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I found this musical creation so beautiful that I had to learn more about it and its meaning. I found it as a CD album at Amazon, which I just ordered: The Irish Tenors / McNamara, McDermott, Kearns, TynanThe Three Tenors. The following is what I discovered about the song entitled Grace. Give a listen HERE.

“As we gather in the chapel here in old Kilmainham jail,
I think about these past few weeks; Oh, will they say we failed?
From our school days they have told us we must yearn for liberty,
Yet all I want in this dark place is to have you here with me.

[Chorus]
Oh Grace just hold me in your arms, and let this moment linger,
They’ll take me out at dawn and I will die.
With all my love I’ll place this wedding ring upon your finger,
There won’t be time to share our love for we must say goodbye.

Now I know it’s hard for you my love to ever understand,
The love I bear for these brave men, my love for this dear land,
But when Padraic called me to his side down in the G.P.O.
I had to leave my own sick bed, to him I had to go.
[Chorus]

Now as the dawn is breaking, my heart is breaking too,
On this May morn, as I walk out, my thoughts will be of you.
And I’ll write some words upon the wall, so everyone will know,
I loved so much that I could see His blood upon the rose.”

Joseph Mary Plunkett was an Irish nationalist, poet and leader and planner of the 1916 Easter rising. It was largely his plan that was followed in 1916, which ended in military disaster. Plunkett was held in Kilmainham Jail and faced court martial. Hours before his excecution by firing squad, at age 28, he was married in the prison chapel on 4 May 1916, to his sweetheart, a Protestant convert to Catholicism, Grace Gifford.

Grace remained loyal to the republican movement while earning a living as a commerical artist. She voted against the treaty which divided Ireland and during the civil war she was imprisoned in Kilmainham jail for three months. She died in 1955.

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Happy Birthday Jamey. 

May God bless and keep you always,
May your wishes all come true,
May you always do for others
And let others do for you.
May you build a ladder to the stars
And climb on every rung,
May you stay forever young,
Forever young, forever young,
May you stay forever young.

May you grow up to be righteous,
May you grow up to be true,
May you always know the truth
And see the lights surrounding you.
May you always be courageous,
Stand upright and be strong,
May you stay forever young,
Forever young, forever young,
May you stay forever young.

May your hands always be busy,
May your feet always be swift,
May you have a strong foundation
When the winds of changes shift.
May your heart always be joyful,
May your song always be sung,
May you stay forever young,
Forever young, forever young,
May you stay forever young. ~~Bob Dylan

My youngest child will turn thirty-nine on Saturday of this week. I told him that this will be his “Jack Benny Birthday”, however, he had never heard of Jack Benny. As it happens, he will really be “Forever Thirty-eight”, as he will be crossing the International Date Line in his travels to the Far East, and will completely miss his thirty-ninth birthday. There will be no October 13th this year for him.

I am happy that he will stay thirty-eight for the rest of “my” life, as he must stay forever young as long as I am living, for he is my baby. And what a child he has already been for his father and me, as he has accomplished all the wishes, hopes and dreams that Bob Dylan sang about in this song “Forever Young.”

Jamey, 1971

The image, Happy Birthday, Jamey, was originally uploaded by barneykin. It is posted here from Barneykin’s flickr account.

The “real” Bob Dylan may be viewed on YouTube in a brilliant performance unenhanced by choreography, fashion designers, or lighting and audio engineers, in the way it was, once upon a time, back in 1993.

Bob Dylan on The Tonight Show, 1993

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