Brendan Corish - Early and Personal Life

Early and Personal Life

He was born in Wexford town. His father, Richard Corish, a well-known trade union official and Sinn Féin member, had been elected to the First Dáil shortly after the birth of his son and later joined the Labour Party, serving as a local and national politician until his death in 1945.

He was educated locally at Wexford CBS and, in his youth, was a member of the 1st Wexford Scout troop (Scouting Ireland (CSI)). At the age of nineteen he joined the clerical staff of Wexford County Council.

He was married to Phyllis, and they had three sons.

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