Gerry Sweeney's Mammy

GERRY SWEENEY'S MAMMY Mrs. Sweeney was Gerry Sweeney's mammy. And even though I had my own I had her on loan. It was like having a spare mammy. And even when she was mad with us she just couldn't be mad with us. 'Go on...' she'd grin '....go on! ' 'Ya'd wear the heart out of a stone! ' And if ya fell and ya were cryin' your heart and knee badly grazed or badly bitten by a bee she.... would hug you up with all of her self 'Ahhh come here to me ya poor little dote! ' Wrap you up in so much love it would last for years. For years. Gerry Sweeney was my best friend ever in the way-back-then: still is....nothing's changed except us young fellas have become auld fellas who still think they're young fellas. And every time I see him I could almost cry. I can still see his mammy smiling out of his eyes.