<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=560019" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Jer McCarthy</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">He transported cattle for farmers to and from the marts in Kanturk, Macroom and Millstreet<br>A well liked fellow and known far and wide<br>And up and down the narrow roads of Muskerry and Duhallow<br>He often journeyed through that scenic countryside.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He worked so hard for to earn his honest living<br>For trucking cattle never is an easy job<br>On dark and wet and slippery roads in depths of Winter<br>There are far easier ways for to earn one's living bob.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Still Jer McCarthy seemed to like the job he worked at<br>As he was a people person you might say<br>He gave good service to the local farmers<br>And I hope he is alive and well today.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I wonder is he still transporting cattle? <br>For he's well past retirement age by now<br>And life as we grow older doesn't get easier<br>And all of us to father time must bow.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I know that I am looked on as old fashioned<br>For I am one still rooted in the past<br>I still recall the years when I was younger<br>But on looking back the time just went so fast.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">At times I feel that I feel over nostalgic<br>When my eyes mist over with nostalgic tears<br>As I recall kind souls like Jer McCarthy<br>And the role models of my younger years</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Many people feel that the future only matter<br>And their younger years they often don't recall<br>But when I recall my boyhood in Duhallow<br>I'm remembering my happiest days of all.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And when I remember one like Jer McCarthy<br>Who worked so hard for to earn his living pay<br>I feel somehow that the past is worth recalling<br>And I hope he's still alive and well today</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Francis+Duggan">Francis Duggan</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=560019" data-title="Jer McCarthy de Francis Duggan" data-description="He transported cattle for farmers to and from the marts in Kanturk, Macroom and Millstreet A well liked fellow and known far and wide And up and down the narrow roads of Muskerry and Duhallow He often journeyed through that scenic countryside. He..."></div> </div> </div>

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