In 1940, the year I was born, John Charles McQuaid was appointed archbishop of Dublin and presided in that role until his death in 1972. As a resul...

Mam performed her usual magic over the open fire that Christmas Day in 1951 when I was 11. At dinnertime the glazed turkey, drumsticks in the air, ...

Part 2 On that September morning in 1951 when Shem Feeney chased Katherine and Margaret Loftus away from his water pump, the children continued up ...

Part 1 In Irish parlance Laragh Lane went nowhere. It was one mile long and only wide enough for the passage of a horse’s cart. Surfaced with stone...