This blog is established as an outlet for my ideas about life, spirituality, creativity, and history. Those ideas will be expressed through prose and poetry, and random quotations. Some old, some new, some direct, some subtle. Breffni = the roots of my family tree. Baltimore = Where my life started. The recent posts are focused mostly on the research for my historical novel with an emphasis on the Irish and Choctaw cultures in the mid-17th century Enjoy FAR
Monday, July 30, 2018
A little more about the Creevelea Friary. Yeah, I think old Hank # 8 might have had something to do with the fire. I remember the skeletons of some Scottish churches that he had torched. Anyway, back to Ireland. It was rebuilt by another O'Rourke, Brian, who, being a good Catholic, sheltered some survivors of the Spanish Armada. Henry's daughter Elizabeth I, of course, had issues with Brian. She invited him to London. He never came home. His castle on Loch Gill outside of Leitrim was confiscated and given to the Parkes family. I've read that several O'Rourkes are buried at the Friary, but as I inspected graves there in 2016, I failed to find them. The last Franciscan Friars were driven out by Cromwell's soldiers in the 1650's. A sequel work in progress will drill down into that action. Stay tuned
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