Eoghan Harris: Seeing clearly despite the hecklers and watery eyes
Early last Sunday morning, myself and Gwen set out from Dublin for Kilcrumper cemetery near Fermoy. I was to give the oration at the annual commemoration of General Liam Lynch, chief of staff of the anti-Treaty IRA, who died after battle with Free State troops on the Knockmealdown Mountains in September 1923. This is how the day went.
It was a squally drive down. The blown mist was often too much for the wipers. So I stayed silent, watching the road, and wondering how to tell Gwen to get ready for rough reactions from some republicans who would come to challenge a well-known revisionist.
Adding to my apprehension was my feeling that Frank O'Flynn, the chief organiser, had not fully taken that revisionism on board. Although he claimed to read my Sunday Independent columns, when I reminded him I was a revisionist not a republican he fobbed it off far too lightly.