Tag: Ireland

Hallow Evening

The modern man moves through time and space without knowing from whence he comes nor wither he goes. He has no direction. He is lost. He is like an arrow shot randomly into the thin air: sans……


Not the right kind of immigrant for Ireland

Earlier this year, I visited Ireland for the first time to trace my family history. I spent nearly one month traveling around that amazing country, and after a lifetime of trying to find myself by looking in all the wrong places (read about that here), I had finally found what I have……