Published: 27 July 2004

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Tá muid le chéile ag uaigh Joe Cahill. Le chéile mar chlann mór ag faire

amach dá cheile. Mar chairde inár gcroithe, inár n-anamacha, inár

bhfíseanna. Le chéile le Annie agus páistí Joe agus Annie. Le chéile leis an

phobal is i measc an phobail. Is ócáid mór an tórramh seo, ócáid mór inár

saol agus i saol ár strácáilt. Ba mhaith liom buíochas a thabairt d'achan

duine anseo.

Is bfeidir liom a rá gan amhras go mbeadh uncail Joe sasta scaifte mór mar

seo a fheiceáil.

Everybody here and most certainly the people who know Joe Cahill will have

a story to tell. Joe was a multi-dimensional person. He was a husband, a

father, a grandfather, a great grandfather, a brother, an uncle, a comrade,

and a friend. He was also a story teller and he would delight in all the

stories that were told in the wake house and in homes across this island and

the USA and in the corridors of the British establishment, as news of his

death spread.

Joe lived a long life and it's quite impossible to sum that life up in a

few words.

I don't believe in eulogising the dead but I do believe in celebrating

life and particularly a life well lived - a life spent in struggle and in


Of all of us who shared that life one person deserves our heartfelt

thanks. That person is a wonderful woman, and a republican in her own right,

Annie Cahill.

I have a great grá and admiration for Annie.

On your behalf I want to thank her and her wonderful family. I also want

to thank the extended Cahill clann. All the in-laws and outlaws, the older

people and the young ones, all the grandchildren, great grandchildren,

nieces and nephews.

I first saw Joe Cahill when I was about 14 or 15 going into the Ard Scoil

in Divis Street. Some of you knew him for much longer than that. I am

thinking here of Madge McConville, Willie John McCorry, Maggie Adams, and

Bridget Hannon.

Joe had the great capacity to work with his contemporaries while relating

to much younger people. So when I said that people will have stories to tell

it could be prison stories stretching over the decades, from his time in the

death cell with Tom Williams, to Mountjoy and Portlaoise, or New York. It

could be stories by his comrades in the IRA, their exploits and

difficulties, their trials and tribulations. It could be stories of travels

through Irish America. Or of Sinn Féin gatherings all over Ireland.

Quite uniquely there will also be stories about Joe Cahill told by Albert

Reynolds, by Tony Blair, by Bill Clinton, and by Col. Ghaddafi.

I'm very mindful of the fact that in the 1970s when Joe went back to full

time Republican work he was already in his 50's. At a time when most people

would be thinking of retirement he was back into a rollercoaster of activism

and the difficulties of separation from his family.

He is one, almost the last of that group of people, his contemporaries who

came forward into the bhearna bhaoil in 1969. People like Jimmy Steel, JB

O'Hagan, John Joe McGirl, MacAirt, Bridie Dolan, Seamus Twomey, Jimmy and

Maire Drumm, Billy McKee, Mary McGuigan, Daithi O Connall, Sean Keenan, Sean

MacStiofain, Ruairí O'Bradaigh, John O'Rawe, and many, many others.

Joe hated being exiled. He was looked after by good people. But even with

dear friends, such as Bob and Bridie Smith, Joe told me that on Sundays he

would drive into the Wicklow Mountains and think of Annie, his son Tom and

the girls. At times, he told me, he cried to be with them.

He had a great wicked sense of humour and a caustic wit. He was also

withering when it came to dealing with people who he thought were failing to

do their best.

When Joe became active in Sinn Féin he was one of the party's treasurers.

He was scrupulous and extremely stingy with party funds. In fact his

stinginess was legendary. But his logic was impeccable. If he managed to

spend a lifetime in struggle without spending a proverbial penny of

republican money, he expected everyone else to spend even less.

Joe was a physical force republican. He made no apologies for that. But

like all sensible people who resort to armed struggle because they feel

there is no alternative, he was prepared to defend, support and promote other

options when these were available. Without doubt there would not be a peace

process today without Joe Cahill. And he had no illusions about the business

of building peace. Peace requires justice because peace is more than the

absence of conflict.

Joe understood the necessity of building political strength and while

political strength requires more than electoralism, Joe spent the recent

election count glued to the TV set in his sick room and he rejoiced and

marvelled at Sinn Féin's successes right across this island. For him the

cream on the cake of the growth of our party north and south was Mary Lou

and Bairbre's election.

His big fear was that the governments would not respect the people's

mandate. His concern was that the establishment, both Irish and British,

would deny and not uphold citizen's rights and entitlements.

Joe knew that for a peace process to succeed it must be nurtured

particularly by those in positions of power. He was not surprised at the

explosion of nationalist anger in Ardoyne in recent weeks.

He told me to tell Tony Blair, and I did, that the British government is

failing the peace process. Joe's generation were beaten off the streets of

this city for decades by the combined might of the corporate state. In his

younger days even Easter commemorations were outlawed. Any dissent from the

status quo was banned.

Let those in power note that we are not ever going back to the old days of

second class citizens.

Uncle Joe knew those days were over because we were off our knees and he

was proud to have played a part in creating today's confident, magnanimous

and assertive nationalism.

The Irish and British government's should take note of what Joe Cahill

said. If an 84 year old veteran activist, with a knowledge of all the

difficulties of struggle, if someone who's been through it all, believes

that a British government is failing the peace process then what must an 18

or 19 year old think?

