Funny you mentioned County Cork. My ggg-gpa came over from Bantry Bay (Co Cork) to help dig the I&M. He ended up buried in an abandoned cemetery in Bureau county, but my aunt found him. I've visited several times. Thanks for this essay. We love St. Pat's day
I was visiting a friend's home in Navan, County Meath not so very far from Dublin. We visited a pub for a pint and driving home we passed two elderly gentlemen walking slowly along the road. My friend, Conor Quigley by name, said "Well isn't that Paddy O'Neill stumbling home from the pub. Can't drive by without picking him and his mate up." So he pulled over and had much the same exchange as the tea conversation in your essay. Paddy and his friend ended up in Conor's tiny car, and we're happy to make the acquaintance of the lad from Chicago. I have several memories of Ireland like that, including being picked up by cops looking for several IRA "lads" who had escaped from a prison.
Another great one, David. I feel like I just got an inside look at a true slice of Irish juju. Truly delightful.
What a lovely essay.
Thank you, Anne.
Funny you mentioned County Cork. My ggg-gpa came over from Bantry Bay (Co Cork) to help dig the I&M. He ended up buried in an abandoned cemetery in Bureau county, but my aunt found him. I've visited several times. Thanks for this essay. We love St. Pat's day
I'm sure there are many stories like that.
I was visiting a friend's home in Navan, County Meath not so very far from Dublin. We visited a pub for a pint and driving home we passed two elderly gentlemen walking slowly along the road. My friend, Conor Quigley by name, said "Well isn't that Paddy O'Neill stumbling home from the pub. Can't drive by without picking him and his mate up." So he pulled over and had much the same exchange as the tea conversation in your essay. Paddy and his friend ended up in Conor's tiny car, and we're happy to make the acquaintance of the lad from Chicago. I have several memories of Ireland like that, including being picked up by cops looking for several IRA "lads" who had escaped from a prison.
Oh that is, as the Irish say, “brilliant!”
That last, tea-sharing bit is an utter delight. I’d rather the Irish as well!
Isn't that just wonderful. :)