Avenue to the institutions [Part 2]

It was such a revelation learning about my pre-Goldenbridge past upon obtaining personal records from the department of education under The Freedom of Information Act 1997, which commenced on 21 April 1998 for Government Departments and Offices. The purpose of the Freedom of Information Act: It asserts the right of members of the public to obtain access to official information to the greatest extent possible consistent with the public interest and the right to privacy. I also got access to my files from the Sisters of Mercy archives, all of which were required for the purpose of the commission to inquire into child institutional abuse. From both records I learned that I had been committed to Goldenbridge in the mid-fifties via a Committal Order signed by one Justice McCarthy. See: Paddy Doyle’s Order of Detention. I was not yet half a decade old, and I too have one held at a solicitors’ office.
It was very painfully perplexing discovering that my mother had been present at the court hearing, and had been obligated to give consent to my incarceration. I have indistinct reminiscences of being perched up on the court rails, and of wearing a black and white plaid check coat with matching black velvet collar, sleeves and pockets that was later perched on high in the coat room, adjacent to the Rec [wreck] hall at Goldenbridge – never to be seen again. I also remember having an unmerciful fit, and kicking and screaming and going into convulsions, as I was forcefully separated from someone – that I now deduce – may have been my mother – at the court. Heart-breaking scenes of this nature were so commonplace.
Avenue to the institutions:
I came under the “Destitution” sub-category and was committed to Goldenbridge until the age of 16.
On behalf of studies on reformatories and industrial schools requested by the commission to inquire into child abuse, Professor David Gwynn Morgan in Section 2 ‘Needy’ children states: Part I: The Legislative Frame work says:

Subsequent legislation expanded the 1908 Act in two main respects. First, sub-paragraph (c) (‘is found destitute’) was in fact rather narrow in that it required the child’s parents to be in prison. The Children Act 1929 (later re-enacted in the Children Act 1941, s 10(1)(d)) in effect widened this category by providing that a child could be committed, provided that two further conditions were both satisfied: first the child ‘is found destitute and is not an orphan and his parents are or his surviving parent or, in the case of an illegitimate child, his mother is unable to support him’. And secondly, if ‘both parents consent or the court is satisfied that a parent’s consent may be dispensed with owing to mental incapacity or desertion.

There were five ways in which a young person could be sent to a certified school by the District Court. 1) ‘Needy or Destitute’, this could have also entailed various other sub-categories. 2) Committing a criminal offense. 3) Non-attendance at school. The two other ways were not via the court system, but rather, by way of the local authority; or committal on a voluntary basis. A child from an unstable home, or an unmarried mother; a child considered unruly, and not receiving adequate supervision at home; or a child, who was considered at risk, Kennedy Report para 11.4 sagely observed, ‘Truancy is often the earliest sign of family break-down,’ a child of a parent who was in a relationship with a man – who was not the father – were all hauled off to court by the infamous “cruelty men” (euphemism for (NSPCC). In addition, naturally, the court and the agencies bringing children before it tended to prefer the non-school attendance category to the offences category, in order to avoid stigmatising the child.

Professor David Gwynn Morgan in Section 2 ‘Needy’ children Part I: The Legislative Frame work also says:

For the entire period under consideration, the governing law was section 58(1) of the Children Act 1908 (as amended by the Children Acts 1929 and 1941), by which a child could be committed to an industrial school if he:

(a)is found begging or receiving alms…;

(b)is found not having any home, or visible means of subsistence, or is [found] having no parent or guardian, or a parent or guardian who does not exercise proper guardianship; or

(c)is found destitute, not being an orphan and having both parents or his surviving parent, or in the case of an illegitimate child, his mother, undergoing penal servitude or imprisonment; or

(d)is under the care of a parent or guardian who, by reason of reputed criminal or drunken habits, is unfit to have the care of the child; or

(e)is the daughter…of a father who has been convicted of an offence of [sexually abusing his daughters]; or

(f)frequents the company of any reputed thief or of any common or reputed prostitute(other than the child’s mother); or

(g)is lodging or residing in a house used for prostitution…

By section 58(4) of the 1908 Act:

Where the parent … of a child proves to a [District Court] that he is unable to control the child, and that he desires the child to be sent to an industrial school … the court, if satisfied on inquiry that it is expedient so to deal with the child, and that the parent understands the results which will follow, may order him to be sent to a certified industrial school.

There was inevitably a good deal of overlap: poverty begat parental neglect and the reverse was inevitable too.

