Eileen Walsh

The soul of the family has gone.

We should be happy for Mam, she is out of the pain and misery she has suffered over the past months.It seemed like every week there was something new wrong with her. It is less painful to know that she is at peace and with her maker than to watch her over the past months. In any case she has always been with us , and with me, no matter where we were in the world and she has provided us with the strength and dignity to know right from wrong and to act accordingly.
So she is not really gone and she never will be . Her spirit is still with her children and extended family.
Her reach and legacy stretches over continents through her grand children and great grandchildren from Brazil to Germany and to the USA and God knows where else. . She was known , loved and admired by everyone for her grace, her patience with us and her wisdom. We were lucky to have had her for so many years ( 92 ) in great mental and physical  health. She was often the life and soul of the party but always the soul of the family.
I don't know how many time I told her how lucky she, and we , were to to be able to enjoy her last years in full possession  of her faculties and her ability to enjoy life when so many are less fortunate.
But , she knew that already.
I'll see you tonight and every other night Mam.

Carnival Brazil In The 70's.

My Sister Eileen.

Rosie And Finn In Winter

Doing My Bit.

Whiskey You're The Devil

iPhone Self Portrait

A Few Random Shots.

Alex

Charge Of My Brigade

Lola

Out Little Finn

Tree Colin's Backyard

John , Jay And Colin Chez John.

Dad And John Walsh ( Joanne's Father )

Cute Boxer

Colin And His Brother.

New Year's Eve Chez Walsh

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Colin And His Brother.

Storm In Broomall PA.

Old Photos Of Dublin.

Snow In Broomall Pa.

Eileen And Her Dad.

Bandon Oregon Coast October 2015

Dudley Walsh

Halloween . James Dudley Bond.

Kane St. Roseburg Oregon

Christmas

Dec 12 2002 - September 8 2015

Dudley left us today. His spirit was so big and his heart was so stout that he is still here and he always will be. I had to leave him in Roseburg when I got sick. He was in a kennel for a few months. His whole routine was broken and his life was thrown into disarray. I often wonder if he knew and realized it or if he just took it in his stride. In any case I spent many sleepless nights wondering whether or not he was warm enough, if he had enough to eat etc. He had , of course, he was being taken care of by some lovely , loving people in the kennel .
We were inseparable for ten years. He went everywhere with me. He was my constant companion, known to all around town and greeted on his outings like a Lord Mayor. More than once I checked out of the supermarket or even Macy’s and someone would tug at my sleeve or tap me on the shoulder and say ; “ Aren’t you Dudley’s Dad ? “ . I told them I certainly was and then would ask them if they knew my name. They never did ! That made me even more proud of him . He was his own man so to speak and he was with me because he chose to be.
Some mornings I would get up in bad mood only to have him look at me with his innocent face and head tilted to one side and he made me smile in spite of myself.
He eventually became the elder statesman of the dogs when we went for walks in the park. He was very patient with the younger dogs and would let them jump all over him and run around him while he imperiously would go on his merry way.
He spent his final days with a wonderful couple who loved him just as much as I did and my mind was at rest. It would have been unthinkable to have him suffer in any way
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Eileen And Myself At Lunch.