1922
Diary 4th July 1922
Independence Day in America -- and now in Wexford too.
It’s Wednesday, very late. I’m sitting in the ladies’ room of the Portsmouth Arms, locked into one of the water closets with a candle, the only place around here that it’s possible to be alone. I can’t think right after meeting Dan. He’s thrown me into a heap, as he always does. I need to set my thoughts down to steady them.
But before I get to Dan O’Donovan, let me first write these glorious words: The Republic lives! Enniscorthy’s fight is over and the so-called National Army lies defeated!
It didn’t take us long in the end. We had a shambles of a morning during which we received a number of injuries and lost one man – that boy Denis Heffernan that Norah and I met with Tipsy the other day. After that, Mr
