.php?topic=3&quotepost=37 Tue, 07 Sep 2010 06:19:07 GMT http://www.glenfarne.com/bb/topic.php?post=37#post37 http://www.glenfarne.com/bb/topic.php?post=36#post36 http://www.glenfarne.com/bb/post.php?topic=14&quotepost=36 Tue, 07 Sep 2010 06:18:17 GMT http://www.glenfarne.com/bb/topic.php?post=36#post36 em also new here , nice to meet you all !!!
looking forward to get so much useful info and some good friends from here , nice forum , keep up the good work . . . !!!]]> http://www.glenfarne.com/bb/topic.php?post=35#post35 http://www.glenfarne.com/bb/post.php?topic=1&quotepost=35 Tue, 07 Sep 2010 06:17:25 GMT http://www.glenfarne.com/bb/topic.php?post=35#post35 http://www.glenfarne.com/bb/topic.php?post=34#post34 http://www.glenfarne.com/bb/post.php?topic=15&quotepost=34 Mon, 02 Aug 2010 12:01:02 GMT http://www.glenfarne.com/bb/topic.php?post=34#post34 http://www.glenfarne.com/bb/topic.php?post=33#post33 http://www.glenfarne.com/bb/post.php?topic=1&quotepost=33 Mon, 02 Aug 2010 11:58:19 GMT http://www.glenfarne.com/bb/topic.php?post=33#post33 ]]> http://www.glenfarne.com/bb/topic.php?post=32#post32 http://www.glenfarne.com/bb/post.php?topic=15&quotepost=32 Wed, 23 Jun 2010 12:18:50 GMT http://www.glenfarne.com/bb/topic.php?post=32#post32 What kind of video games you like? ]]> http://www.glenfarne.com/bb/topic.php?post=31#post31 http://www.glenfarne.com/bb/post.php?topic=14&quotepost=31 Wed, 23 Jun 2010 12:13:08 GMT http://www.glenfarne.com/bb/topic.php?post=31#post31 http://www.glenfarne.com/bb/topic.php?post=30#post30 http://www.glenfarne.com/bb/post.php?topic=6&quotepost=30 Wed, 23 Jun 2010 12:11:16 GMT http://www.glenfarne.com/bb/topic.php?post=30#post30 http://www.glenfarne.com/bb/topic.php?post=29#post29 http://www.glenfarne.com/bb/post.php?topic=3&quotepost=29 Wed, 23 Jun 2010 12:09:12 GMT http://www.glenfarne.com/bb/topic.php?post=29#post29 http://www.glenfarne.com/bb/topic.php?post=28#post28 http://www.glenfarne.com/bb/post.php?topic=1&quotepost=28 Wed, 23 Jun 2010 12:05:41 GMT http://www.glenfarne.com/bb/topic.php?post=28#post28
The graveyard is Kilmakerril (or Kilmakerrill) and is halfway between Glenfarne and Manorhamilton. As you say, it is pronounced Kilmacurle. As far as I know, there has never been a church there; the nearest is St.Clares at West Barrs.

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David ... in Melbourne, Aust.]]> http://www.glenfarne.com/bb/topic.php?post=27#post27 http://www.glenfarne.com/bb/post.php?topic=13&quotepost=27 Mon, 21 Sep 2009 23:58:37 GMT http://www.glenfarne.com/bb/topic.php?post=27#post27 Can anyone tell me the correct name of the Churchyard.
Thank you ]]> http://www.glenfarne.com/bb/topic.php?post=26#post26 http://www.glenfarne.com/bb/post.php?topic=13&quotepost=26 Mon, 10 Nov 2008 12:59:39 GMT http://www.glenfarne.com/bb/topic.php?post=26#post26
My father said his father never talked much about Ireland. He came to Chicago in 1885 and was a Chicago police officer from 1890 to 1936.

