“Mary Elmes – Corkwoman, humanitarian and Ireland’s forgotten Holocaust heroine.” The line, “Lest we Forget” applies here. A self-explanatory piece of history which I picked up on from Frank Parker’s reblog. Thanks Frank. (Shameless plug: Since we’re talking about Ireland, Frank Parker is the author of “A Purgatory of Misery” available on Amazon or other book sellers. The book is non-fiction and deals in part with the so-called “potato famine” in Ireland.)
The great events of our past – the wars and the genocides – are just a series of small steps strung together… steps that when looked back upon appear to be a seamless, momentous journey.
And because of that, we tend to overlook many of those very people who created the events that make history so extraordinary.
The name Mary Elmes is not one that conjures up any special memory to most people, and that’s probably just the way the Corkwoman would have wanted it.
Look at her photo and words like ‘refined’, delicate’ and ladylike’ spring to mind. Mary Elmes was all those things and more besides. She was also fearless, iron-willed and relentless in her cause – to bring help and succour to frightened, dispossessed people in fear for their lives. Were it not for Mary, hundreds of children would have died at the hands of the Nazis…
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~Burning Woman~ 
Good reblog.
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Thanks George, glad you liked it.
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Besides having a brilliant mind she had something far more important that is often lacked by humanitarians like myself. ‘ Fearless , iron- willed and relentless in her cause ‘ I expect being married to her would have been a rough eventful ride but she did marry and bring up two children.
No time for watching sunsets , looking at wild flowers or reading long novels dedication was her way and her legacy imperishable.
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Thank you for commenting, Kertsen. Some people can do that, seeing their purpose as if written and focus totally upon that, making everything else fit into the purpose or calling.
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Very few and far between are such dedicated types most of us more harmless specimens muddle along often torn between pleasure and duty.
Just think where would all artistic achievement be if iron dedication of her type was the norm ?
‘ Take up your cross and follow me ‘ but Jesus I have to do my piano practise and weed my garden won’t you just accept a donation?
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Indeed. I would have dearly liked to have met her to perhaps discover the true source of her commitment and dedication. Best guess, it would have been compassion.
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Great share Sha’ Tara.
I’ve reblogged it from Frank’s blog
Thanks
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Thanks for passing such a great story around, Roger
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Only too glad to do so! 👍
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Ah, Sha’Tara! How good to see you again! Although Sara Jane is running the online show these days, I’m around and around and around. I hope that my rest did you some good!
Now, as someone with Irish blood (among other vintages), you would have thought that I would know the name. No, and neither does Ceannt! However, we agree, this woman was ahead of her time, and fearless as fuck.
Roy
Hi, Phil! You’re next!
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Welcome back, Roy! Thanks for this comment!!!
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