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    <title>Happy St. Patrick&amp;#039;s Day!</title>
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    <description>&lt;p class="who"&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.ipernity.com/home/289709"&gt;Deborah Lundbech&lt;/a&gt; has posted:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="preview"&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.ipernity.com/doc/289709/18817515/in/album/345797"&gt;&lt;img src="https://cdn.ipernity.com/128/75/15/18817515.951b090a.240.jpg?r2" width="238" height="240" alt=""/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="description"&gt;Taken at the Meeting of the Waters, Vale of Avoca, Wicklow, Ireland in 1964.&lt;br /&gt;
Nana (Anna (Nolan) Gregory, Granddad (William Alfred Gregory) and Leo Hannigan.&lt;br /&gt;
Taken on our "goodbye" visit to Ireland before we moved to the States.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I remember this evening so well. Uncle Leo drove 'the visitors" around on an evening tour. He had a Volkswagon Bug and there were six of us - four adults and two kids.&lt;br /&gt;
Uncle Leo asked my mother to sing a song - which is all mixed up in my memory with driving in the Wicklow hills and a golden evening.&lt;br /&gt;
She sang "She Moved Through the Fair." one of the most beautiful, strangest songs ever.&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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Nana (Anna (Nolan) Gregory, Granddad (William Alfred Gregory) and Leo Hannigan.&lt;br /&gt;
Taken on our "goodbye" visit to Ireland before we moved to the States.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I remember this evening so well. Uncle Leo drove 'the visitors" around on an evening tour. He had a Volkswagon Bug and there were six of us - four adults and two kids.&lt;br /&gt;
Uncle Leo asked my mother to sing a song - which is all mixed up in my memory with driving in the Wicklow hills and a golden evening.&lt;br /&gt;
She sang "She Moved Through the Fair." one of the most beautiful, strangest songs ever.&lt;/div&gt;</media:text>
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    <title>The Meeting of the Waters, Vale of Avoca, Wicklow, Ireland</title>
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    <pubDate>Sat, 17 Mar 2012 23:22:07 +0000</pubDate>
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    <author>nobody@ipernity.com (Deborah Lundbech)</author>
    <description>&lt;p class="who"&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.ipernity.com/home/289709"&gt;Deborah Lundbech&lt;/a&gt; has posted:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="preview"&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.ipernity.com/doc/289709/18817531/in/album/345797"&gt;&lt;img src="https://cdn.ipernity.com/128/75/31/18817531.03f59b26.240.jpg?r2" width="234" height="240" alt=""/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="description"&gt;1964&lt;br /&gt;
Me behind the tree.&lt;br /&gt;
Happy St. Patrick's Day 2012!&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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Me behind the tree.&lt;br /&gt;
Happy St. Patrick's Day 2012!&lt;/div&gt;</media:text>
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    <title>Uncle Leo at Ballycoog, Wicklow</title>
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    <pubDate>Sat, 25 Feb 2012 21:33:36 +0000</pubDate>
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    <author>nobody@ipernity.com (Deborah Lundbech)</author>
    <description>&lt;p class="who"&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.ipernity.com/home/289709"&gt;Deborah Lundbech&lt;/a&gt; has posted:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="preview"&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.ipernity.com/doc/289709/18817681/in/album/345797"&gt;&lt;img src="https://cdn.ipernity.com/128/76/81/18817681.333d4aff.240.jpg?r2" width="240" height="217" alt=""/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="description"&gt;Wicklow, Ireland&lt;br /&gt;
June, 1964. Taken on a "goodbye" visit before we left for the States.&lt;br /&gt;
Leo was not a true relative but somehow related to my mother's stepmother, who was born nearby but left to go "into service" in England as a young woman.&lt;br /&gt;
He was a kind hearted, gentle, funny man who was so kind to me when I went back on visits in my 20s. He had not traveled far, but was so full of curiosity about the rest of the world (even as he laughed about it.)&lt;br /&gt;
He used to ask me all sorts of questions saying,&lt;br /&gt;
 "Now I've heard in America they...."  with great wonder and amusement.&lt;br /&gt;
Across the valley I worked as a nanny for an Anglo-Irish family. The contrasts between lives could not have been greater.&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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June, 1964. Taken on a "goodbye" visit before we left for the States.&lt;br /&gt;
Leo was not a true relative but somehow related to my mother's stepmother, who was born nearby but left to go "into service" in England as a young woman.&lt;br /&gt;
He was a kind hearted, gentle, funny man who was so kind to me when I went back on visits in my 20s. He had not traveled far, but was so full of curiosity about the rest of the world (even as he laughed about it.)&lt;br /&gt;
He used to ask me all sorts of questions saying,&lt;br /&gt;
 "Now I've heard in America they...."  with great wonder and amusement.&lt;br /&gt;
Across the valley I worked as a nanny for an Anglo-Irish family. The contrasts between lives could not have been greater.&lt;/div&gt;</media:text>
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    <title>My Gravity-Defying Brother</title>
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    <pubDate>Sat, 06 Jun 2009 00:59:49 +0000</pubDate>
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    <author>nobody@ipernity.com (Deborah Lundbech)</author>
    <description>&lt;p class="who"&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.ipernity.com/home/289709"&gt;Deborah Lundbech&lt;/a&gt; has posted:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="preview"&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.ipernity.com/doc/289709/16588009/in/album/345797"&gt;&lt;img src="https://cdn.ipernity.com/126/80/09/16588009.c9f28d3b.240.jpg?r2" width="225" height="240" alt=""/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="description"&gt;: )&lt;br /&gt;
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Wicklow, Ireland. 1964&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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Wicklow, Ireland. 1964&lt;/div&gt;</media:text>
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    <title>Ireland, 1964</title>
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    <pubDate>Sat, 06 Jun 2009 01:10:43 +0000</pubDate>
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    <author>nobody@ipernity.com (Deborah Lundbech)</author>
    <description>&lt;p class="who"&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.ipernity.com/home/289709"&gt;Deborah Lundbech&lt;/a&gt; has posted:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="preview"&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.ipernity.com/doc/289709/16587981/in/album/345797"&gt;&lt;img src="https://cdn.ipernity.com/126/79/81/16587981.3c497377.240.jpg?r2" width="229" height="240" alt=""/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="description"&gt;My brother and I, June 1964. Brought forward for the Vintage Photos Theme Park theme of "Farms".&lt;br /&gt;
Uncle Leo and Aunt Mollie's farm, Ballycoog, Wicklow, Ireland.&lt;br /&gt;
My mother's stepmother - my Nana - was from Ireland originally, and my mom spent some summer holidays there when she was growing up, with Nanas friends and family.&lt;br /&gt;
This was a goodbye visit to those people, as we were about to emigrate to the States.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
On a funny note - I just got a call from a woman in Dublin, Ireland who wanted to use this photo in a brochure. I said yes. She's sending me the brochure when it's done - hope I don't regret it.&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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Uncle Leo and Aunt Mollie's farm, Ballycoog, Wicklow, Ireland.&lt;br /&gt;
My mother's stepmother - my Nana - was from Ireland originally, and my mom spent some summer holidays there when she was growing up, with Nanas friends and family.&lt;br /&gt;
This was a goodbye visit to those people, as we were about to emigrate to the States.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
On a funny note - I just got a call from a woman in Dublin, Ireland who wanted to use this photo in a brochure. I said yes. She's sending me the brochure when it's done - hope I don't regret it.&lt;/div&gt;</media:text>
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