Richard Luke Concanen, O.P. The First bishop of New York (1747-1810) sss

Richard Concanen was born in Kilbegnet in 1727 and from his youth knew that he was destined for the priesthood with a particular devotion to St. Dominic and his order. Unfortunately for Richard he was born into an age when religious oppression and penal laws forced Irish scholars preparing for the priesthood to seek education outside of the country.
The order itself had also suffered persecution with demolition of its monasteries, firstly by the Cromwellian invasion of the mid 1600’s followed by Queen Anne who extended the oppression into the 18th century. As a consequence the order relocated to the continent and to cities more welcoming to their teachings. Lisbon in Portugal, Rome in Italy and Louvain in Belgium all housed Dominican cloisters that were eminent centres of education. It was the Holy Cross in Louvain that Richard settled and here he received his religious habit in about 1765. At this time he also took the name Luke to add to that which he received at the time of his baptism.
Such was the promise shown that he was sent by his superiors to the Dominican House of Studies in Minerva and then on to San Clamente in Rome where he completed a four year study in Theology. Here he studied under many learned men including Fr. Thomas Troy, later Bishop of Ossory and Archbishop of Dublin.
He progressed through his studies rapidly and quickly made a name for himself amongst his contemporaries in the order but also amongst his congregations who eagerly gathered to hear the pulpit orator preaching fervently in their own tongue. He could now speak a number of language including English, Italian, Latin, French, German and coming from Galway the native tongue of his countrymen in Ireland.
Over the course of the following three decades, as his influence developed, Concanen was elevated to various prominent roles within the Dominican Order in Rome. Perhaps the most significant though occurred in about 1776 when his old mentor, Bishop Troy, appointed Concanen to act as his agent in Rome. Observing how effectively he took up this new role prelates from across Ireland, England and America followed suit and selected Concanen to also act on their capacity. This inevitably brought him to the forefront of Roman politics and into intimate contact with the Holy Father and the Congregation for the Evangelization of Peoples, the committee responsible for the spread of the faith in non-Catholic countries.
He became a favourite of Pope Pius VI who duly appointed him Bishop of Kilmacduagh and Kilfenora, a position that Concanen was forced to refuse due to ill health and religious modesty.
Meanwhile across the Atlantic the first Catholic Bishop of the newly independent United States (later Archbishop of Baltimore), John Carroll, implored the Holy See in Rome for help in administering to the growing followers. Pope Pius VII’s solution in 1808 was to create several new dioceses in the country including that of New York and, on the advice of Archbishop Troy of Dublin, the bishopric was offered to Concanen. The position on this occasion was accepted.
He had for many years harboured a desire for a missionary role in the Americas but his duties in Rome had prevented this. Now as his health deteriorated a move away from the Gallic influences in Rome into the warm climate appealed greatly to the man. Regrettably Concanen never stepped foot on the American continent. Embargoes on Atlantic travel were in force due to the Napoleonic Wars and Concanen himself was detained in Naples while seeking passage to America. Bishop Concanen died of a fever in 1810 awaiting release and was buried in the Church of San Domenico, in this city.

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Fr Edward J Flanagan of Ballymoe and Boys Town sss

 

Edward was born at Leabeg, outside Ballymoe, in 1886 to John and Honoria Flanagan, a couple of modest farmers with strong Catholic faith. His formative education was at the local Drimatemple national school before moving on to Summerhill College in Sligo where the Catholic teachings and ideology had a lasting impression on him. Upon leaving school and with a desire to enter the priesthood he made the decision to emigrate to America and to carry on his religious studies there. At the ave of 18 he arrived into New York where his education resumed before continuing in Italy and eventually Austria where he was ordained in 1912.
Returning home to the States he soon found himself serving in the parish of Omaha in Nebraska, where he was appalled by the destitution suffered by local young boys and felt he could help. In 1917 he founded his children home, on the outskirts of the town, where the care focused on treating the delinquencies of the boys with compassion instead of the usual prescribed corporal punishments. Through the work of the home young former at-risk boys who previously were inevitably caught in the loop of crime found they had a purpose in society. These revolutionary concepts were derided even by his superiors, but Fr Flanagan persevered with his ideals advocating a system of social preparation where the boys were taught to become responsible adults in addition to being given a trade.
Under his stewardship Boys Town, as it was soon named, grew steadily over the years to include all of the usual businesses and facilities that would be found in any town in America at the time. So much so that Boys Town was officially recognised as a village of the state of Nebraska in 1936
The innovative work of Fr Flanagan didn’t go unnoticed and in 1938 his life was celebrated in the Academy winning film ‘Boys Town’ starring Spencer Tracey with the script given the approval of Flanagan himself. Away from the silver screen his advice was sought for the foundation of many schemes similar to his across the globe and it was while attending one such event in Berlin that he died in 1948. He was returned to America and buried in his beloved Boys Town.
2001 saw a statue unveiled in Ballymoe commemorating Fr Flanagan and his achievements with an exact replica being placed in Boys Town, Nebraska a symbol of the two towns united in acclaiming their famous son.

