Born: 07 August 1906, Waterford, County Waterford
Entered: 01 September 1924, St Stanislaus College, Tullabeg, County Offaly
Ordained: 31 July 1940, Milltown Park, Dublin
Final Vows: 02 February 1944, Mungret College SJ, Limerick
Died: June 1978, South Avenue, Mount Merrion, Dublin, County Dublin
Left Society of Jesus: 13 December 1968
Father (Thomas) was in police and later a clerk. Family lived at St Teresa’s Road, Glasnevin. Mother was Katherine (Carey).
Early education at O’Connells School, Dublin
Confirmed at the Cathedral of the Assumption, Carlow, 12/11/1916
1924-1926: St Stanislaus College, Tullabeg, Novitiate
1926-1930: Rathfarnham Castle, Juniorate, UCD
1930-1933: Mungret College SJ, Regency
1933-1934: St Stanislaus College, Tullabeg, Philosophy
1935-1936: Mungret Colklege SJ, Regency
1936-1937: St Stanislaus College, Tullabeg, Philosophy
1937-1940: Milltown Park, Theology
1941-1942: Rathfarnham Castle, Tertianship
1942-1945: Mungret College SJ, teaching
1945-1962: Belvedere College SJ, Teaching
1962-1967: Sacred Heart College Crescent SJ, Teaching
1967-1968: Sir William Collins Secondary School, Edgeware London (ANG) working for Westminster Diocese project in County Schools at the invitation of Cardinal Heenan. Address Hartland Drive, Broadfields, Edgeware, London. Attached to the Stamford Hill Jesuit community, London
New address on leaving, Thornton Drive, Chislehurst, Kent, England.
Information saying that he had married Christmas 1968, and was teaching at Centro Linguistico Italo-Americano, Via Stoppani, Bergamo, Italy, but that their address was still st Thornton Drive, Chislehurst.
Later address (1971) Rebmatt, Oberwiel, Zug, Switzerland.
(1975), South Avenue, Mount Merrion, Dublin
◆ The Belvederian, Dublin, 1978
Obituary
Father Tom O’Callaghan
After life's fitful fever he sleeps well. Tom was rarely still in life. He rarely spoke sotto voce. Pacing, pacing, up and down outside the rail in Donnybrook, chain-smoking cigarettes and matches; intense and often very individual instructions to the team at half time... Did Tom ever sit behind the wheel of a car? Little things like traffic jams and speed limits must have sent up his blood pressure if he did. An unbroken Arab horse and a wilderness would have suited him better.
Apart from being a trainer of distinction, Tom was thought to be an outstanding mathematician when we were boys. Whether the latter is true it is impossible to discover now. Boys like to invest their teachers with what they take to be Einsteinian qualities. He was certainly a very intelligent man but he was unable to take his degree. At different stages during his university studies, usually around examination time, he had to sit near the door of the refectory in Rathfarnham Castle. This was because he would suddenly, through nervousness, find himself unable to swallow, and have to run choking from the room. He could talk very interestingly on any subject, even though he might naturally gravitate to discussing rugby. He liked to consult encyclopaedias in the middle of an argument to show he was correct on a point of historical or literary fact.
Fr Tom had very many devoted friends among the Past, but, almost certainly, some who bore a grudge as well. He seemed to work off his frustrations in sarcasm against “enemies”, and, whom he took to be fools, he did not suffer gladly. The result was that those who were on the outside could not see how the devotion of the others arose. Happily the mystery of life is deep and complicated enough to encompass different types. Tom was either a stone in your shoe or a stone in your oyster; he could not be ignored.
For almost twenty years, 1946-1962, Fr Tom O'Callaghan SJ, was teacher, trainer, sometime assistant disciplinarian in Belvedere. He was moved by the Canonical Visitor to Crescent College Limerick. From what we hear, things were not the same there. He was approaching sixty years of age and his once dominant personality was losing its force. He did not have a reputation he could call on, as the pupils of Crescent had not heard of him before. In a few years he was teaching in a school in London and while there he met his future wife. At what stage he decided to leave the priesthood it is impossible to say.
When they returned to Dublin he took up teaching for a while in St. Conleth's. This did not last very long as his health was disintegrating. During a long and sporadic illness his wife took devoted care of him. He died in June of this year aged 72 years. RIP.
Every Christian life is a sad life. Every Christian life is a failure. A web of disappointments and of goals unachieved. We cannot say, and it is futile to guess, whether some things might have been better if some other things had been otherwise ... We do not know. That is all we can say. We offer our sympathy to his wife, Barbara, May the Lord look mercifully on all of us, and on the soul of Fr. Tom O'Callaghan, one-time Jesuit, sacerdos in aeter num.
BK, SJ
