My great Aunt, Ena Kiernan, sitting on the chair in a picture with her brother, died of the Spanish Flu in Cavan Ireland during the epedimic. She died very young, perhaps not long after this picture was taken. The doctor at the time tried to stop her convulsions from fever by carrying her outside to a flow of water. It was unsuccessful. The poor doctor, I was told, lost so many patients during this time that he later commited suicide. It was a story that always broke my heart. Out of a family of about 12 children only 10 survived to adulthood. John Kiernan later emigrated to the US and lived in California. He was my father.
My father, the boy standing next to Ena, was born in 1916, but I do not know the date of Ena Kiernan's death