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Jim Coffey – The Roscommon Giant sss

Big Jim Coffey disembarked onto the busy Boston docks in April 1910, with grand dreams of prosperity and possibilities. He had finally arrived at his destination having travelled from his home in Roscommon, detouring through Cobh before a week long voyage across the Atlantic aboard the Cymric.
Born in 1890 in the townland of Tully near Gortaganny village, Jim was the sixth child of eleven born to John and Ann Coffey. Here in Tully he grew up quickly working hard on his struggling father’s farm where the daily physical exertions saw him develop into a big and strong youngster. The small family farm though was never going to keep the Coffey boys in work and when Jim and his brothers reached a certain age they took advantage of the seasonal manual work on the vast farms of England. Likely it was here that they began to dream of a life in America and as Jim reached his twenties he left his home in Roscommon clutching the ticket that his sister Bessie had sent for him.
Once in America he worked for a stint as a labourer, but later found much better paying employment as a trolley motorman carrying passengers around New York suburbs Manhattan and the Bronx. In 1913 by some great stroke of luck he happened to pick up a passenger that would change his life and fortunes forever. The passenger was Tom Shaw, a local traffic cop moonlighting as an amateur boxer, and as the streetcar waited in New York traffic Coffey was convinced to try out at the local boxing gym. Here he discovered a natural flair that, coupled with his 6 foot 4 inch powerful frame, gave him a distinct advantage against his sparring partners. Over the next four years he gradually moved up the reins of the profession, fighting many established fighters while at the same time developing a large following especially among the growing Irish diaspora in the States. By early 1915 he had fought in, and filled out, the boxing Mecca that was Madison Square Garden several times and he was inevitably mentioned as the new “white hope”.
For years the African American, Jack Johnson, had dominated the heavyweight division and this never sat comfortably with the influential white fight-goers or media commentators. After every Johnson victory the newspapers cried out for a white challenger to dethrone the Galveston Giant, as they named him, and every time the new “white hope” succumbed to his might.
By early April 1915 though the king was finally dethroned but sadly not by Coffey. A young working cowboy from Kansas named Jess Willard had finally beaten Johnson and was instilled as the new champion of the world. Jim Coffey though would still have his title shot at the new champ but first he had to deal with another rival, Frank Moran, to get this chance.
The night of the fight saw huge crowds gather inside The Garden in numbers higher than ever before seen for a boxing event. Coffey’s time had come and he climbed into the ring with his fans chants shaking the very roof of the venue as their anticipation reached frenzied level.
The fight proceeded as expected with Coffey comfortably using his reach and far greater skill to effect. He pounded his opponent relentlessly for the first round and into the second with very little coming back at him. Moran it seemed was about to be outclassed but as he swung his roundhouse aimlessly near the end of the round he connected with Coffey’s chin and sent him staggering around the ring. The bell ended the round but Coffey’s senses could never return sufficiently in time for the next one. He was caught again and the fight was over.
In the aftermath of the fight Coffey played down the loss, only his first official one in 44 contests, calling out Moran and the lucky sucker punch that he caught him with. He and and the newspapers demanded a rematch. Meanwhile Moran soaked up the acclaim and with tongue in cheek christened the punch “Mary Ann” while at the same time agreeing to the fight.
The rematch, when it came, went somewhat along the lines of the first with Coffey dominating the first 7 rounds and was well ahead on the judges scorecards. Unfortunately as the fight entered the final phase he let his guard down and again he was caught by one of Moran’s “Mary Ann” specials that finished the fight as a contest.
After this loss Coffey continued to box for a number of years with some degree of success but he never again came close to a World Title fight albeit he did return for a bout in Castlerea’s Hanley Hall in 1919. He returned to Roscommon for good in 1923 along with his boxing payouts and married a local schoolteacher Kate Kenny before settling down to a life of farming.
In 2017 a plaque was unveiled in his native Tully townland to commemorate “The Roscommon Giant”, Jim Coffey.

References:

http://theroscommongiant.com

http://boxrec.com

The Los Angeles Herald

The New York Times

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