[Congressional Record Volume 158, Number 95 (Thursday, June 21, 2012)]
[Extensions of Remarks]
[Page E1104]
From the Congressional Record Online through the Government Publishing Office [www.gpo.gov]
IN RECOGNITION OF THE LATE LANTY MOLLOY, SR.
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HON. JACKIE SPEIER
of california
in the house of representatives
Thursday, June 21, 2012
Ms. SPEIER. Mr. Speaker, I rise to honor the late Lanty Molloy, Sr.
who passed away June 11, 2012 in South San Francisco at the age of 79.
Mr. Molloy leaves behind a legacy as an extraordinary family and
business man.
Mr. Molloy is survived by his beloved wife of 51 years, Blanid Doyle,
seven of their eight children, three of his five siblings and 19
grandchildren.
He was born in San Francisco in 1932 as the son of Frank Molloy of
Ardara, County Donegal in Ireland, and Martha Loftus of San Francisco.
His father Frank Molloy came to the United States in 1901 as a 18-year-
old who pursued--and realized--the American dream. After spending a few
years in the Pacific Northwest, Frank came to California shortly after
the big earthquake in 1906. He tended bar in San Francisco and in 1909
opened his first pub, ``Molloy's'' on Lafayette Street. In 1927, he
relocated Molloy's to a building he bought in Colma and started the
family history of three generations of tavern owners.
Lanty Molloy attended Our Lady of Perpetual Help in Daly City and
graduated from Saint Ignatius High School in San Francisco in 1950. He
served in the U.S. Army as an MP. While stationed in Germany he made
many lifelong friends and developed a love for history.
In 1955, Frank turned the bar over to Lanty, his youngest son. He and
Blanid raised their family in South San Francisco and at age 21, their
youngest son Owen started tending bar at Molloy's. Owen picked up the
family tradition and to this day is managing the tavern.
Located in Colma, Molloy's has seen thousands of patrons toasting
those who passed away. Posted on the wall is a fitting quote from the
Irish Herald which reads: ``Though the Molloy's dwell in the valley of
death, at the very gates of the marble orchard, the lights are always
twinkling in the window and a steady stream of black clad mourners duck
in for a soothing pint after bearing the drunken cousin or the elder
aunt. You should drop by and get your drink too and get to know Lanty,
Owen and the bar.''
Lanty is now the one to be toasted and remembered at this landmark in
Colma. He was the second generation in a family tradition that I hope
will live on for many more generations to come.
Mr. Speaker, I ask the House of Representatives to rise with me to
honor the memory of Lanty Molloy for the love for his family and
friends and his lasting contributions to our community.
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