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Sunday, April 10, 2011
Colin's Walk With Dad In Crumlin Village
I found this on my old computer. It is a little noisy but still delightful to see. I haven't seen Crumlin Village in about 45 years and I certainly don't remember it like this. I see all the shops I used to go to as a chiseler. I also want Eileen to see the church where she was baptised.
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This is a little gem. All the more so now, hearing Dads voice again, The Church is very significant, as it is the place where everything began, Christenings, Communions, Confirmations, Weddings, and of course Funerals. Treasure this indeed...
Isn't that the truth Anne. I even had my first loose Sweet Afton behind the church. Then I fainted. It certainly brings back memories of simpler times in the village long before the supermarkets when we had to go from shop to get different things. I remember Liddys and Bolands and farthings and turnovers.
Communion and confirmation and confession .
It's good to hear his voice and laugh again I maid that same walk as colin holding that big hand and the smell of tobacco ,brings it all back .thanks for putting it up jim..
Strange that you should mention that Graham and I know we all share in your memories. The smell of tobacco is the thing I remember most about him since looooooong before you were born. I remember as a very young child, when he was a very young man , he would sit me on his lap close to his hanky pocket in his jacket. It was there that he always kept his pipe and the perfume of Erinmore and Yachtsman and Condor were a part of those days. Then you, many, many years later would have the same memories. Of course the sweet smell of Porter was never very far behind the fragrance of tobacco but that is another story.
This is such a treasure. Thank you for sharing it with all of us. And kudos to Colin for making it in the first place.
Saw this before.but now it means a lot more...thanks for posting it Jim and Colin for making it.
Apparently there is a longer version of this and if we come across it it will be posted.
I remember making this with Dad. It was taken in December 1999, just before the aluminum. I was so surprised that he was willing to be filmed in such a way. The tape is actually longer, and there were several made on that visit, (I had just gotten a new camera). We walked through the village on a very cold day, from one end to the other and he told me all about the history. Almost every person we passed said, "Hello Mr. Walsh" or to the more familiar "howya Joe" He knew everyone. Included in the recordings was the now famous Christmas message from Mam and Dad, with highly comical entertainment by Audrey and Phyllis. All of these tapes are in a box, as soon as I find them I will post them.
Further, the reason I filmed it was because it was a walk that was so familiar to all of us, young and old. As Graham and Jim say, the smell of tobacco. I remember the very large warm hand to hold, and his measured pace. watching the house on the corner get closer with each step. It is very different now, gone is the litter that constantly blew around at the feet, gone is the big bald patch from the field where the bonfire was lit each Halloween, Gone is the billowing smoke from the thousands of chimneys, gone is the low pseudo fog of the peat and coal fires. It is now clean and neat, the skies are clear and the sound of children playing has been replaced with the sounds of traffic, and errant house alarms.
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