In his homily Bishop Colm spoke of hope in a dark world, he mentioned the burning of a Poor Clare convent in nearby Tubberclair, Co. Westmeath, and how, despite the setback of the fire, their faith kept them going. As the Bishop was speaking my eyes drifted upwards to the arched ceiling tastefully painted, the tiny windows way up high, the upright grey pillars, the larger than life statues, the wonderful paintings of the Stations of the Cross. I’ve been in the congregation now for more decades than I care to remember but the beauty of the Cathedral never ever fails to impress me. Being brutally honest, apart from its generous genuine people, we don’t have a great deal to be proud of in Longford but we do rightly boast about our St Mel’s Cathedral.<\/div>
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Leaving the Cathedral to head out into the cold winter air, many images were swimming in my head. The glorious singing of the choir accompanied by the bellowing of each of the 1850 pipes in the organ, there was the genuine applause of appreciation, the smiles and handshakes and good-humoured banter in the porch with Colm and the priests, and most of all a real sense of pride that we had something terribly special in Longford.<\/div>
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“Watch the steps, they’re slippery, happy Christmas”, “God, it’s cold tonight but that was a wonderful Mass inside” “ It was beautiful, safe home,” “ Good night, take care and have a good one , God bless”. The walk home seemed lighter.<\/div>
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A pre-dawn text shattered the Christmas morning silence. Who in the name of God would be texting at this hour? Blinking in disbelief I read “Cathedral on fire”. Knowing the sender who lived in Carlow was not a messer, I immediately jumped from bed, and made my way back in along the Ballinalee road. A heavy freezing fog combined with darkness meant that initially nothing was visible. Maybe it was only something small and was already out, I thought to myself.<\/div>
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Then drawing near the Cathedral a faint blue flashing light came through the mist. An eerie sound of pops disturbed the morning silence. Up higher a tongue of yellow flame shot suddenly skywards. My heart sank.<\/div>
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The sickening reality hit home on reaching the traffic island in front of the Cathedral. A small knot of shivering people were gathered, eyes transfixed in shock and horror. The fire had already taken hold and as smoke bellowed from the roof, the windows glowed orange with the strength of the flames inside.<\/div>
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We watched the horror-show unfold in utter disbelief and shock, the sense of complete helplessness overwhelming. Grown men wept openly, others turned away clutching their heads. This was like watching a treasured friend die and there was nothing we could do. A fire-engine with a massive lift poured water onto the roof, elsewhere hoses were directing water through the windows. It resembled a film set but this was ugly real and real ugly.<\/div>
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The orange flames crept ever closer towards the spire, beams collapsed, windows popped as the yellow helmeted firefighters fought an unstoppable enemy. A visibly shaken Fr Healy stared in disbelief, clutching a mug of coffee. Words of comfort seemed as useless as the water poured on the flames but were offered anyway.<\/div>
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As dawn broke , the full and horrible extent of the damage became apparent. Our beautiful pride and joy was gutted and so was every single person there. The word spread rapidly. Despite the snow and ice and minus eight temperature, the crowd of stunned disbelievers continued to swell. The outpouring of emotions was pure raw. People hugged and cried and sobbed and talked about their shared pain. That a single burning building could arouse such emotion was truly remarkable.<\/div>
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But this was no ordinary building. This was the pride of Longford in flames. This was a very real part of Longford burning and collapsing before our very eyes. This was our icon being destroyed. Every Longfordian was deeply linked to the Cathedral through Baptism, First Holy Communion, Confirmation, Marriage and Funerals. Even though it was just a building, it was a part of us. It was burning and we felt its pain.<\/div>
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Onlookers shared stories and its wedding history. The parents of James Joyce were married there in 1880, Arthur Griffith and Michael Collins were guests at the wedding of General Sean McKeon to Alice Cooney who were married in the Cathedral in 1921, the world famous athletes John Walker, Eamonn Coghlan and Frank O’Mara were present at the wedding of Longford’s most famous runner Ray Flynn when he married Jan Clement in 1976.<\/div>
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As the firefighters trained their hoses on the spire, there was a genuine fear that it might topple as the fire raged around and beneath it. A middle-aged woman from Killoe summed up its place in the hearts of Longford people. She recalled as a four year old, her mother brought into Longford before Christmas which at the time was just an annual visit. She vividly remembered visiting the Cathedral and in her mind comparing it to “at least St Peter’s of Rome if not Heaven itself”.<\/div>
