Me and Bobby D.: A Memoir
I dread to think what might have happened …. Luckily things worked out and he turned up at our hotel in a hire car a few hours later. Cleo is a lovely man and looks a lot younger in person than his 87 years. Time is flying by. San Francisco was amazing — and the Northumberland-beach weather made us all feel at home.
We actually took a tourist train there which was very relaxing after so many hours spent in the car on this trip, and being held up by cowboys on the way back was a bonus! Now in Mesa, part of the vast Phoenix conurbation, and meeting Cleo tomorrow. More on that later. We began in Los Angeles, where the five nurses lived for a few months, squeezing into a tiny apartment meant for two, made possible only because they worked different shifts — though they did sometimes resort to sleeping on the porch. But LA does have something special about it and we will be returning later in the trip, during which I am also going to catch up with the man who proposed to Gwenda almost 60 years ago and the daughter of Bob and Mary Ann, the couple they met in the Grand Teton National Park, who was a baby then.
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Now lying on what indeed is my death bed, I still listen even to the black crows. I have left this rather late tonight and it is cold. The priest Fr Murphy was in. I had a discussion with him on the situation. He said he enjoyed our talk and was somewhat enlightened, when he was leaving. On the subject of priests, I received a small note from a Fr S.
The thought touched me. Preaching to the converted he was, but it all helps. It is my birthday and the boys are having a sing-song for me, bless their hearts. I braved it to the door, at their request, to make a bit of a speech, for what it was worth. I wrote to several friends today including Bernie and my mother. I feel all right and my weight is 60 kgs.
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I always keep thinking of James Connolly, and the great calm and dignity that he showed right to his very end, his courage and resolve. Perhaps I am biased, because there have been thousands like him but Connolly has always been the man that I looked up to. I always have tremendous feeling for Liam Mellowes as well; and for the present leadership of the Republican Movement, and a confidence in them that they will always remain undaunted and unchanged.
And again, dare I forget the Irish people of today, and the risen people of the past, they too hold a special place in my heart. Well, I have gotten by twenty-seven years, so that is something.
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I may die, but the Republic of will never die. Onward to the Republic and liberation of our people. It has been a fairly normal day in my present circumstances. My weight is Also I received a bag of toiletries today. There is no priest in tonight, but the chief medical officer dropped in, took my pulse, and left. I suppose that makes him feel pretty important. This, of course, would solve nothing. But if allowed birth could, with the voice of the Catholic hierarchy, seriously damage our position. It is my opinion that under no circumstances do they wish to see the prisoners gain political status, or facilities that resemble, or afford us with the contents of, political status.
The reasons for this are many and varied, primarily motivated by the wish to see the revolutionary struggle of the people brought to an end. The criminalisation of Republican prisoners would help to furnish this end. It is the declared wish of these people to see humane and better conditions in these Blocks.
It is purely political and only a political solution will solve it. This in no way makes us prisoners elite nor do we nor have we at any time purport to be elite. Would Englishmen allow Germans to occupy their nation or Frenchmen allow Dutchmen to do likewise? We Republican prisoners understand better than anyone the plight of all prisoners who are deprived of their liberty. We do not deny ordinary prisoners the benefit of anything that we gain that may improve and make easier their plight.
Indeed, in the past, all prisoners have gained from the resistance of Republican jail struggles. Unfortunately, the years, the decades, and centuries, have not seen an end to Republican resistance in English hell-holes, because the struggle in the prisons goes hand-in-hand with the continuous freedom struggle in Ireland. Many Irishmen have given their lives in pursuit of this freedom and I know that more will, myself included, until such times as that freedom is achieved.
I am still awaiting some sort of move from my cell to an empty wing and total isolation. The last strikers were ten days in the wings with the boys, before they were moved. But then they were on the no-wash protest and in filthy cells. My cell is far from clean but tolerable. The water is always cold. Tomorrow is the eleventh day and there is a long way to go.
Bobby Darin
Someone should write a poem of the tribulations of a hunger-striker. I would like to, but how could I finish it.
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I received a large amount of birthday cards today. Some from people I do not know.
