John had become separated from his mother as they walked along the Quays, when the battleship had started blowing up the buildings along the Liffey. He had spent the day looking for his mother but darkness had fallen. He took a turn at Parnell Square and then saw a horrific sight he never would have imagined. Dublin was burning. John looked desperately for shelter and saw that Nelson’s Pillar had not been touched by bombs or fire. He ran barefoot up the steps of the huge pillar and clung onto the statue of Admiral Nelson. The statue was made of granite and was constructed to celebrate Admiral Nelson’s victory at Trafalgar and seemed to sparkle in the night. John covered his eyes from the heat of the fire. His ragged shirt blowing in the wind. A sheet of flames rushed towards John, blown down O`Conell Street by a strong wind from the Liffey. The height of the pillar protected him as the flames passed below. Orange and red flames rose into the sky. Dublin city centre was in a blanket of fire. The centre was a growing inferno and blazing fiercely. Patches of fire dotted the skyline as the Volunteer posts around the city were overcome. John was safe as he clung onto the granite statue while his city burned. He prayed that his family was safe and that they would find him soon.
(An Excerpt from Easter Rising 1916 A Family Answers The Call For Ireland`s Freedom gabrielwoods.amazon.com)