The kind of people involved in sending children to court were often untrained, coming from the voluntary sector of society. There was no liaison between all the different sources, and that led to a very chaotic system; for instance health authorities hardly ever exercised their right of audience before the court. These included: the Irish Society for the Prevention of Cruelty to Children (ISPCC), Gardaí, school attendance officers, and also Vincent de Paul Society members, parish priests; or children’s officers from the local health authority, possibly with guidance from Department of Health Inspectors.
Unlike very many survivors with two parents, my mother never had to pay a single penny for my upkeep, as heretofore she had been a TB patient and was receiving a disability pension at the time. So would have been deemed incapable of supporting me at the time, thus ineligible for payment. Poverty-stricken parent/s had a dubious way of getting their offspring into industrial schools with the help of social workers. For example, the child was given a penny outside the court and was then committed for ‘receiving alms’ (under s 58(1)(a) of the Children Act 1908). Thus the 1929 Act theoretically had the effect of removing the stigma that a child, whose only crime was poverty, had to be found guilty of an offence, before he could be sent to a school. It did this by allowing the committal of a child for destitution. This provision of the 1929 Act was struck down in 1956, in Re Doyle.

Multitudinal Familial discoveries
When I was finally re-united with my mother as an adult, I had on innumerable occasions – whilst in Birmingham – asked her… to the point of exacerbation, how it had initially transpired that I came to be in Goldenbridge. She always became very uncomfortable at me probing her on my past, and nervously shuffled her shoulders and replied that I had been sent there to be educated. Education was a misnomer, especially when the ethos of the Sisters of Mercy was to educate the unfortunate penniless classes. She would then quickly shift the conversation to something else, as it always upset her so much when I asked questions of this delicate nature. Alas – I never knew during her life-time that I’d been given a custodial sentence through the court system. My mother was such an enigma; there was an awful lot that could have been revealed, but went unspoken. I never really knew her in that sense, as I had respected her undemonstrative, timid and silent nature most of the time. Then again, I was such an emotional guileless wreck, that she could never vouchsafe in me, as I know that oftentimes she implicated that she had wanted to open up, but rather languidly knew she couldn’t go there because of me being extraordinarily psychologically cluttered up. One day, though, she did exclaim: ‘There is something I would like to tell you, however, I can’t bring myself to do so, for fear of you emotionally erupting like a volcano at Mount Etna.” So…I was bereft of any knowledge of the Goldenbridge incarceration variety. Talk about subtly shifting the blame? She had a slight propensity for mirroring her own guilt, in my approximation. Notwithstanding much more that was to later leave the hairs on the heads of relatives standing in upright position. This very tall upright woman of such benevolent and timorous disposition – who had even contemplated religious life whilst at boarding school – until she was ferociously bullied by a nun; who was so admired by many for her gentleness – also never divulged anything about her own dark past to them. We were two of a kind in that sphere. It was such a shame that I was so recklessly giddy and irrational and incapable of dissecting and discerning concerning matters, that could have paved the way for smoothing the knowledge that was to later confound me when I learned about it the hard way upon receipt of records.
Survivors were lucky in one sense that solicitors had very empathetic expertise staff, who handled them extraordinarily well, as they methodically and slowly at their own emotional pace, guided them through the traumatic details in their records. The gruelling stories about how they came to be in the reformatories and industrial schools were spoon-fed them in dribs and drabs, over a long period, so as not to overwhelm them too much. It was very tough, not only on survivors who had to swallow for the first time matters of every conceivable kind about themselves, but also on the staff, who had to go on sick-leave after short periods of dealing with survivors, as they would have suffered with vicarious traumatisation. Stories that emerged from the records could have involved parental suicides; parent/s having two or three more families in various countries. Stories of children who were reared together in the same institution, who sadly discovered for the first time that they were sisters – despite having same surname, but because they grew up knowing nothing about themselves – let alone being aware of their surnames, as they would have been known only by their prison numbers – they were none the wiser. There were survivor stories that entailed having siblings that they never knew they had, who had either been adopted or had been reared by the parent/s, and stories of parent/s who would have fought very hard to try to get their children out of the damnable institutions, and would have repeatedly written to the department of education pleading with it to be lenient and requesting the return of the children to their capable hands. There were letters telling children how much they had been loved by the parents, but the letters were never handed over to the inmates by the religious management of the institutions. There were stories of children, who had been left at convent doorsteps, which was devastating for the survivors involved. Some survivors discovered that their mothers had been in mental hospitals, and even died very young in same. A survivor – upon counting his siblings, was astounded when the numbers reached the 22 mark. Large families were common with a lot of survivors. The trauma of new discoveries combined with the commission to inquire into child abuse and the redress board caused so much heartache that it inevitably culminated in so many unnecessary suicides and early deaths of survivors… some of whom were still in their early forties. There were also a lot of other details, such as hospital visitations, and the like contained in the records.
