A collection of memories from my visit to Ireland in 1985:
Ghosts of Mayo — My grandparents' journey home
Cliffs of Moher — Climbing cliffs in Ireland
The Whistler — Memory of a man in a pub
The Kerryman — A man that I met briefly while hitchhiking in Ireland
Mickey Finn — An evening with one of Ireland's greatest fiddlers
The American Abroad
Since my maternal grandparents had come to America from Ireland in the 1920's, I had grown up with an awareness of Ireland, or second-hand memories of it, all my life. When my grandparents passed away I had been saving for a trip to the Western US, but that ended up being a trip to Ireland. As my first trip abroad, it opened up multiple worlds that I did not know existed.