I also received a card from reporter Brendan O Cathaoir, which indeed was thoughtful. There were some smuggled letters as well from my friends and comrades. I am the same weight today and have no complaints medically. The doctor will be taking a blood test tomorrow. It seems that Dr Ross has disappeared and Dr Emerson is back….
Again, there has been nothing outstanding today except that I took a bath this morning. I have also been thinking of my family and hoping that they are not suffering too much. They go something like this: Perhaps the stark poverty of Dublin in does not exist today, but then again, in modern day comparison to living standards in other places through the world, it could indeed be said to be the same if not worse both North and South. Indeed, one thing has not changed, that is the economic, cultural and physical oppression of the same Irish people….
Total equality and fraternity cannot and never will be gained whilst these parasites dominate and rule the lives of a nation. There is no equality in a society that stands upon the economic and political bog if only the strongest make it good or survive. Compare the lives, comforts, habits, wealth of all those political conmen who allegedly are concerned for us, the people with that of the wretchedly deprived and oppressed.
Compare it in any decade in history, compare it tomorrow, in the future, and it will mock you. Yet our perennial blindness continues. There are no luxuries in the H-Blocks. But there is true concern for the Irish people. They did not take a blood sample because they want to incorporate other tests with it. Physically I have felt very tired today, between dinner time and later afternoon.
It is only to be expected. But again I expect that also and therefore I must depend entirely upon my own heart and resolve, which I will do. I have the greatest respect, admiration and confidence in Frank and I know that I am not alone. How could I ever be with comrades like those around me, in Armagh and outside. No doubt that hell-hole will also eventually explode in due time. I have come to understand, and with each passing day I understand increasingly more and in the most sad way, that awful fate and torture endured to the very bitter end by Frank Stagg and Michael Gaughan.
Perhaps, — indeed yes! They had not even the final consolation of dying in their own land. Irishmen alone and at the unmerciful ugly hands of a vindictive heartless enemy. Dear God, but I am so lucky in comparison. I have poems in my mind, mediocre no doubt, poems of hunger strike and MacSwiney, and everything that this hunger-strike has stirred up in my heart and in my mind, but the weariness is slowly creeping in, and my heart is willing but my body wants to be lazy, so I have decided to mass all my energy and thoughts into consolidating my resistance. That is most important.
Let them bastards laugh at you all they want, let them grin and jibe, allow them to persist in their humiliation, brutality, deprivations, vindictiveness, petty harassments, let them laugh now, because all of that is no longer important or worth a response.
I am making my last response to the whole vicious inhuman atrocity they call H-Block. But, unlike their laughs and jibes, our laughter will be the joy of victory and the joy of the people, our revenge will be the liberation of all and the final defeat of the oppressors of our aged nation. I feel all right, and my weight is I was not so tired today, but my back gets sore now and again sitting in the bed. Fr Murphy was in tonight for a few minutes. The Screws had a quick look around my cell today when I was out getting water.
They are always snooping. I heard reports of men beaten up during a wing shift …. Sean McKenna the former hunger-striker is back in H-4, apparently still a bit shaky but alive and still recovering, and hopefully he will do so to the full. I awoke with the sparrows this morning and the only thought in my head was: The birds were singing today. One of the boys threw bread out of the window. At least somebody was eating!
I was lonely for a while this evening, listening to the crows caw as they returned home. Should I hear the beautiful lark, she would rent my heart. Now, as I write, the odd curlew mournfully calls as they fly over. I like the birds. Well, I must leave off, for if I write more about the birds my tears will fall and my thoughts return to the days of my youth. Me and Bobby D.: Spine creases, wear to binding and pages from reading. May contain limited notes, underlining or highlighting that does affect the text. Accessories such as CD, codes, toys, may not be included. Nice copy with light cover wear.
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But LA does have something special about it and we will be returning later in the trip, during which I am also going to catch up with the man who proposed to Gwenda almost 60 years ago and the daughter of Bob and Mary Ann, the couple they met in the Grand Teton National Park, who was a baby then. The Lost Motown Masters. Me and Bobby D.: Please try again later. But then where does this proper mentality stem from?
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