It was the kind of event that Ramelton can do so well: they have that canny knack and confidence in their own ability to entertain and they certainly know how to put on a show that can captivate and capture the mood of the occasion. In that respect this was a most memorable weekend for all concerned. It is a town steeped in history and legend stretching back beyond the arrival of the O'Donnells and it once was the commercial hub of the north west with the Quayside the catalyst for trade and commerce. But times changed and the emigration trail was to beckon for many of the population. In fact some of the most renowned sports heroes of their era hailed from Ramelton and only in more recent years is such facts coming to light, especially in the Dave Gallaher legend.
In the introduction to the book the committee says: ‘St. Mary's National School is one of the cradles of community life in Ramelton and its pupils, past and present, are its towering success. The spirit endures.'
The book is a treasure trove of information, knowledge and history and perhaps, was not for the reunion much of the precious data collected might have been lost forever. In that respect the weekend had a very important purpose and as the crowds read the first copies on Friday night they immediately came to realise that here was information and photographs they hardly knew existed.
The Reunion Committee is to be congratulated for their dedication and painstaking research and the group included James Friel, Joe Duffy, Mary Duffy, Mary Fisher, Jean Winston, Sinead Bolton, Kathleen McDaid, Eileen McGarvey, Patricia Roche, Maria Coyle, Paula Irwin, Anne Doherty, Eileen Boyce, Joe Birney, Dickie Duffy, Tony Boyce, Natasha Roche, Irene McAllister, Susan Harte, Marian McLaughlin and Deirdre Egan.
One of the most interesting aspects of this community is the poets and how they recorded their observations. The late Johnny Friel is well known but there are many others. Hugh Friel's poem in the book is of a different hue: “There's eight pubs in Ramelton, there used to be nine, Each one in itself is a place to define:
Their flexible hours are a thing of delight, They don't put you out at the end of the night. You can drink to the morning, so long as you buy and stay reasonably quiet as the sergeant goes by; Then a look at the clock, oh! Its nearly half four, It's time to go home, sneaking out the back door.”