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Fusilier

by Michael H. Hanson


The Vaunted Munster Infantry

thus boarded ship with boot and kit

and ‘pon the churlish Channel Sea

Pete Casey steamed to Normandy.


To Normandy! To Normandy!

The Royal Munster Fusiliers

all shouted proud with Gaelic glee

upon the tossing Channel Sea.


Staunch Irishmen of humble birth

strong arms and hearts of British rule

fine lads of freckled wit and mirth

the prideful Munster Dirty Shirts.


Frangalus Clauber kicked their arse

and heralded six months of Hell.

Lee Enfield bruised there hands and hearts

and drilled them in the killing arts.


Their home the lonely endless trench

foreboding dank uncovered graves

with wounded sprawled on every bench

all perfumed with a dead man’s stench.


Closed-quartered drills and night attacks

for weeks without a shower or bath

they scraped their boards of mud and flak

and knitted wire upon their backs.


‘Cross fields of muck and smoking death

good Sergeant Casey led his boys

to pay the bloody butcher’s debt

with gun, grenade, and bayonet.


One day a Hun advanced unseen

a Grenadier still but a lad

whose Kugel ball spit Casey’s spleen

upon that morn most banefully.


Three days he lay in fevered dreams

remembering fair emerald shores

his wife and children faithfully

awaiting him across the sea.


Within a medic’s tent he died

brave Sergeant Casey, Dunchadh Eire!

Thus buried in French countryside

alone beside the Channel tide.


Two days too late for brave Casey

the Nine Battalion struck it’s flag

pale remnants of Hell’s casualties

survivors cursed with memories... ______________________________


Three Promises

by Michael H. Hanson


This granted wish of earthly loss

these ashes spread on verdant cliffs

I grieve ‘midst Irish rain and moss

and set my Mother’s soul adrift.


One golden day--on hilly rise

fair Adirondac lake and tree

with sorrowed song and weeping eye

interred with loving family.


Her last request--my promised fate

yon fallen Gaelic soldiery

my lost Great Grandfather awaits

at rest beside the Channel Sea.


Alone, alone in Normandy

my ancient Father calls to me.


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* 1916 Photograph of Sergeant Peter Casey

* Royal Munster Fusilier Blazer Badge

* Royal Munster Fusilier Bengal Tiger Crest

* Royal Munster Fusilier Cap Badge

* 16th Irish Division Shamrock Insignia

* 1914-1915 Star (Awarded Posthumously to Sergeant Peter Casey)

* WWI Allied Victory Medal (Awarded Posthumously to Sergeant Peter Casey)

* WWI British War Medal (Awarded Posthumously to Sergeant Peter Casey)

* WWI Commemorative Scroll

* Commemorative Letter from King George V

* Sergeant Peter Casey’s WWI Bronze Memorial Plaque (The Dead Man’s Penny)

* Photograph of 16th Irish Division, WWI

* Calais Cemetery Memorial Cross

* Reproduction of part of a painting by Fortunino Matania, entitled “The Last Absolution of The Munsters at Rue de Bois, 1915.” It depicts the blessing of The Royal Munster Fusiliers on the evening

of May 8, by their Chaplain, Father Gleeson in front of a ruined shrine with a crucifix. Each Company has a green standard embroidered with an irish Harp and the word “Munster,” gifts from Lady Gordon to the Regiment.

In Honor of my Great-Grandfather  Peter Casey

A brave life given for others in the Great War. He died of his wounds on May 28, 1916 and lays at rest at Calais Southern Cemetery, Pas de Calais, France. Born in Miltown Malbay, County Claire, Ireland, in 1883. Enlisted at Ennis, County Claire, Ireland. Husband of Margaret O’Halloran Casey and Father of Peter Casey, Jr., Christina Casey, James Casey, and Mary Casey.


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         SERGEANT PETER CASEY’S RESTING PLACE

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“The Kaiser knows the Munsters, by the Shamrock on their caps,

And the famous Bengal Tiger, ever ready for a scrap,

And all his big battalions, Prussion Guards and grenadiers,

Fear to face the flashing bayonets of the Munster Fusiliers!”


-- Anonymous

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