At this time in the process it is the securocrats on the British side and

their allies who are calling the shots and it is obvious that their agenda

is about placating the most sectarian elements within unionism. The rights

of citizens to live free from sectarianism, as proclaimed in the Good Friday

Agreement, is secondary to the demands of a sectarian mob, because that mobs

instincts are the same as the securocrats. They are against change.

Joe watched recent events in Ardoyne and was not surprised. Neither should

any of us be surprised.

Tony Blair has said if the process isn't going forward it will go

backwards. We have told him in recent times that elements within his own

system, particularly within the NIO, are doing their best to subvert

progress and to encourage the backward slide.

As September approaches, and negotiations go into a new mode, the British

government has a clear cut choice. Either it stands with the Good Friday

Agreement, and builds a bridge toward democracy and equality, or it sides

with the forces of reaction as successive British government's did for


There's lots more could be said on this issue but today is a day for

celebrating the life of our friend. In reflecting on what I was going to say

today I thought back on the last occasion that Joe and I and Annie and

Martin McGuinness shared a public platform.

At that event in Dublin Joe made a wonderful speech. I will finish by

letting him speak for himself. I know that notion would amuse him. I have

talked for long enough at his graveside. This is in part what he told us

that evening. He said:

"I have had a long life and a good life. I have had a lucky life and I

have had a life that many people have helped me in. And if I started to

thank everybody that it was necessary to thank throughout my life we would

be here to morning and you don't want that. You want to get on with a bit

of craic.

We all have dreams and we all have desires. A few weeks ago I was being

released from the Royal Victoria Hospital. As I was waiting to go down in

the lift to the ground floor I happened to look out through the window and I

saw the best sight ever of the Cave Hill.

I remember looking at the Cave Hill and I remember thinking that is where

it all started. I thought of Tone and his comrades and what they said and

what they planned to do. What struck me most was that they wanted to change

the name of Protestant, Catholic and Dissenter to Irish people. That

started me thinking and then I thought of the people who came after them.

Emmet and what he tried to do and the message that he left us.

My mind wandered on through the years to the Fenians and one man stuck out

in my mind, not a Fenian, but a man called Francis Meagher who brought the

flag that we all love, our Tricolour. He said, 'I have brought this flag

from the barricades of France and I am presenting it to the Irish nation.

Green represents the Catholic, the Orange the Protestant and the white the

truce between them'. I hope that one day the hand of Protestant and

Catholic will be united and respect that flag.

Then I thought of the Fenians and I thought of the likes of old Tom Clarke

and what he had gone through in prison. I remembered that he was the first

signatory to the 1916 Proclamation, which says it all as far as we are

concerned. Then I thought of the 30s, 40s and what we went through at that

time. The struggle we put up then and what we were up against. Right through

into the 70s.

People have often asked me 'what keeps you going'. I think of Bobby Sands

and Bobby said 'it is that thing inside me that tells me I'm right'. That's

what drives me on. I know we are right.

I think also what Bobby said about revenge. There is no revenge on his

part. He said that the true revenge would be the laughter of our children.

I think of Tom Williams and the last days that I spent with him in the

condemned cell. I think of that letter that he wrote out to his comrades,

to the then Chief of Staff, Hugh McAteer. He said the road to freedom would

be hard and that many a hurdle on that road would be very difficult. It has

been a hard struggle but he said 'carry on my comrades until that certain

day'. And that day that he talked about was the dawn of freedom.

Just one other remark I would like to make about Tom. It was his desire,

as we all talked together when we were under the sentence of death, that one

day our bodies would be taken out of Crumlin Road and laid to rest in

Milltown. The reason I mention this at all is this is what determination

does. This is what consistency and work does. I personally thought that I

would never see Tom's remains coming out until we got rid of the British but

people worked hard at that. People worked very, very hard and we got Tom's

remains out. So with hard work it shows what you can do.

I don't want to keep you much longer but I too have a dream. In 2005 we

will celebrate the 100th anniversary of Sinn Fein. I am not saying we are

going to get our freedom by then but certainly we can pave the way by then.

We can work hard. And hard work brings results.

I have been very; very lucky in the women I have met in my life. I owe a

terrible lot to Annie. Never once, never once did she say don't, stop I

don't want any more. She always encouraged me.

Somebody mentioned earlier on did I regret anything. I said no I didn't

except for one thing. My family. That was tough. I often thought of Annie

struggling with Tom, my son, the oldest of the family, and my six girls

Maria, Stephanie, Nuala, Patricia, Aine, and the baby of the family,

Deirdre. They are a credit to her, they have been a support to me and I

thank God for people like my mother and Annie.

I will just finish off by saying there are so many people to be thanked

for giving me help throughout my life. No matter where I was, if I was in

America, in Europe, if I was down the South I always met great people who

give me support. I am asking for that continued support not for me but for

Sinn Féin, for the republican movement which is going to bring about the

dreams of Ireland, the dreams of the United Irishmen, the dreams of Emmet,

of the Fenians, of the men of 16. The dreams of those who have died through

the 30s, the 40s and right into the present day and I am asking you to

continue your support. Whatever little you have done in the past do that

wee bit more and we will have our freedom."

Sin na focail Joe Cahill bígí ag éisteacht leis deánaigí bhur ndicheall.

Comrades, we have lost a great republican and a true friend but his

inspiration, his life, his vision of a new Ireland, a free Ireland outlives


A lot has changed in Joe Cahill's lifetime, not least because of his


So let us go from here today recommitted in our resolve to continue our

struggle and to carry on until that certain day.

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