The only information I have about his family in Ireland is contained in two letters his younger sister (could be a half-sister), Rose, wrote to him in 1929. At that time, she lived in Paget Square in Enniskillen. His father (who had to have been in his 80s) was still alive and was living with her. In her letter, Rose mentions a brother named Frank and either a sister or sister-in-law named Margaret. She also mentioned that another brother Patrick was living with cousins in Glenfarne. Which explains why I am taking a shot in the dark on this website. Perhaps there are still some McGuire cousins in Glenfarne who might remember Patrick or Phil McGuire.]]> http://www.glenfarne.com/bb/topic.php?post=25#post25 http://www.glenfarne.com/bb/post.php?topic=12&quotepost=25 Sun, 02 Nov 2008 00:34:56 GMT http://www.glenfarne.com/bb/topic.php?post=25#post25 Their names were Thomas Magee and Bridgett McGowan.
They had to my knowledge 4 children - Michael, Patrick, John Thomas and my Great Grandmother Mary Ann. I am the Granddaughter of Mary Anns daughter Margaritta Magee who although was born in America in 1919, she, along with her Sister Grace was sent back to Ireland to be brought up by their Grandparents.
I know both thomas and Bridgett are buried in Glenfarne, but I don't know anything else. Would love to know their birth and death years and any other family information. Its time I added my irish family roots to the family tree I have been working on for 6 years now, but am lost as of where to start.
Any help or advice would be gratefully recieved.
Thank you in advance for any time or thought given.
Mrs Julia Barr ]]> http://www.glenfarne.com/bb/topic.php?post=24#post24 http://www.glenfarne.com/bb/post.php?topic=11&quotepost=24 Mon, 13 Oct 2008 15:56:33 GMT http://www.glenfarne.com/bb/topic.php?post=24#post24 Can anyone please help me, I am trying to trace and famliy history of my paternal Grandmothers family from Glenfarne, Co Leitrim.
I know my Great Grandfathers name was Thomas Magee and his wife was Bridgett Mcgowan. They had, to my knowledge, 4 children.
Michael, Patrick, John Thomas and Mary Ann(my Great Grandmother). I do know that Thomas and Bridgett are both buried in Glenfarne. My Grand Mother was Margaritta Magee she was born in USA in 1919 but was sent back with her sister Grace to be brought up by their Grandparents. This is all the info I have, I have no birth dates for Thomas and Bridgett and as I have been doing my family tree for 6 years, it is now time to try to conquerer the Irish side.
If anyone can help I would be so grateful.
Thank you in advance for any advice or help given.
Mrs Julia Barr ]]> http://www.glenfarne.com/bb/topic.php?post=23#post23 http://www.glenfarne.com/bb/post.php?topic=10&quotepost=23 Mon, 13 Oct 2008 15:51:02 GMT http://www.glenfarne.com/bb/topic.php?post=23#post23
I've placed my g grandparents in Ireland after many years of trying.

They were married in Carrickbeg Co. Waterford where my g grandmother, Mary Mullns, lived. On the birth cert. it has my g grandfather, Patrick Tomney, living in Carrickbeg, but on the civil registration he is given as coming from Glenfarn Co. Leitrim. I can't find anything on the Griffiths Valuations.

Can anybody please help me?

I would appreciate any assistance.

