Jack

F Francis Duggan
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Sometimes Jack talks about his granddad the rebel Irishman Who in his youth in County Cork fought against the Black and Tan But Jack claims to know nothing of Ireland since he has never been there In fact beyond Warrnambool City he has not lived anywhere He says granddad did hate the English but hatred is not in my life How can i hate the British when i love my English wife The mother of our two lovely teenage daughters she means so much to me And unlike granddad did i do not carry the mental scars of a war history His grandad died when he was a boy near forty years ago A warrior to his very end though time had become his foe Jack in his mid forties his brown hair turning gray He is one i see often though not every day He likes telling stories of his Irish grandfather who as a young man In the County of Cork fought the Black and Tan.

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