|Birth: ||Aug. 9, 1872|
|Death: ||Mar. 1, 1952|
My grandmother, Mary Agnes Conneally, and her twin, Frank, were the sixth and seventh and last children of Irish immigrant parents. Her father, Patrick Conneally, hailed from a small town in the western Irish county Galway, Williamstown. On Staten Island in 1859 Patrick was wed to Mary McLaughlin, whom he knew back in Ireland.
Mary Agnes Conneally was born in Norfolk, Connecticut. At the age of 16 she moved to Pittsfield, graduating from the Orchard Street School. During the period in which she was selling gloves at Holden and Stone Department Store, she met John Henry Enright. John H. owned Enright Shoe Store next door.
John H. and Mary Agnes Conneally Enright had five children: Marie Elizabeth, Robert Anthony, Louise Cecilia, Natalie Theophila, and John Richard Enright. In 1917 Robert died at age 19. John R. recalled that his mother would always cry at the mention of Robert's name. Understandably so.
Mary Agnes delighted in her well-known relatives, particularly her maternal first cousin, Bishop Thomas H. McLaughlin. Also another first cousin, Monsignor Nicholas Conneally, the inspiration for the old Irish priest in the Academy Award winning movie, "Going My Way." Mary's daughter Marie marrying into the Hardart family opened up the high society of New York City.
An interesting tidbit is that both Natalie T. and John R. Enright married into the Mackie family also of Pittsfield. Natalie T. married Paul Logan Mackie in 1935. John R. married Anne R. Mackie in 1937.
Margot Hardart Curran (born 1925), daughter of Marie Enright Hardart (1895-1940) remembers her Grandparents Enright:
"I remember that Grandmother Enright always wore a little velvet ribbon and clasp around her neck, rather Victorian.
"We never knew, when visiting the Enrights at 216 First Street, where each family lived: downstairs/upstairs/in the Lincoln Street door, or the other side?
"Always hospitality, lots of eating, ‘Indian pudding'. Grandma had wise comments on everything. In my early 20's, having met my husband-to-be, I asked her how to be sure it was love, and she said something to the effect of, ‘Well, as long as you're about 95% sure.' Whatever the exact words, it made me feel good, anyway.
"I recall she visited us in Pelham, New York. Having had a fine meal, she would say of her corpulence, ‘It's all muscle.' It's amusing to think that at the First Street house, they'd get the New York Times, to keep up with ‘society weddings.' Grandmother Enright included us in her doings with friends. There were the Sweeneys, and the Hennellys. Mrs. Eckert, from New York City stayed at the Gateways in Lenox, once treated us all at the Wendell Hotel (now the Berkshire Hilton).
"I especially remember Grampa's elegant snow white hair and mustache. Walks with Grandfather Enright down North Street were interrupted by cordial, ‘Hello, John's, as if everyone knew him and thought well of him. He usually had a box of Kerry's Butterscotch with him, sharing it with us. Grandpa would save Burgess' Peter Rabbit stories out of the newspaper for us. After a long walk, he would read to us, and then usually drop off quietly snoring.
"Grandmother's wish for old age was ‘Sanity to the end, dear Lord.' I do remember her in a wheelchair. Late in life she had a raspy voice, enough to get our second infant howling. We'd visit Pittsfield also when she lived with her daughter, Natalie, and family on Pomeroy Avenue. I can't imagine what it was like for Natalie's husband, Uncle Paul Mackie, that quiet patient man, there was a lot of competition for conversation.
"I still love Pittsfield, just shopping or visiting occasionally. I think these early fond impressions add to it. Since my paternal grandparents (Hardart) had both died in the 1918 influenza epidemic, this made both Grandma and Grandpa Enright very important to us Hardart kids. I feel lucky."
MARY LOU (Lulu) HARDART (1923-1996), older sister to Margot and obviously also daughter to Marie Enright Hardart, recalls her maternal grandparents.
"Our visits to the Enright House 216 First Street were always fun. Grandpa E. loved to play the piano. Grandma rocked and knitted and (their daughter) Louise, who we always called "Dear," was stuck with entertaining us. She'd take us for ice cream cones or to the movies, etc. etc. Louise would walk down North Street in Pittsfield and so many friends would stop and talk to her. They invariably would say how much Margot looked like her. Louise loved it, though Margot probably got tired of it.
"Although I'm limited in my remembrances, I do recall that the Enrights were such beautiful grandparents. A favorite prayer of Grandmother Enright's was by St. Teresa of Avila:
"Let nothing disturb thee
Let nothing afright thee.
All things are passing.
God alone remaineth."
Patrick Conneally (1831 - 1903)
Mary McLaughlin Conneally (1829 - 1890)
John Henry Enright (1867 - 1942)
Robert Anthony Enright (1898 - 1917)*
Louise Cecilia Enright (1900 - 1968)*
Natalie Theophila Enright Mackie (1904 - 1978)*
John Richard Enright (1907 - 1961)*
Saint Josephs Cemetery
Created by: Chris Enright Snyder
Record added: May 21, 2007
Find A Grave Memorial# 19474115