Regards

Bill]]> http://www.glenfarne.com/bb/topic.php?post=22#post22 http://www.glenfarne.com/bb/post.php?topic=9&quotepost=22 Sat, 09 Aug 2008 19:10:48 GMT http://www.glenfarne.com/bb/topic.php?post=22#post22 wow power leveling . Blue Beard wanted to marry one of the girls; but the girls did not want to marry Blue Beard.
　　Ann and wow power leveling did not want to marry the rich man because his beard was blue. Blue Beard had married many wives, but his wives had gone away. No one knew where his other wives had gone. The girls did not want to marry Blue Beard and become his wife, because no one knew where his other wives had gone. So their mother said to Blue Beard, "My girls do not want to marry you."
　　Then Blue Beard said, " Come and live in my house for some days." So they went and lived in Blue Beard’s house. It was a very beautiful house, and Blue Beard was good to them in many ways.
　　wow power leveling said, "His beard is blue, but he is not a bad man. He is very good in some ways. So I will marry him."
　　So wow power leveling married Blue Beard and went to live in the beautiful house.
　　Some days went by. Then Blue Beard said, "I shall go on a journey.’ Then he gave Fatima the keys of all the rooms in the house. He said, "This is the key of that little room; do not open the door of it. …Say that you will not open the door of the little room!"
　　wow power leveling said, "I will not open the door of that little room."
　　Then Blue Beard went away.
　　When Blue Beard was away, all wow power leveling’s friends came to see her. She showed them the rooms, and what a beautiful house it was; but she did not open the door of the little room.
　　The friends went away. Then wow power leveling said, "Shall I open the door of that little room now? Why did he say, "Do not open it’? I want to see what is in the little room."
　　wow power leveling took the key; she went to the door of the little room, and opened it. In the room she saw all Blue Beard’s other wives. They were dead!
　　The key fell from her hand. When she took it up there was a red mark on it.
　　She shut the door. Then she took the key to her room. She said, "Blue Beard will see the mark on the key; he will know that I have opened the door of the little room, and he will kill me, as he killed all the other wives." She rubbed the key with a cloth, but the mark did not go away. She washed the key in hot water, but the mark was not washed away. She rubbed the key on a stone, but she could not rub the mark away.
　　Blue Beard came back. He called wow power leveling, and said, "Give me my keys." wow power leveling gave him the other keys; but she did not give him the key of the little room. He said, "Where is the key of the little room?" She said, "I will bring it." She went and brought it; and he saw the red mark. He said, "You have opened the door of the tittle room. Now you shall die."
　　She fell at his feet:" Give me some hours to live," she said.
　　He said, "I will give you one hour."
　　wow power leveling had three brothers. Her brothers had said, "We shall come and see you today;" but they had not come. She said, "If my brothers come in this hour they will save me."
　　Her sister Ann was in the house. She called to her, "Sister Ann, Sister Ann, go to the window and see if my brothers are coming."
　　Sister Ann went to the window; she said, "I see no one coming."
　wow power levelingwaited a little; then she cried, " Sister Ann, Sister Ann, do you see anyone coming?"
　　Sister Ann said, "I do not see anyone; no one is coming." Blue Beard called, "wow power leveling!" wow power leveling said, "Sister Ann, Sister Ann, is anyone coming?" "I see a little dust," said Sister Ann, "very far away." Blue Beard called, "wow power leveling, come down." "Sister Ann, Sister Ann," Saidwow power leveling, "is there anyone in the dust?" "I see men in the dust," said Sister Ann. Blue Beard called, "An hour has gone by. Come down, wow power leveling, and I shall kill you." " Sister Ann, Sister Ann, are three men in the dust?"Blue Beard called, "An hour has gone by. If you do not come down, I shall come up." "I see three men," said Sister Ann. "They are my brothers!" said wow power leveling. wow power leveling said, " Sister Ann, Sister Ann, call to them to come and save me." Blue Beard called. "I am coming up," he said. "Sister Ann, call to them, Sister Ann!" Blue Beard came to the door. The door opened: Blue Beard caught wow power leveling’s arm. The three brothers came in, and killed Blue Beard. So wow power leveling was saved.





