William Forde 30th April, 2012.
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The Priest's Calling Card
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- Chapter One - The Irish Custom
- Chapter Two - Patrick Duffy's Family Background
- Chapter Three - Patrick Duffy Junior's Vocation to Priesthood
- Chapter Four - The first years of the priesthood
- Chapter Five - Father Patrick Duffy in Seattle
- Chapter Six - Father Patrick Duffy, Portlaw Priest
- Chapter Seven - Patrick Duffy Priest Power
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Sean and Sarah
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- Chapter 1 - 'Return of the Prodigal Son'
- Chapter 2 - 'The early years of sweet innocence in Portlaw'
- Chapter 3 - 'The Separation'
- Chapter 4 - 'Separation and Betrayal'
- Chapter 5 - 'Portlaw to Manchester'
- Chapter 6 - 'Salford Choices'
- Chapter 7 - 'Life inside Prison'
- Chapter 8 - 'The Aylesbury Pilgrimage'
- Chapter 9 - Sean's interest in stone masonary'
- Chapter 10 - 'Sean's and Tony's Partnership'
- Chapter 11 - 'Return of the Prodigal Son'
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The Life of Liam Lafferty
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- Chapter One: ' Liam Lafferty is born'
- Chapter Two : 'The Baptism of Liam Lafferty'
- Chapter Three: 'The early years of Liam Lafferty'
- Chapter Four : Early Manhood
- Chapter Five : Ned's Secret Past
- Chapter Six : Courtship and Marriage
- Chapter Seven : Liam and Trish marry
- Chapter Eight : Farley meets Ned
- Chapter Nine : 'Ned comes clean to Farley'
- Chapter Ten : Tragedy hits the family
- Chapter Eleven : The future is brighter
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The life and times of Joe Walsh
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- Chapter One : 'The marriage of Margaret Mawd and Thomas Walsh’
- Chapter Two 'The birth of Joe Walsh'
- Chapter Three 'Marriage breakup and betrayal'
- Chapter Four: ' The Walsh family breakup'
- Chapter Five : ' Liverpool Lodgings'
- Chapter Six: ' Settled times are established and tested'
- Chapter Seven : 'Haworth is heaven is a place on earth'
- Chapter Eight: 'Coming out'
- Chapter Nine: Portlaw revenge
- Chapter Ten: ' The murder trial of Paddy Groggy'
- Chapter Eleven: 'New beginnings'
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The Woman Who Hated Christmas
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- Chapter One: 'The Christmas Enigma'
- Chapter Two: ' The Breakup of Beth's Family''
- Chapter Three: From Teenager to Adulthood.'
- Chapter Four: 'The Mills of West Yorkshire.'
- Chapter Five: 'Harrison Garner Showdown.'
- Chapter Six : 'The Christmas Dance'
- Chapter Seven : 'The ballot for Shop Steward.'
- Chapter Eight: ' Leaving the Mill'
- Chapter Ten: ' Beth buries her Ghosts'
- Chapter Eleven: Beth and Dermot start off married life in Galway.
- Chapter Twelve: The Twin Tragedy of Christmas, 1992.'
- Chapter Thirteen: 'The Christmas star returns'
- Chapter Fourteen: ' Beth's future in Portlaw'
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The Last Dance
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- Chapter One - ‘Nancy Swales becomes the Widow Swales’
- Chapter Two ‘The secret night life of Widow Swales’
- Chapter Three ‘Meeting Richard again’
- Chapter Four ‘Clancy’s Ballroom: March 1961’
- Chapter Five ‘The All Ireland Dancing Rounds’
- Chapter Six ‘James Mountford’
- Chapter Seven ‘The All Ireland Ballroom Latin American Dance Final.’
- Chapter Eight ‘The Final Arrives’
- Chapter Nine: 'Beth in Manchester.'
