Kaye MolloyDespite the wide Atlantic between us, the Dwyers and Molloys have been toing and froing between New York and Ower, birthplace of Jim’s mother Mary, for nearly sixty years. An unbreakable bond of love and friendship between our two families has... moreDespite the wide Atlantic between us, the Dwyers and Molloys have been toing and froing between New York and Ower, birthplace of Jim’s mother Mary, for nearly sixty years. An unbreakable bond of love and friendship between our two families has developed over that time. When Jim came with his parents and brothers in ’66 we played football, rode the donkey through the fields and skimmed stones on the Blackriver. Despite inhabiting very different worlds we fell into step seamlessly. As a teenager Jim came to study for short while in Ireland and we travelled around the Aran Islands. Later he brought his lovely wife Cathy and in time Maura and Catherine too. No visit was complete without a trip to Connemara and Kylemore Abbey. We enjoyed sitting around the kitchen table or at Heneghan’s bar being regaled by his wonderful stories. As some of us moved to London James and family came to stay with us there too and he always brought his lovely homemade jams, the rhubarb and strawberry being... less
Kaye MolloyWe are beyond heartbroken that Jim has gone but grateful for the three score and three years he was with us. We will always remember him for the joy, kindness, wit and wisdom he brought to our lives. We send our love and deepest condolences to Cathy,... moreWe are beyond heartbroken that Jim has gone but grateful for the three score and three years he was with us. We will always remember him for the joy, kindness, wit and wisdom he brought to our lives. We send our love and deepest condolences to Cathy, Catherine, Maura and Sebastian and all the Dwyer family.
