Family
A well-known brother-in-law was Frank McCrory who worked for many years as a playwright/ songwriter of pantomimes at Omagh Town Hall. Frank's wife Eileen was Benedict Kiely's sister. Drumquin is often mentioned in his novels and stories because that's where he had maternal family connections. His mother, Sarah Alice Kiely (née Gormley) was from Claramore, a townland near Drumquin. He was a distant relation (through his mother) of the Gormley family who owned Gormley's pub in Castle Street in Omagh, uncle of Omagh-born musician Brian Coll, great-uncle of writer Sharon Owens, great-uncle of American writer Margaret Millmore (née Stanley) and is mentioned in Frank McCourt's book 'Tis.
According to RTÉ News, Ben died in St Vincent's Hospital in Dublin on February 9, 2007, aged 87. The twice-married author and father of four (who had been living out of Omagh for 69 years) was survived by his second wife Frances, his daughters Anne Kiely and Emer Cronin, son John Kiely, and a large extended family. He was predeceased by his first wife and a daughter, Mary.
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