THE IRISH IN ME (part 5)
I love Green. I just don’t like mean drunks. Since it’s St. Patrick’s Day, I want to dispel the myth of the “happy Irish drunk” and show how it affected the lives of… Continue reading
I love Green. I just don’t like mean drunks. Since it’s St. Patrick’s Day, I want to dispel the myth of the “happy Irish drunk” and show how it affected the lives of… Continue reading
During our childhood, my mother, Alberta LeGendre, spent a lot of time keeping her 2 daughters far away from the Irish part of our heritage (with the exception of Aunt Mary). And with… Continue reading
Tomorrow is St. Patrick’s day! Time for you to see what it was really like to live with an Irish drunk. During our childhood, my mother, Alberta LeGendre, spent a lot of time… Continue reading
During our childhood, my mother, Alberta LeGendre, spent a lot of time keeping her 2 daughters far away from the Irish part of our heritage (with the exception of Aunt Mary). Mom’s family… Continue reading
For new readers, these are my mother’s notes. They’re retyped with all the errors and with her punctuation. Her memoirs were the gift she left my sister and me in 1992. Alberta LeGendre… Continue reading
For new readers, these are my mothers notes. They’re retyped with all the errors and with her punctuation. Her memoirs were the gift she left my sister and me in 1992. She passed… Continue reading
For new readers, these are my mother’s notes. They’re retyped with all the errors and her punctuation. Her memoirs were the gift she left my sister and me in 1992. She passed away… Continue reading
Continuing the memoirs my mother wrote down for my sister and me. As previously stated, I’m typing it word for word, including punctuation. There are a few ho-hum parts in the… Continue reading
23 years ago, my mother wrote down what she remembered of her childhood. These included the stories her father told about his life in Boston and his college degrees. In later years, she… Continue reading
In 1927, Bob Le Gendre, Maine, won the world pole vault in the Olympic Games. Dad said he was his brother’s son. Dad never attempted to communicate with Bob or family, as far… Continue reading