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Patrick Sheehan, Cork, May 1921

Civilian Patrick Sheehan (aged 41) of 9 Lankford Row, Cork city (9 Lankford Row)

Date of incident: 15 May 1921

Sources: Death Certificate, 15 May 1921 (registered 11 June 1921); CE, 14, 16, 17, 21 May 1921; FJ, 19 May 1921; IT, 19 May 1921; CWN, 21 May 1921; Irish Bulletin 5:5 (7 June 1921); Borgonovo, 164-65 (note 122); Murphy (2010), 41.


Note: ‘About half past two or three o’clock’ in the early morning of Sunday, 15 May 1921, ‘a party of armed men entered the residence of Mr Patrick Sheehan at 9 Langford Row. They . . . shot him dead [and] left the house not long afterwards.’ A medical doctor found that Sheehan had been wounded ‘through the base of the heart and also through the neck’ and had died immediately. See CE, 16 May 1921.


There is strong evidence that members of the RIC assassinated Patrick Sheehan. The crime was believed to be a reprisal for a previous attack on the police. A police party surrounded the boarding house in which Sheehan and his wife lived, stormed into their bedroom, seized Sheehan from his bed, and shot him in the presence of his wife. They had been married for only a fortnight. See Irish Bulletin 5:5 (7 June 1921).


Patrick Sheehan was the fourth son of the late John Sheehan of Commons East near Bandon. See CE, 17 May 1921. In 1911 Patrick Sheehan (then aged 31) lived with his three slightly older brothers John, Joseph, and Daniel Sheehan at house 11 in Commons (Templemartin) near Bandon. His oldest brother John (a married farmer with one daughter) headed the family but shared the household with his sister and his three brothers. By occupation Patrick Sheehan and his brother Daniel were cattle dealers. Patrick Sheehan was buried in Templemartin Graveyard in May 1921.


David V Sheehan MD

The Sheehan Disability Scale (SDS) is a short, simple, and cost-effective measure of disability and functional impairment that can be quickly administered and scored without disrupting the flow of routine care.  The SDS is a composite of three self-rated items designed to measure the extent to which three major domains in the patient’s life are functionally impaired by psychiatric or medical symptoms.  The SDS assesses functional impairment in three major life domains: work, social life/leisure activities, and family life/home responsibilities.

  • Sheehan DV. The Anxiety Disease. New York: Charles Scribner and Sons; 1983.
  • Sheehan KH, Sheehan DV. Assessing treatment effects in clinical trials with the discan metric of the Sheehan Disability Scale. Int Clin Psychopharmacol. 2008;23:70–83. [PubMed]


“So Costly A Sacrifice Upon the Altar of Freedom:” The Story of the Sheehan Brothers of Fermoy & Vancouver

“So Costly A Sacrifice Upon the Altar of Freedom:” The Story of the Sheehan Brothers of Fermoy & Vancouver

“Through the late 20s and 30s the Sheehans became embedded in Canadian life and took up citizenship. The children were well-educated in the local Catholic schools, and James operated his own store. With the outbreak of war in 1939, a number of the Sheehan children began to turn their thoughts to military service. Ultimately the majority of them did so– for example Thomas saw service with the 4th Battalion of The Canadian Scottish Regiment, while Michael went to sea with HMCS Laurier. For the three youngest Sheehans though, there was only one branch for them. Edward, Francis (Frank) and Henry (Harry) all set their sights on the skies.”

Barney Sheehan RIP April 2018

Bernard ‘Barney’ Luttrell O’Callaghan Sheehan, poet, amateur jockey, leather craftsman, founder/MC and long-time driving force behind the popular weekly (Wednesday) poetry revival sessions in Limerick City at the White House bar on O’Connell Street. Photo shows Barney with a celebratory cake made to mark the occasion of the 500th weekly readings. Beginning with the 501st evening of the sessions, poet Tom McCarthy took over the role as MC. The guest poet was Brian Blaney.  SEPTEMBER 30, 2012

Aislish Sheehan – rower


  • Champion student rower dies after falling in ‘freak’ accident as she celebrated with University of London team-mates after world championship in Poland
    10th September 2016
  • Ailish Sheehan died in hospital in Poznan on Friday five days after her fall
  • The 23-year-old, from Limerick, had been in a coma since ‘freak accident’
  • She is thought to have fractured skull and arm during Sunday’s celebration
  • Her team had won bronze at World University Championships in Poland

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Dr. Jimmy Sheehan

From Legatus: April 2013

“This is a story of patients and a doctor’s care, of suffering, patience and perseverance, of a man with a passion — and a bit of impatience.

All of those qualities have driven 74-year-old Dr. Jimmy Sheehan throughout his stellar career. With his wife Rosemary’s help, Sheehan has accomplished much: an impressive career as an orthopedic surgeon in his native Ireland, the design of a world-renowned knee replacement system that bears his name, and the establishment of private hospitals.”


From “Listowel Connection”

14th January 1950


“Cahirguillamore” is a song in which we learn of a terrible happening near Bruff on St. Stephen’s Night, 1920. An I.R.A. dance was in progress in Lord Guillaghmore’s unoccupied mansion when the place was surrounded by British forces in great strength. In the ensuing fight five I.R.A. men lost their lives. They were: Daniel Sheehan, the sentry who raised the alarm, Martin Conway, Eamon Molony, John Quinlan and Henry Wade. Here is a song that commemorates the tragedy. It was sent to me by Peter Kerins, Caherelly, Grange.  I have not learned the author’s name.


O Roisin Dubh your sorrows grew

On a cold and stormy night,

When Caher’s woods and glens so bold

Shone in the pale moonlight.

Within your walls where alien balls,

Were held in days of yore,

Stood many an Irish lad and lass,

At Cahirguillamore.

Did you not hear with fallen tear

The tread of silent men?

As a shot rang out from a rifle bright,

To warn those within.

The sentry brave the alarm gave,

Though he lay in his own gore:

His life he gave his friends to save,

That night at `Guillamore’.

I need not tell what there befell,

All in that crowded hall;

The Black and Tans worked quite well,

With rifle-butt and ball.

 Unarmed men lay dying and dead ,

Their life’s blood did out pour;

They sleep now in their hollow graves,

Near Cahirguillamore.

The commander of those legions

Would more suit a foreign field,

Where he would meet some savage foes,

His methods they would greet,

And not those laughing youths

Who were taught to love and pray,

And who received the body of Christ,

On that same Christmas Day.