I have always dreamed of going to Ireland. It is where my ancestors came from in 1852 fleeing the tail end of the potato famine. I grew up hearing various versions of our origins, depending on my father's mood for romanticizing what little he knew. The names Maurice and James figured strongly in each generation … Continue reading Ardagh! →

We arrived at the lovely guest house hotel in Killarney on our second day of a driving tour through Ireland. It was a gorgeous little hotel surrounded by a lovely garden and overlooking a beautiful lake. We had been on the road for a few weeks by that time and were looking forward to the … Continue reading Our stay at Fawlty Towers →