KILWORTH

On the way back to Dublin, while still in county Cork, we made one last stop. Rebekah had learned from family history records that her great, great grandfather John Flynn was born from the village of Kilworth. He later emigrated with his parents to Nebraska. We took a small detour and rolled into town as the sun was setting. The first thing we saw was the O'Flynn Newsagent. Rebekah stepped inside and asked about it. She was told to go down the brown door and talk to Tony O'Flynn, who have all the details. He wasn't there, but she wrote down his address, which was simply his name, Main Street, Kilworth, County Cork. (By the way, after seeing the pre-fix 'Kill' so many times, we inquired of a friend and learned that Kil means 'church' in Irish).

We went on to explore the local church, and look for headstones. It was a great old building but no O'Flynn's (I guess they were poor). She even called the local Parish Priest. He said he was about to start a funeral, but to call back another day and he would love to help her find the names of John's grandparents and extended family.

With night falling, hungry stomachs calling, and rain on the way, we drove around the town and made plans to do some research before coming back for some genealogical exploring.  It was fun to see the excitement in Rebekah's face as she walked around the church yard and small streets. There is something special about locating your roots.