Christine Buckley was the daughter of a Nigerian medical student and a married Dublin woman. She was abandoned at three weeks old and grew up in Goldenbridge industrial school. In the following there are some more examples of very brave vocal survivor voices who have been in the public domain. Kathy Ferguson who has been sending me information pertaining to industrial schools via e-mails over the years says:
I was entrusted to the care of nuns by the Society for the Prevention of Cruelty to Children (NSPCC) as a 3 year old, and charged and sentenced up to the age of sixteen. What crime had I been charged with? Illegitimacy?
I grew up with Bernadette Fahy. She became a counseling psychologist and author.
‘I entered Goldenbridge orphanage in my Communion outfit. I had absolutely no idea what I was doing there.’ At age seven, Bernadette Fahy was delivered with her three brothers to Goldenbridge Orphanage. She was to stay there until she was sixteen.
Michael O’Brien became famous overnight when he told the world via Q&A what had happened to him in Ferryhouse:
Michael O’Brien is a former councillor and mayor of Clonmel. He is also a survivor of abuse at Ferryhouse and came to national prominence through his campaigning on institutional abuse. Michael was one of 13 siblings. When he was eight years old, his mother died and he and his siblings were taken into care. He was detained in this industrial school for eight years where he was raped and beaten repeatedly. He was separated from his brother for 40 years.
There were also survivors detained when they were much older than the two above aforementioned. A child, of say, 8 or 10 years old, would have been considered old by those who went into the institutions from babyhood or toddlerhood. Remember too that in those dark days girls and boys from poorer backgrounds in the outside world mostly went to work at 14 years old. Children had no choice but to grow up fast in that sense in olden days. Poverty stricken backgrounds saw to that happening. As a consequence a lot of survivors aged 8-10 would have had the benefit of knowing their mothers or/and fathers. However, they suffered in a divergent way because of knowing what it was like to have had a loving mother or father, and to have been instantaneously taken away from that stable loving environment. It wreaked so much emotional havoc. They also had some kind of worldview knowledge lodged in their brains that helped in deciphering the dissimilarity in their lives. They didn’t have the baggage of the affectionless non-parental institutionalised inmates. Those survivors who grew up in the system were the weaker ones in every respect. The former could make comparisons with the way they were treated by the cruel system and that of a home loving life. Not the longstanding institutionalized survivors. It was survivors of this preeminence who were able to fight for justice in the finality.
Carmel McDonnell, co founder of Aislinn Centre and her sister Geraldine were in Goldenbridge. (Sadly two of their brothers were drowned whilst under the auspices of industrial schools.)
The eight McDonnell children, of Drimnagh, were taken into the orphanages after their mother abandoned them on July 9, 1965, exactly a year before her brothers drowned.
It was the the NSPCC that got Kathleen O’Malley and her siblings sent to Goldenbridgre and Moate industrial school. (The latter institution was used as a threat for ‘bold’ children at Goldenbridge. It turned out to be a far better institution than Goldenbridge by all accounts.)
In 1950, Kathleen O’Malley and her two sisters were legally abducted from their mother and placed in an industrial school ran by the Sisters of Mercy order of nuns, who also ran the notorious Magdalene Homes. The rape of eight-year-old Kathleen by a neighbour had triggered their removal – the Irish authorities ruling that her mother must have been negligent. They were only allowed a strictly supervised visit once a year, until they were permitted to leave the harsh and cruel regime of the institution at the age of sixteen.
Mary Norris was removed from her mother at the age of twelve. Her mother was having an affair, and Mary believes that those in authority thought she was a bad example. The children were taken to a judge and made wards of court. They were sent to different places run by different Roman Catholic institutions. Mary found
herself at St Joseph’s industrial school in Killarney.
‘ROMANTIC IRELAND is truly dead and gone,” Mannix Flynn said with justifiable anger. In his review of Bruce Arnold’s new book, The Irish Gulag: How the State Betrayed its Innocent Children (The Irish Times, May 30th), Flynn added: “Stalin’s Russia and Hitler’s Germany will now have the company of the Irish Church State, a brutal regime that perpetrated acts of unimaginable horror on its most vulnerable children . . . It will take generations to heal and understand this trauma. The Irish people will suffer for a long time to come.”
