Patrick Cashman

F Francis Duggan
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Named after his father and grandfather from Millstreet he died far away In Stouffville in Ontario in Canada his last remains forever lay A long way from the top of Tullig even as the migratory bird does fly Perhaps four to five thousand or more miles if taking the journey by sky Patrick Cashman was one i did know of but one that i never did meet When i was a very young fellow he left Tullig above Millstreet Like many young Irish people of the fifties and sixties his future was to be elsewhere The lust of the wander was in him to see life in the big World out there A long way from Tullig in Millstreet he met the woman who became his wife In his new Country he fathered children and settled in his new way of life Far from the high road to Mushera he lived most of his life span And passed from life on his eighty third year as quite a long lived man The Millstreet that Patrick grew up in is a very changed place today The changes as ever keep happening as some have been known for to say Most of those he went to school with in eternal rest now do lay And our biological clocks ever ticking and ticking and ticking away Hope for him that into his eighties that good health he did enjoy Far from Tullig above the Town of Millstreet the place where he lived as a boy And hope that his passing from life for him was a painless release And in his home from home in Stouffville may his last remains rest in peace.

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