Memories are made of this

If I could relate all the memories associated with the latin school then this website would not hold on what I have to say but memory fails me now…..I can remember the 7 mile journey by bike ….determination against the various hills of the bounder-less townlands that bundle the way. The bike itself was a simple affair with no dynamo and had a carrier for the schoolbag;tyres with tubes of  innumerable patches made up the median that connected the seat of learning to mother earth. Oh for those potholes that registered easily as against the Greek classics from the masters hand. God be with you Fr Dan Kelly you did your best. How many of you would now join me on a day on the bike as we journey to moyne?