　]]> http://www.glenfarne.com/bb/topic.php?post=21#post21 http://www.glenfarne.com/bb/post.php?topic=8&quotepost=21 Fri, 08 Aug 2008 01:52:50 GMT http://www.glenfarne.com/bb/topic.php?post=21#post21 world of warcraft powerleveling . So its leaders sent a message to the great hunter, Jonesie, to come and kill the world of warcraft powerleveling . For several nights the hunter lay in wait for the world of warcraft powerleveling , but it never appeared. Finally, he told the village chief to kill a cow and give him its hide. Draping the skin over his shoulders, he went to the pasture to wait for theworld of warcraft power leveling .
In the middle of the night, the villagers woke to the sound of blood-curdling shrieks coming from the pasture. As they carefully approached, they saw the hunter on the ground, groaning in pain. There was no sign of the world of warcraft power leveling .
What happened, Jonesie? Where is the World of Warcraft power leveling ?" asked the chief.
"Forget the damn world of warcraft power leveling !" he howled. "Which one of you idiots let the bull loose?"]]> http://www.glenfarne.com/bb/topic.php?post=20#post20 http://www.glenfarne.com/bb/post.php?topic=8&quotepost=20 Fri, 08 Aug 2008 01:51:40 GMT http://www.glenfarne.com/bb/topic.php?post=20#post20 powerleveling and the tree loved to play with him.
Time went by... the little boy had grown up and he no longer played around thePowerleveling every day. One day, the boy came back to the tree and he looked sad. “Come and play with me,” the powerleveling asked the boy. “I am no longer a kid, I don’t play around trees anymore.” The boy replied, “I want toys. I need money to buy them.” “Sorry, but I don’t have money...but you can pick all my apples and sell them. So, you will have money.” The boy was so excited. He grabbed all the apples on the powerleveling and left happily. The boy never came back after he picked the apples. The tree was sad.
One day, the boy returned and the power leveling was so excited. “Come and play with me,” the tree said. “I don’t have time to play. I have to work for my family. We need a house for shelter. Can you help me?” “Sorry, but I don’t have a house. But you can chop off my branches to build your house.” So the boy cut all the branches off the tree and left happily. The tree was glad to see him happy but the boy never came back since then. The power leveling was again lonely and sad.
One hot summer day, the boy returned and the power leveling was delighted. “Come and play with me!” the tree said. “I am sad and getting old. I want to go sailing to relax myself. Can you give me a boat?” “Use my trunk to build your boat. You can sail far away and be happy.” So the boy cut the tree trunk to make a boat. He went sailing and never showed up for a long time. The tree was happy, but it was not true. Finally, the boy returned after he left for so many years. “Sorry, my boy. But I don’t have anything for you anymore. No more apples for you...” the tree said. “I don’t have teeth to bite,” the boy replied. “No more trunk for you to climb on.” “I am too old for that now,” the boy said. “I really can’t give you anything... the only thing left is my dying roots,” thepowerleveling said with tears. “I don’t need much now, just a place to rest. I am tired after all these years.” The boy replied. 　　　　
“Good! Old
power leveling roots is the best place to lean on and rest. Come, Come sit down with me and rest.” The boy sat down and the tree was glad and smiled with tears... This is a story of everyone. The tree is our parent. When we were young, we loved to play with Mom and Dad... When we grown up, we left them, and only came to them when we need something or when we are in trouble. No matter what, parents will always be there and give everything they could to make you happy. You may think that the boy is cruel to the tree but that’s how all of us are treating our parents.

　　　　]]> http://www.glenfarne.com/bb/topic.php?post=19#post19 http://www.glenfarne.com/bb/post.php?topic=8&quotepost=19 Fri, 08 Aug 2008 01:50:35 GMT http://www.glenfarne.com/bb/topic.php?post=19#post19 wow account in the old swimming hole behind his house.
In a hurry to dive into the cool wow account ， he ran out the back door， leaving behind shoes， socks， and shirt as he went. He flew into the
wow account ， not realizing that as he swam toward the middle of the lake， an alligator was swimming toward the shore. His mother - in the house was looking out the window - saw the two as they got closer and closer together. In utter fear， she ran toward the wow account ， yelling to her son as loudly as she could.
Hearing her voice， the little boy became alarmed and made a U-turn to swim to his mother. It was too late. Just as he reached her， the alligator reached him.
From the dock， the mother grabbed her little boy by the arms just as the alligator snatched his legs. That began an incredible tug-of-war between the two. The alligator was much stronger than the mother， but the mother was much too passionate to let go. A farmer happened to drive by thewow account ， heard her screams， raced from his truck， took aim and shot the alligator.
Remarkably， after weeks and weeks in the wow account ， the little boy survived. His legs were extremely scarred by the vicious attack of the animal and， on his arms， were deep scratches where his mother‘s fingernails dug into his flesh in her effort to hang on to the son she loved.
The newspaper reporter who interviewed the boy after the trauma， asked if he would show him his scars. The boy lifted his pant legs. And then， with obvious pride， he said to the wow account ， ‘；But look at my arms.I have great scars on my arms， too. I have them because my mom wouldn‘t let go.‘； You and I can identify with that little boy. We have scars， too. No， not from an alligator， or anything quite so dramatic. But， the scars of a painful past. Some of those scars are unsightly and have caused us deep regret.
But， some wounds， my friend， are because God has refused to let go. In the midst of your struggle， He‘s been there holding on to you.
The Scripture teaches that God loves you. If you have Christ in your life， you have become a child of God. He wants to protect you and provide for you in wow account . But sometimes we foolishly wade into dangerous situations. The swimming hole of life is filled with peril - and we forget that the enemy is waiting to attack. That‘s when the tug-of-war begins - and if you have the scars of His love on your arms be very， very grateful. He did not - and will not - let you go.]]> http://www.glenfarne.com/bb/topic.php?post=18#post18 http://www.glenfarne.com/bb/post.php?topic=8&quotepost=18 Fri, 08 Aug 2008 01:49:39 GMT http://www.glenfarne.com/bb/topic.php?post=18#post18 “Daddy, may I ask you a question aboutwow gold ?”“Yeah sure, what is wow gold ?” replied the man. “Daddy, how much do you make an hour?” “That’s none of your business. Why do you ask such a thing?” the man said angrily.“I just want to know. Please tell me, how much do you make an hour?” pleaded the little boy. “If you must know, I make $20wow gold an hour.” “Oh,” the little boy replied, with his head down. Looking up, he said, “Daddy, may I please borrow $10wow gold ?” The father was furious, “If the only reason you asked that is so you can borrow some money to buy
wow gold or some other nonsense, then you march yourself straight to your room and go to bed. Think about why you are being so selfish. I work hard every day for such childish behavior.” The little boy quietly went to his room and shut the door. The man sat down and started to get even angrier about the little boy’s questions. How dare he ask such questions only to get some wow gold ? After about an hour or so, the man had calmed down, and started to think: Maybe there was something he really needed to buy with that $10 and he really didn’t ask for money very often. The man went to the door of the little boy’s room and opened the door. “Are you asleep, son?” He asked. “No daddy, I’m awake,” replied the boy. “I’ve been thinking, maybe I was too hard on you earlier,” said the man, “It’s been a long day and I took out my aggravation on you. Here’s the $10WoW gold asked for.” The little boy sat straight up, smiling. “Oh, thank you daddy!” He yelled. Then, reaching under his pillow he pulled out some crumpled up bills. The man, seeing that the boy already had money, started to get angry again. The little boy slowly counted out his money, then looked up at his fathe“Why do you want more money if you already have some?” the father grumbled.“Because I didn’t have enough, but now I do,” the little boy replied. “Daddy, I have $20wow gold now. Can I buy an hour of your time? Please come home early tomorrow. I would like to have dinner with you.”