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‘The Postman Always Knocks Twice’
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- Author's Foreword
- Contents
- Chapter One
- Chapter Two
- Chapter Three
- Chapter Four
- Chapter Five
- Chapter Six
- Chapter Seven
- Chapter Eight
- Chapter Nine
- Chapter Ten
- Chapter Eleven
- Chapter Twelve
- Chapter Thirteen
- Chapter Fourteen
- Chapter Fifteen
- Chapter Sixteen
- Chapter Seventeen
- Chapter Eighteen
- Chapter Nineteen
- Chapter Twenty
- Chapter Twenty-One
- Chapter Twenty-Two
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"Paradoxically, the way to peace is not to seek it out, but to allow it to happen where it will and to take advantage of its presence. We are more at peace in our world once we cease to rage against the inevitable. This is not advice to lie down and die, but instead to stand up and be counted."
William Forde 30th April, 2012.
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"I have never forgotten the phrase 'time is the stuff that life is made from.' Though the creation of time be not in our hands, the inducement of 'silence' is. Silence is making friends with time. It does not fight it, waste it, but refuses to be bound by it. It refuses to run after it, slow it down, pull it back or seek to alter it in any way. Silence floats with time, allowing the patterns of the moment to unfold at their own pace. In silence, we break the material hold that time has on us and accept the spiritual influence knocking at our door. Eternity is the only true time." William Forde 28th April, 2012. "Love is the balm of all ages and soothes both young and old alike. My birthday on the 10th November will be a double celebration for me this year, as me and Sheila shall be getting married on the same day. God only knows why such a beautiful woman and lovely person should have taken a second glance in my direction, let alone, stopped me and pronounced, 'I will!' I told you that life is good. Like loving swans who mate forever, our love for each other shall outlive us both." William Forde, 27th April, 2012. "Today is the anniversary of my mother's death. Though she never seemed to distinguish herself particularly in the eyes of the world, to me, I always saw her as a saint. God bless you Mum. The most difficult of all heavenly conundrums can be found in determining the suitability for beatification, as most saints usually started their lives out as sinners, having, so to speak, lived 'the good life' before they actually discovered it. One cannot truly judge a person's action without first having access to their motive and reasoning at the time of the deed's commission. T.S.Elliot reminds us that, 'The greatest treason is to do the right deed for the wrong reason'. I agree with this sentiment and say that he or she who does so, leans ever so carelessly on the wheel of martyrdom." William Forde 26th April, 2012. "For all of you youngsters out there struggling to find a suitable job in this tough economic climate, and to those in their 40's and early 50's who think that they've 'missed the bus' and so proceed in their lives at a walking pace, I say, 'Don't give up. It is never too late to be what you might have been.' I remind you that it's never a moment too soon for you to do a u-turn and to put your dreams back on track. There is no failure in not getting what you want: only in the 'not trying'. The world's winners come only from its runners-in-the-race. They emerge from its rank of dreamers and doers, triers and tasters along with those who say 'Let's give it another go!'" William Forde 24th April, 2012. "There is a time to get lost in private reflection and there is also a time when it is purposeful to 'get lost.' Were I wed to a a clacking mill that goes on grinding ( a nagging wife), then I'd be out of there quicker than Elizabeth Taylor was able to say ,'I do.' There is an old saying that if your religion doesn't change you, then it's time that you changed your religion. I say that when your woman doesn't try to change you, be wise and shut up, think yourself blessed and stay put anchored to her common sense, because that's the most any man can ever hope for in the world of Looby Loo." William Forde 23rd, 2012. "Be one with nature and know that when 'silence' arrives that it is all when it is nothing. It is an easy silence when one has little or nothing to say, but when it screams, shakes the senses and needs to shout out its unwanted presence in the house of the lonely, it no longer floats on the surface of the spirit; passive yet uncommitted. Then, unwanted silence can imprison. But when silence is allowed to seek out the source of all tranquility, it draws one into a dimension of perfect peace: for when one is truly centred, one gives of the heart." William Forde 22nd. April, 2012. Thought for today: "Does dust rise without wind or apples fall when too much weight they bear? Does a ship sail without sufficient water beneath its bows or become stranded in sunken depths when its crew abandon her? Does the sun smile down on cheerless souls any less than upon another more hearty or the heavens pour out its tears in sympathy when sadness tears one soul apart like the wings of a torn butterfly? Does the quicksand of time serve any other purpose than extinguishing life at its last breath? Make God your life and only then shall the Grim Reaper loosen his power over you." William Forde: April 18th, 2012. "I know that the Australians have never really forgiven the Poms for banishing them over seas for being less cultured than us Brits, but even the birds are so vastly different across each side of the pond. Think about it; in England they tweet and in Australia, they still squawk. Nothing has changed there then!" William Forde 17th April, 2012. "Life is a paradox when the ability to see derives from the capacity to exercise blind faith. Hindsight is knowing where you have been. Forsight is knowing where you are going. Insight is knowing how to get there. Put trust in your past experiences and hope will emerge and love will remain present throughout." William Forde 16th April, 2012 "A confident and assertive woman in today's man-made world is someone who refuses to wait in any man's line up."
