Dave (Blue) Kinsella rembers and records the shock, sorrow and anger when the Sugar Factory was closed, bringing to an end the local industry that provided work for generations of Carlovians in farming, transporting and manufacturing the sugar.
A morning fair, o’erarched with skies of May,
Broke over files of men in stern array-
By wrongs made reckless – to avenge the flood –
The seething torrent of their tears and blood
By England’s hell-hounds shed. The sunbeams fell
On…