Shannonside Ceili Dancers

Ode to Maureen

Maureen Galvin, the name says it all

As a friend and a teacher, you are 10 feet tall

The music, the dancing, the fun and the laughter,

Are treasures we’ll all have for ever after.

Sometimes we giggle and sometimes we forget

So when we’re up on the stage is when you must fret

But on Monday nights when our practice is finished,

It’s rewarding to go to a pub for a Guinness

If you remember, there was a desert at John Knox the night we danced there.  Several people wanted the recipe and here it is thanks to my neighbor, Wilma! 

1 can pie filling (I used Lite Cherry)

> 1 can sweetened FF condensed milk

> 1 can crushed pineapple (juice and all)

> 1 8 oz Lite cool whip

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> You can add 1C chopped nuts... I prefer to let folks add their own...

> Blueber...

My son wrote this poem (in school no less!) and I thought it would be a wonderful addition to our website. Enjoy!

Luck of the Irish

Of course I mean you

I can't thank you enough for what you do

No matter what you drink

Or how much

You're always the wisest in my eyes