William Forde 14th April "Isn't it strange how things never quite seem to happen at the right time in one's life. For instance, by the time I'd truly found God and the benefit of prayer, my legs were no longer able to kneel. When I'd come to realise how precious my parent's presence were in my life, they had died and were no longer there. Similarly, with my children. All of their growing-up and noisy lives, I craved for 'just one minute's quiet.' However,since they all flew the nest, the tree was ever so peaceful in its position of splendid isolation that I also decided to leave the forest and move towards the bright lights of town. Now, I can appreciate both the noise and the peace, the crowds and the solitude, the delights of 'looking back,' the pleasure of 'being here now' and the happy anticipation of 'looking forward.' Whatever I do, with whom and wherever I go in my life, I will survive in contentment as long as I am able to maintain my capacity to desire, to dream and to hold a vision of my love's sweet face and the faces of all of my life's sweet loves." William Forde 13th April, 2012 "Never fear how small a part you play in the galaxy of stars that surround you because their very brightness comes from the goodness you give out in cosmic energy daily. Without you, the sun would smile more narrowly and the rainbow hang less majestically in the sky. Without you there would be no seasonal change and one would repeatedly experience the same uninteresting weather day after day. Without you there would be no 'me.' Without you there would be no point. How can you possibly ever see yourself as small?" William Forde 12th April, 2012. "There are many times when I look at life and could easily weep at the degree of poverty that some poor folk live with daily. And there are times when my heart cries out, 'Please God. No more, please,' when I see the suffering of a young child or an elderly person struggling to die with dignity. And yet, all of this pain is worth enduring being a part of daily life when I am able to see the immense joy in the face of a woman who has just given birth, the hug of wounded soldier returning from war and the innocent smile of a child who has just played trick on an unsuspecting adult and is excitedly awaiting the inevitable 'pay off'. All a part of life's rich tapestry of emotions. Oh, and happy birthday sister Susan!" Willliam Forde April 11th, 2012 "The joy of the spirit is the depth of its power.The freedom of the thought is the limit of its range. The broadness of the mind is the capacity to bear. The truth of action is the true measure of spontaneity.The strings of the heart is the pulling power of heaven. The power of love is truly awesome!" William Forde 9th April, 2012. "On this weekend; the holiest time of the year in the Christian calender, I will depart from my usual philosophical message and deliver a religious one instead.This is Easter; a time to remember what we are all about. I hope that we may all be able to 'rise to the occasion' and appreciate those among us who never give less of themselves than is needed and always give more than is asked for. These are magic people in our lives and they do great things because they have found the source of goodness in all; and that is that all have some goodness in them. For most, we will only be accorded the respect of others when we deserve it, but for them, they automatically give us respect upon first meeting; long before we have earned it. They do this because they know that one cannot respect and love one's self until first, respect and love are given to others. This is the true bible interpretation of what Jesus meant when he instructed us, 'to love our neighbour as one's self.' So, in a roundabout way, the only way that we can love one's self is to love our God and we do that through loving our neighbour; and visa versa. Simple,yet strange, isn't it? It's taken me nearly 70 years to truly understand. Happy Easter." William Forde 6th April, 2012. |
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