Yesterday was pretty neat.  The drive to Waterford was beautiful, Waterford is pretty (a bit more sophisticated than Kilkenny), our B&B is lovely, AND I got to go to Nine-mile-house, where my Great-great Grandmother lived.  It was a Sunday, so not many locals about, but the ONE pub that is operational in the village is run by a wonderful lady named Nora Freaney who grew up there.  She said she used to send visitors looking for their heritage next door to a lady who knew every family history in the area, but sadly, the lady has died since and even Nora wished she had thought to ask questions she might never know the answer to.  Nora did assure me that the Kennedy family SHE grew up with was quite a nice family and that if they weren't she just wouldn't have said nuthin' about them anyhow.  So we had a nice afternoon chatting it up with her and hated to leave, but we were starving and there was nothing open around, being it was Sunday. 

I thought it would be nice to see the village, but it really was quite profound.  People talk about getting in touch with their roots, but I do think it has physiological signifigance, and I am really grateful I didn't miss that opportunity.  Thanks Greg, Kay, Joe, and Judy for making sure I knew what little village to stop by, as it is true I would've missed it if I blinked!!

This Church (St. Mary's Catholic Church) was originally built in 1805 and is the church Grandma Kennedy was baptised in and attended (right, cousins O'Brien?), as it is the only church near Nine-mile-house, in the next village over, Grangemock.

The drive was fabulous.  Again, we are so in awe of the actual depth of green here.  Being from Oregon, I thought I knew green, but man, this is GREEN!

More soon lovelies! 

Lisa

(PS, don't make fun of me TOO bad with the picture Evans posted!)