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Despite the cold, the crowd grew. Photos were taken on mobile phones and sent all over the world. Images of the once proud spire shrouded in thick smoke were emailed to where ever Longfordians were spending Christmas morning. From Norway to Chad to Korea to America, Canada, New Zealand, Australia, England the response was the same, emotional, tear-filled, shock, disbelief and utter heart-break.<\/div>
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When Bishop Colm O Reilly spoke with RTE reporter Ciaran Mullooly, in front of his beloved burning St Mel’s, he was clearly in deep shock. Having served in the Cathedral as a popular priest, the horrific scene behind him was deeply painful as well as personal.<\/div>
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Meanwhile at midday, down the town at Connolly Barracks it was announced at the start of the GOAL Mile that the funds raised would be going to the Cathedral restoration fund. The response was the same as had been after midnight mass ,just hours earlier...applause. One young participant proudly showed his Longford Town jersey with the Cathedral on its crest. The funds have since been re-directed to GOAL’s work in that place in all our thoughts –Haiti, and we keep the people of that beleaguered nation in our thoughts and prayers.<\/div>
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As dusk descended on a stunned town, there was little more the exhausted firefighters could do. By now they were simply damping down the glowing embers. Throughout the town, county and diocese young and old joined to watch the story on the evening television news but still it didn’t seem real. Shortly afterwards in the gathering darkness and gloom and with most gone home, the Cathedral bell sounded for the last time as it came tumbling down before coming to rest in the ash and debris, the last sad sound of the nightmare story of Christmas Day 2009.<\/div>
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Recovery of Diocesan Museum Artefacts<\/span><\/div>
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STATEMENT ISSUED ON BEHALF OF THE<\/span><\/div>
<\/span><\/div>VERY REV. COLM O’REILLY, D.D.,<\/span><\/div>
<\/span><\/div>BISHOP OF ARDAGH AND CLONMACNOIS<\/span><\/div>
<\/span><\/div>Saturday, 6th February, 2010<\/span><\/div><\/div>
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On the morning of Christmas Day last, a fire at St Mel’s destroyed the interior of the cathedral along with most of its furnishings and fittings. One of the casualties was the contents of the Diocesan Museum, located at the rear of the cathedral. Assembled in the 1930s and 40s by the late Fr Michael Kearney, President of St Mel’s College, the collection was moved to the cathedral in 1974.<\/div>
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The collection included almost 500 items and ranked among the finest ecclesiastical museums in the country, containing a varied collection of ecclesiastical material as well as objects of archaeological, historical and ethnographical interest. It included a number of objects of national importance, including the ninth-century Crozier of St Mel, patron of the diocese, which was found at Ardagh, Co. Longford in the nineteenth century. Of equal importance was the Shrine of St Caillinn of Fenagh, Co. Leitrim – a book shrine dated to 1536 and associated with Brian O’Rourke, lord of Breifne – along with the twelfth-century Clog na Rígh – ‘bell of the kings’ – also associated with St Caillinn. Of particular local interest were a number of ceremonial keys and trowels used in commemorating the foundations of the cathedral and other parish churches in the diocese.<\/div>
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It seemed at first that the entire contents of the museum had perished in the fire. I am therefore pleased to be able to announce that – thanks to the efforts of a team from the National Museum of Ireland who have been working at the site for the last few weeks – a significant number of objects have survived and have been recovered. All have suffered fire damage and it is not yet clear how they will appear after conservation. Among the objects recovered are the Shrine of St Caillinn which is largely intact and a portion of the Crozier of St Mel. The discovery of the latter is particularly poignant today – the feast day of our patron saint. Among the other objects found were an early iron hand-bell from Wheery, Co. Offaly and a thirteenth-century crozier made at Limoges in France. Regrettably, the collection of vestments, penal crosses, altar vessels of pewter and silver and works in paper were lost.<\/div>
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In all over 200 objects have been recovered and these have now been removed to a stable environment at the National Museum of Ireland for safekeeping and their condition is currently being assessed. The Museum is working closely with the diocese to develop a conservation strategy for the objects recovered.<\/div>