Heraldy Press

0

Clive’s Story (Formerly Kilkenny, now North Dakota).

“Back when I was in school, I seen a spider the size of a medium-sized man’s hand, in the jacks (bathroom). I ran out to Miss O’Shea, our teacher, and said; ‘Miss O’Shea, I just seen a spider the size of me Da’s hand’. It didn’t do no good. She just clattered me around the…

Continue Reading

0

Oliver’s Story (Kildare).

“My family owned a pub in County Kildare, so, when I emigrated to New York, I wanted to keep that tradition going. Right away, I got a job as a busboy in a Mexican restaurant in Brooklyn, which was owned by a lad from Roscommon at the time. I didn’t speak any Mexican though, and…

Continue Reading

0

“Humans of Irish America” – Dorothy’s Story

“I was into surfing from a young age. I used to listen to The Beach Boys, and watch surfing films like ‘Point Break’ and ‘Lassie Come Home’, all the time. My experiences actually surfing was limited though, living, as we did, in County Carlow. We were a fair bit from the oceans, but there was…

Continue Reading

0

“Humans of Irish America” – Jackson’s Story (Kerry).

“I was kicked out of home when I was 43, as both my parents were allergic to my pets. I’d eleven meerkats and an otter, and they didn’t really get along too well. Plus, I’d christened them all ‘mammy’, except the otter, her name was Graham, so, there was some confusion at times. The smell…

Continue Reading

0

‘Humans of Irish America’ – Stuart’s Story (Limerick).

“We were turnip-farmers by trade. My grandfather once told me that our family had been since the 18th century, providing the south Limerick and north Kerry area with turnips for generations. Kids would always beg their parents to let them come to our house for wondrous turnip treats. So, when we moved from our 120…

Continue Reading

0

Horace’s Story (Offaly).

We were all fishermen. Me, my brothers, my uncles, even mam would come out on the boat with us. Not Dad though. He used to think the seagulls were staring at him. Later, he developed an intense fear of being attacked by an octopus, so he stayed home, making jam all day. It was hard…

Continue Reading

0

Dermot’s Story (Dublin).

“We moved from Dublin’s inner city, to a rural part of Wyoming, back in the early ’80s. It was a more innocent time. You could rob someone’s bike without fear of them going to the cops, or smash some oul’ ones windows for the craic, and not worry about getting in trouble for it. Now…

Continue Reading

0

Jim’s Story (Wexford).

“I’d seen all the American movies. ‘E.T.’, ‘Stand By Me’, ‘The Goonies’ and ‘Rosemary’s Baby’, so I had a good idea about what America was like. But, when we moved to Oklahoma from Enniscorthy, County Wexford, I couldn’t understand how nobody looked like John Travolta or Pamela Anderson, how they rarely wore shoes or socks,…

Continue Reading

0

Caroline’s Story (County Louth).

“It was weird for us, being the only Mormon family in Termonfeckin, County Louth. Each Sunday, to go to service, we had an eleven-hour round trip, as the nearest prayer center was on a small island off the coast of Galway, and sometimes, if the weather was particularly harsh, we’d be stranded there for some…

Continue Reading

0

Marian’s Story (Wicklow).

“I remember one time, years ago, at home in County Wicklow, we were watching ‘Little House on the Prairie’ on the telly. It was Mam’s favorite show, that, ‘The Waltons’ and ‘Cops’, you know the one, where they do sing ‘Bad Boys, Bad Boys, What You Gonna Do, What You Gonna Do, When They Come…

Continue Reading

1 2