　　　　　　　　]]> http://www.glenfarne.com/bb/topic.php?post=17#post17 http://www.glenfarne.com/bb/post.php?topic=8&quotepost=17 Fri, 08 Aug 2008 01:48:44 GMT http://www.glenfarne.com/bb/topic.php?post=17#post17 Buy World of Warcraft gold where all the feelings lived:Happiness,Sadness,Knowledge,and all of the others,including Love.One day it was announced to the feelings that the buy world of warcraft gold would sink,so all constructed boats and left,Except for love.
Love was the only one who stayed.Love wanted to hold out until the last possible moment.
When the buy world of warcraft gold had almost sunk,Love decided to ask for help.
buy wow gold was passing by Love in a grand boat.Love said,”Richness,can you take me with you?”
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Love decided to ask buy wow gold who was also passing by in a beautiful vessel.”Vanity,please help me!’
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Sadness was close by,so Love asked,”Sadness, let me go with you.”
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Happiness passed by love,too. But she was so happy that she did not even hear when Love called her.Suddenly,there was a cheap wow gold ,”Come,Love, I will take you.”It was an elder.So blessed and overjoyde,Love even forgot to ask the elder where they were going. When they arrived at dry land,the elder went her own way.Realizing how much was owed the elder.
Love asked Knowledge,another elder,”Who Helped me?”“It was cheap wow gold Time,”Knowledge answered.“Time?” asked Love.”But why did Time help me?”Knowledge smiled with deep wisdom and answered,”Because only Time is capable of understanding how valuable Love is.”]]> http://www.glenfarne.com/bb/topic.php?post=16#post16 http://www.glenfarne.com/bb/post.php?topic=8&quotepost=16 Fri, 08 Aug 2008 01:48:14 GMT http://www.glenfarne.com/bb/topic.php?post=16#post16 The baby eagle liked the world of warcraft gold . It was the only world he had ever known. It was warm and comfortable, had a great view, and even better, he had all the food and love and attention that a great mother eagle could provide. Many times each day the mother would swoop down from the sky and land in the nest and feed the baby eagle delicious morsels of world of warcraft gold . She was like a god to him, he had no idea where she came from or how she worked her magic.
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"Yes it is!" said the mother.

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