fields or the barn, the likely result of having so many older brothers

The parish priest, Father Smith, looked out for Kathleen as well, and would often stop and give her a ride if she was walking to school or out visiting a friend. His many acts of kindness to the young girl who had just lost her mother were remembered with fond gratitude. The people at the post office, who made sure that the young Kathleen never went home empty—handed, chipped in at Christmas and presented her with a box of fudge.

The 1930s were difficult times for everyone in Kinkora, and they all looked out for one another. A Mrs. Trainor up the road was a skilled seamstress. It was a common practice to take old clothes and recycle them. Once, she offered Kathleen to make a “new” winter coat. Kathleen saw a coat in the Eaton’s catalogue she liked, and Mrs. Trainor said she could make it for one dollar. Kathleen took a old faded coat from home which Mrs. Trainor turned inside out, ripped apart and stitched up again. Kathleen wore the coat with pride. Four others would follow as they wore

out in turn.

Kathleen infiont ofKelly’s store in Kin/eon: (circa 1942)

58 KATHLEEN MURPHY, MAITRIARC