The news of Tom Moran's death just after midnight on Sunday, August 12, 2018 hit hard. He is a great loss to the Irish, and the larger community, where he was a giant supporter of everything – from arts and education, and peace in Northern Ireland – to bringing relief to troubled spots around the globe. Tom, who was 65, had a long, successful career at Mutual of America, which … [Read more...] about A Man of the People: Thomas J. Moran
Those we Lost
Weekly Comment:
Remembering J.P. Donleavy
(1926 – 2017)
By Olivia O'Mahony
September 15, 2017
September 15, 2017
J.P. Donleavy, the Irish American novelist and playwright who penned The Ginger Man, which was initially turned away by over 45 publishers for its sexual obscenity but eventually sold more than 45 million copies and became considered a modern cult classic, died on September 11 in a hospital near his Mullingar, Co. Westmeath home. He was 91 years old. Donleavy wrote more than a … [Read more...] about Weekly Comment:
Remembering J.P. Donleavy
(1926 – 2017)
Ian Paisley
The North’s Dark Star Became a Prince of Peace in a lifelong journey from firebrand to peacemaker. I was at the Battle of the Boyne site in Oldbridge, County Meath, 30 miles from Dublin in May 2007 when Ian Paisley as the First Minister of Northern Ireland made a visit at the invitation of then Irish leader Bertie Ahern. It was an extraordinary time when a power-sharing … [Read more...] about Ian Paisley
Those We Lost
Jeremy Ullick Brown 1939 – 2014 Jeremy Ullick Browne, the 11th Marquess of Sligo and heir of Grace O’Malley of Westport House, passed away on July 22. He was 75. Brown helped to reinvigorate his family’s dwindling fortunes and Westport House itself when he opened it up to tourists in 1960, making Westport House one of the most widely known and visited tourist attractions in … [Read more...] about Those We Lost
We Will Not See His Like Again
By Patricia Harty, Editor-in-Chief, and Adam Farley
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Remembering Seamus Heaney. Lightenings viii The annals say: when the monks of Clonmacnoise Were all at prayers inside the oratory / A ship appeared above them in the air. The anchor dragged along behind so deep / It hooked itself into the altar rails And then, as the big hull rocked to a standstill, A crewman shinned and grappled down the rope / And struggled to release it. … [Read more...] about We Will Not See His Like Again