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To be human is to be a natural-born storyteller, and there are theories about why that is. But one thing that is not up for debate is that storytelling is precious in Irish culture.

Cyril Mahony was born in February 1913 in the family home on Prospect Hill. His mother was Mary Teresa Cunniffe from Loughrea and his father Gerry was a member of the RIC who at one time was stationed in Belfast. He eventually left the force and came back to his mother’s house on Prospect Hill. She was Anne Flaherty from Conamara, a native speaker and a well-known maternity nurse.

An exciting exhibition by student teachers from Atlantic Technological University's new Department of Creative Education will form a focal point for the Way of the Cross, an ecumenical ceremony which begins at St Nicholas’ Collegiate Church at noon on Good Friday (March 29) and concludes at St Augustine's Church, Middle Street.

Three recently retired primary school teachers were honoured by their peers at an event in The Bounty hosted by the Athlone-Moate INTO committee.

One big difference is that I no longer feel strong. I used to think of my body as sturdy, trustworthy, capable of rising above the niggling health issues most people my age face. But since my husband died, that has changed. I get breathless for no reason. I tire easily. I tremble a lot, I ache. Occasionally, I have a panic attack. I’m embarrassed, because grief has aged me so much.

There are three Sarah McInerneys: the gregarious Drivetime radio presenter with a hearty laugh, the tough TV interviewer regularly skewering politicians, and – surprisingly – the shy, Galway-accented woman who considers herself a country girl at heart.

For the past four years, Róisín Black has been a teacher at Scoil Mhuire, the same primary school she attended in her home town of Oranmore.

As was the norm, the last time I spoke with Martin Horgan, one of us was either coming or going to a football pitch. Trudging off with a bag of balls, shoving singlets into a box, making some arrangement for the pushing of some project or others, the complexion of sporting satisfaction evident in our visage. Perhaps because it was always in places like that that we encountered each other, my memories are so precious and so sad. Pitches were a playground in our youth, and in our more mature years, they still represent a leap from the reality of life. Perhaps that is why I love them so much. That reality hit home this week when Martin passed away, his death sending shockwaves throughout the sporting community in Galway and his wide circle of family and friends.

After a prolonged period of off-season inactivity, Galway United are back in the thick of pre-season. Tonight, they are in Killarney to take on Kerry FC in their third tie in six days.

BY SEMI MCHUGH