Thanks aGod bless andSo So anywayMy name is Timothy Andrew Talbot, and I am the youngest of the 6 sons of my father, Raymond Eugene Talbot. His fathers name was Leo Francis Talbot, and he was the son of my Great-Grandfather, a Irishman from Co. Tipperary named William H. Talbot, born in Roscrea in 1850, departed this world October 31st, 1912, exactly 50 years to the day of my own birth.
My Great Grandfathers father was also named William Talbot, he died in 1894, there, in the village? Terry glass, Dunkerrin, Kings, when he left was gone. Lost his left leg below the knee in a mining accident in Pennsylvania, got 5 grand and went to Queens New York. He'd a cousin or some such in Philadelphia we were told, got him the job coal mining. Pre income tax USA? It was an extraordinary amount of money. He fuc...uh..he 'went' ;- ) to Queens, opened a saloon, then another, then another and another. Married a fresh of the boat 20 year old named Anna Maria McGonigle from Co. Sligo aged 50. They had 7 children, 5 of whom survived childhood, my Grandfather Leo Francis Talbot being among them. I believe my GGrandfathers mother was a woman by the name of Catherine or Bridget Maher or Mahar, and his Father William had at least one sister named Bridget Talbot.
William H was born in 1840, died 1912. He'd claimed 10 years when he immigrated, so they thought he was 50, but nah, he was actually....62. So.
I was born in...that's right, '62. he died 10/31/12, and I was born 10/31/62.
Am I the 2nd coming of me fookin Great Grandfar, or what? Anytime I write back, and when all my people left (my mothers maiden name was Joan Mary Corcoran, her parents were from Adare in Co. Limerick, and Edgesworthstown in Co. Longford. I've both Irish and US passports & citizenship, and Corcoran's chemists was founded by my most Great Gradfather, a man from Wicklow (I believe) named Michael Corcoran, who graduated Trinity in the 1870's (not a lot of RC's coming thru the quad in those days, eh?) and became the National Schoolmaster in Edgesworthstown before retiring and opening the pharmacy. I background because any Talbot from anywhere near fookin Roscrea I contact? There's Tom Talbot with a clothing store, a Talbot electrical Service, there's a pretty nice looking bar/music venue place called Talbots, and of course, you put 'Talbot, Co. Tipperary' and all you get is good ol', go get em Sherry Talbot! Ms.Sherry Talbot, who apparently desires to corner the entire real estate market of Tipperary in particular and Southern Ireland in general won't reply to an American Talbot worth millions who owns his own business (The Nob Hill General Store 1389 Leavenworth St.) AND two properties in the most expensive city on the planet, San Francisco, California? Raise the bar, Sherry! Spread your wings! I bought my home in 2012 for $750,000. It was appraised this year @ 2.8 million! So Sherry? Good luck on the tycoon derivations, but honestly people. Like I'm gonna reach out from SF to touch you for a sofa to kip on or a few euro to buy a fookin sandwich? Jaysus Joseph and Mary, as my GGrandfather doubtlessly said many thousands of times. I have nor do I make no claims, I write for we are related by blood, we are family. That Eire was torn from its educated, matriarichal/patriarchal ancient society 1st by the church and priests, and then the followers of Henry VIIIth is the only reason we're here and not there, but you write, and...ah, well, it's a lot of water under the bridge, and I suppose if we're being perfectly honest, if any of you supposed Talbot's that stayed but who are the very folks what made our side of the line? The Irish Talbots of Terryglass, Dunkerrin, Roscrea, whatever (I've never been there, how the hell would I know what's what and where in County it may be in relation to each other, eh? Exactly. Now pay attention)
We were and are of a genetic fluke that blessed us with the ability to write like this and thus lead us Talbot's to think we're pretty special because, well other people aren't Talbot's, right? Right. Not OUR Talbots. So. Here I am, a name out of a half remembered past. A name torn out of and from the hoary raging days of yore, and blah blah blah. I care because I'm proud of my name and I'm happy to carry it in the world. I fall to no man and stand for every woman. But if any of you reached out? 'Hey I'm Big Delbert Von Chuckleton Talbot from ol' Terryglass way, and we may be related' type of thing? If any of you wrote me? I'd figure you were looking for a free ride, a hand out, a claim on some piece of land or were simply mad as a hatter (or quite possibly all of the above), and I'd definitely shine you on as well. I'd give ya the high hat. Send ya off on a snipe hunt. Tell ya to take yer song and violin and hit the bricks. Anyway... my brothers are John, Peter, Matthew, Sam, and Dan. Two sets of Irish Triplets; John, Pete, and Matt were born in '52, '54, & '55, then Sam, Dan, and me are '59, '60, and '62. There. If you are my relation, I love you. If you aren't, I love you too. It's just much simpler that way is all, really. And of course, it's also true. If you're in town stop by and say hello and I'll give you a free ice cream, absolutely.
Thanks and god bless-Tm
