We taxied over to the train station to take the 10am to Cork. Unremarkable train ride. It takes 2 and a half hours where there are 4 stops along the way and lots of cows and sheep. Green as far as the eye can see At the train station Brian’s moms cousins, Kitty O’Sullivan and Dennis Barry were waiting for us. I didn’t know what to expect, but they couldn’t have been more welcoming . They took us to our hotel to check in and freshen up. The town of Cork is what you see in the tour books. Colored row houses on a river with hillsides as a backdrop We were off to Kitty’s house to meet and eat. Kitty lives outside of Cork. Her house was lovely and lively. Kitty had gathered her siblings with spouses, 3 of her children and 2 grandchildren to a delicious meal with much of it from her garden! The relatives remembered Willie (Brian’s Poppy) and told stories of him and their own parents. Dessert was a beautiful spread of pastries, cheesecakes and apple tart. Fresh whipped cream of course. Had to have one of each! Yum. We went outside to take photos and I recorded everyone to say their name and relation to Brian. I can’t remember my own name and thought it would be a good keepsake. Margaret’s husband played the accordion for us So fun, so talented.