Fr Eugene Nevin, a tribute to my mother
Mary Anne McDonagh Nevin
Excerpts from Fr Eugene Nevin's memoir. Courtesy of Abbey Heritage Group
My father and mother were married in 1854, their respective ages being thirty-five and seventeen and a half – a big disparity in years, but it never interfered with the harmony and tranquility that always reigned supreme between them, for never did a happier pair live together…. In accordance with the general usage of the time, the girl after marriage continued to be known by her maiden name and was rarely if ever addressed by her proper title of Mrs – indeed her husband would hardly know who was spoken of if his own name with Mrs was used!
A kindlier woman, I am sure, never existed
I was only nine years of age when my father died in 1877, a comparatively young man of sixty. His mother, maiden name, Nappy Donlon, preceded him by only six months, aged ninety-five. But my dear mother, Mary Anne McDonagh, had many years of widowhood, dying 24th November 1907 at the age of seventy-three. A kindlier woman, I am sure, never existed and her “You’re heartily welcome” to every visitor still rings in my ears. The eldest of five sisters and considered to be the beauty of her day, in maturity, even in old age, she retained the grace and attractions of youth. Deprived at forty-three years of her life’s helper, with a family of eight, the youngest of whom – Sister Osmund – was only three years of age, the problems confronting her are by no means of a pleasant nature. But with her great faith and her confidence in Divine Providence, she bravely faced the future, strong in the hope that Heaven would come to her assistance. Her favourite and oft-repeated ejaculations were, “Welcome be the will of God!” and “Thanks and praises be to God for all his goodness!” She was never for a moment idle, up and doing, whenever she saw anything to be done. Equal to all things, for all things fit, her industry extended far beyond the performance and the fulfillment of her household duties.