This Michael Gallagher was my father’s father and Fr Michael Gallagher was his son and a brother of my father’s. My father’s name was Tommy Gallagher. My grandfather was very well off. He had a hooker and used to be whale fishing. He used to go to Donegal and buy stockings and selling the stockings first he hadn’t much to spare, one day here in Corrán where he was living a young man, a stranger to the place came in and that he wanted a few pairs of stockings but that he had no money my grandfather said to him: “Ní artnigim tú, bfuil bannaide a bit agat;” “Mac dé”arfa an strainféar, uad sin amac bí an t-airgead á cárnú ifteac ‘uige aguf ní faca sé lá boct ‘na déid sin gur caillead é.
When his so Fr Micheal was in collage in Maynooth there used to be a day every year that the father’s used to go to see their sons in the collage. They used to have big feast and its how the fathers of the students used to collect among themselves and pay for the dinner. Once my Grandfather was at the dinner, when they began to collect the money my Grandfather stood up and said,”Ná bacaigid leif, glanfaid mife an sgór indui”
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