Willie Neenan's Night

F Francis Duggan
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I was there that night in eighty three as one of the massive crowd For to celebrate our great athlete he made us all so proud The speeches were made in the Town Square the band played up and down From San Juan he had brought a World Championship medal with him to Millstreet his Hometown. The Town Square full of people it was an amazing sight Surrounded by friends and family it was Willie Neenan's night We felt honoured for to honour him in the old Town of Millstreet In a place of many sporting greats he was our best athlete. One who worked so hard for his success and fame the miles of road he ran Cork County, Munster, All Ireland and World Championship medals he was a mighty man Yet he was always down to earth untainted by conceit At cross country meetings when I was young he was the one to beat. How often he ran up and down to and from the cross on Clara Hill Will Millstreet see his likes again I doubt it ever will In five hundred years or more from now with the life from him long gone The legend of Willie Neenan will still be living on.

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