Gerard Mannix Flynn, sometimes written only as Mannix Flynn, is an Irish writer, playwright, actor and politician. He was born in Dublin in May 1957. He was sent to St Joseph’s Industrial School in Letterfrack aged eleven for eighteen months. He was subjected to sexual and physical abuse there. Later he spent time in the Central Mental Hospital Dundrum,  He also spent time in Marlborough House Detention Centre and St Patrick’s Institution, Mountjoy for committing arson .
The stories go on ad infinitum. I recall in the Aislinn survivor centre comparing stories and listening to varying reasons of other Goldenbridge inmates, as to how they came to be there. Survivors knew very little, if anything at all, about each others personal background whilst growing up in Goldenbridge. So there were a lot of nonplussed looks on the faces, when they saw, for example, that they had to be incarcerated with the consent of parent/s or guardians. It had never dawned on most of them – that prior to receipt of records that they may have had lives pre Goldenbridge, as their past lives never ever came into the equation when growing up in Goldenbridge. I know for certain that it stunned me immensely to find out from my mother that I had a life beforehand in the Regina Ceoli mother and baby home for almost five years before entering Goldenbridge. I was glad to have been given that information by my mother in the 80s than to find out about it from my records in the late 90s.
It overwhelmed survivors when they first went into the outside world when people asked them personal family questions, that those who had a normal upbringing would take for granted. I spent over a quarter of a century not knowing who I was, and I never talked about the past, unless people asked me questions, and I filled them up with make-belief stories. A different story for a different mood, and the person of whom I was telling the yarn. Survivors even changed their names whenever they took a vagary. They were answerable to nobody, as they didn’t even know where the names they went by came to be belonging to them in the first place, as they were so used to being called by numbers only in the institutions. So Orders of Detention to be certified into industrial schools gave them all the information they wanted to know about themselves. There were so many survivors not fortunate enough as myself to find out their maternal/paternal biological roots. I singlehandedly discovered my own roots. The detainment in reformatories and industrial schools has left life-long damaging effects on inmates and their extended families. It will be felt for generations still yet to come. There are so many survivors who do not have any inkling of their mothers and fathers and their own families are at a loss to know their roots. There were some survivors who did find out who they were, and became so angry that they wanted to have nothing to do with the parents whom they felt had abandoned and left them to rot in reformatories and industrial schools – or anyone else connected to them for that matter. There were also parents and siblings who closed the doors on them when they arrived to say hello. I know of one particular bi-racial survivor who arrived at the doorstep of an aunt, and the latter simply turned her away, without giving her any information about her mother. The aunt was so ashamed apparently to know that her sister had been in a relationship with a man from another country, the survivor was able to tell her his nationality. She did not want to know at all. So many survivors have stories of landing up unannounced at doorsteps, and the fallout left many survivors and families at breaking point. I arrived unannounced at a door, but it was that of the host family in Boyne St. off Westland Row, Dublin, who took me out, and it was a very traumatic situation. It was also vise versa with new-found siblings who also appeared on doorsteps and stunned survivors. There is an example given of Valerie from Goldenbridge in Goldenbridge II.
The Industrial Schools, (IrishScoileanna Saothair) that were established in Ireland under the Industrial Schools Act of 1868 to care for “neglected, orphaned and abandoned children” failed the children wretchedly.
The Commission to Inquire into Child Abuse was established in 2000 with functions including the investigation of abuse of children in institutions in the State. It was dependent on people giving evidence which they did in large numbers.

The conclusion of the report, issued in May, 2009, was that over a period going back at least to the 1940s, many children in Industrial Schools in the Republic, had been subjected to systematic and sustained physical, sexual and emotional abuse. It also found that the perpetrators of this violence had been protected by their religious superiors, primarily out of self-interest in order to maintain the reputations of the institutions concerned.

To conclude with Part II, I leave you with the premature words of Richard Robert Cherry, a future Chief Justice of Ireland, speaking in 1911 was of the opinion that:

It is impossible to exaggerate the good effect (of)…. this twin system of Reformatory and Industrial Schools. The latter have been particularly successful in Ireland; and the combination of voluntary effort and private management, with State regulation and partial support—a rather dangerous experiment—has been completely justified by the result.

In light of the findings in the Ryan report almost one hundred years later, his assessment of the ‘experiment’ was apparently premature.


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