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25.01.2022 We are delighted to announce the addition of almost 30,000 Roman Catholic baptismal and marriage records for New Ross, County Wexford, the ancestral home of John F. Kennedy! For more information, click the link! http://www.rootsireland.ie//08/new-wexford-records-added-3/

24.01.2022 Fabulous pictures taken by such an interesting woman! Don’t forget our special offer running now- 20% off an annual subscription- for a limited time only. Click the link to find out more! http://www.rootsireland.ie//special-summer-offer-on-annua/

23.01.2022 We welcome you to view and share our new video, in the words of Bobbie Quilty-Kahn who came to us many many years ago in the quest to find her ancestors. Bobbie... fulfilled her dream of Walking in the Footsteps of Ancestors and has returned to us every year since. Our dear friend we Thank you for your support Bobbie and expressing your thoughts so wonderfully of Walking in the footsteps of your Ancestors and the love you have for Ireland. https://myirelandheritage.com/ https://youtu.be/JcqG1bhq9GQ

20.01.2022 The Song of Wandering Aengus By William Butler Yeats(1865-1939) I went out to the hazel wood, Because a fire was in my head,... And cut and peeled a hazel wand, And hooked a berry to a thread; And when white moths were on the wing, And moth-like stars were flickering out, I dropped the berry in a stream And caught a little silver trout. When I had laid it on the floor I went to blow the fire a-flame, But something rustled on the floor, And someone called me by my name: It had become a glimmering girl With apple blossom in her hair Who called me by my name and ran And faded through the brightening air. Though I am old with wandering Through hollow lands and hilly lands, I will find out where she has gone, And kiss her lips and take her hands; And walk among long dappled grass, And pluck till time and times are done, The silver apples of the moon, The golden apples of the sun. (Photo of the tranquil scene at Hazelwood near Sligo Town from the Lawrence Collection of the National Library Ireland Ref: http://catalogue.nli.ie/Record/L_ROY_03292 ). Here is the poem beautifully read by Michael Gambon https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cN_VPtGfsw0

10.01.2022 A 19th century view of the Woodenbridge Hotel in the Vale of Avoca, Co. Wicklow. "First licensed in 1608 as a Coaching Inn on the old Dublin-Wexford highway, t...he premises became a very popular staging post for merchants engaged in commerce between Dublin and the South-East. Probably the earliest person of consequence to patronise Woodenbridge was the ill-fated Earl of Strafford. He was Lord Lieutenant of Ireland and the King's representative in the 1630s. His frequent visits to his estate usually began at Arklow Castle and he then went to his lodge via the Woodenbridge route. In his letter to King Charles I, Strafford wrote glowing accounts of the scenery of County Wicklow. For centuries the land of Woodenbridge and all its surroundings were owned by the Earls of Ormond. They reserved it for recreation and hunting and much of the splendid wood and plantation owes its origin to the careful management of the landscape for fur and feather. One of the exotic creatures hunted during the 17th century was the Cappercaille, a huge species of grouse. Sadly the last native Cappercaille was reported shot in Ballyarthur wood almost in sight of the inn in the late 1800's. It was here too that members of the early Royal Dublin Society experimented in developing new sources of commercial timber. In 1691 a strong timber bridge was erected by the engineers of King William's army and it was this structure that became "the Woodenbridge" - the actual townland on which the inn is located is called Garnagowlan). With the construction of a new coach road system converging on the bridge, a new importance was given to the inn business. Woodenbridge now under the Bowland family operated for several generations as the Putland Arms Hotel." Quoted text from Woodenbridge Hotel & Lodge, Wicklow website. Photo from the National Library Flickr Commons Collection

07.01.2022 The latest volume of the Old Kilkenny Review, edited by Cóilín Ó Drisceoil, has just been published and is available at Rothe House, Parliament Street. Email: [email protected]/phone 056 7722893 Contents: A Neolithic trackway in Baunmore, Co. Kilkenny, Caitríona Moore An examination of the architectural features of tower houses in the Gowran barony, Samantha Morris The impact of the Reformation on the urban community of Kilkenny, 1540 - 1640, Colm Lennon Excavation of a seventeenth century bastioned fort at High Street, Castlecomer, Co. Kilkenny, Cóilín Ó Drisceoil Kilkenny apprentices at Bristol 1532-1545, Niall C.E.J. O'Brien Representations of the Irish Church Missions in mid-nineteenth century Kilkenny City: image and text, Jonathan Cherry Sir Edwin Lutyens: his influences, Irish connections and work, Amanda Pitcairn 'We the Regulators of the County of Kilkenny': threatening letters and social conflict in the 1830s, Terry Dunne Timothy W. O'Hanrahan: his contribution to the business and civic life of Kilkenny and his close links with the Gaelic League, Michael O’Dwyer Si quæris monumentum circumspice. William Robertson (1770-1850), Kilkenny's first architect, John Lucey The murders of Arthur Prim and John Yates, Tony Patterson Kilkenny farm labourers organisation, 1850-1900, Padraig G. Lane Book Reviews: William Marshal and Ireland (eds J Bradley, C. O Drisceoil and M. Potterton) by Dr Linda Shine Victims of Ireland's Great Famine (Jonny Geber) by Dr Linda Lynch Kilkenny in times of revolution (Eoin Swithin Walsh) by Denis Marnane The Chief Butlers of Ireland (John Kirwan) by Peter Kenny

02.01.2022 We’re delighted to announce the publication of our latest issue of our newsletter, Irish Genealogy Matters. Click on the link to read it! http://www.rootsireland.ie//new-issue-of-irish-genealogy-/

01.01.2022 The Song of Wandering Aengus By William Butler Yeats(1865-1939) I went out to the hazel wood, Because a fire was in my head,... And cut and peeled a hazel wand, And hooked a berry to a thread; And when white moths were on the wing, And moth-like stars were flickering out, I dropped the berry in a stream And caught a little silver trout. When I had laid it on the floor I went to blow the fire a-flame, But something rustled on the floor, And someone called me by my name: It had become a glimmering girl With apple blossom in her hair Who called me by my name and ran And faded through the brightening air. Though I am old with wandering Through hollow lands and hilly lands, I will find out where she has gone, And kiss her lips and take her hands; And walk among long dappled grass, And pluck till time and times are done, The silver apples of the moon, The golden apples of the sun. (Photo of the tranquil scene at Hazelwood near Sligo Town from the Lawrence Collection of the National Library Ireland Ref: http://catalogue.nli.ie/Record/L_ROY_03292 ). Here is the poem beautifully read by Michael Gambon https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cN_VPtGfsw0