I always believed that I was Irish. I can still hear my dad singing, “When Irish Eyes are Smiling,” “Toora Loora Loora,” and my favorite song, “Galway Bay.” As a child, daydreaming about Ireland was one of my favorite pastimes. In my mind’s eye, I danced with the fairies, conversed wth the leprechauns, kissed the Blarney Stone, and watched the sun go down on Galway Bay.
In my thirty-ninth year, a phone call from my younger sister changed all that………….
“Honor your father and your mother…(Exodus 20:12)
This chapter introduces my parents, my sister, my heritage, and the second love of my life.
Tomorrow: A Feeling of Abandonment.
Second love of your life?……Mmmmmmmmm, you have my interest already!
HI PAT i AM VERY INTERESTED IN WHAT I AM READING SO FAR. I AM VERY ANXIOUS TO GET A COPY OF YOUR BOOK
WHEN IT BECOMES AVAILABLE. COUSIN JUDY
I love autobiographies and I have read the beginning of the first few chapters. I can’t wait until it is published and I can read the whole book. I am a member of St. Andrew’s Church.