Some say when daffodils shoot up Spring is here. It’s safe to put away your boots and shovels.

On the road all week finally it’s Friday and he’s almost home so he calls his wife and says it will be

In 1920, my father, 16, was a guest of the British government. He was a prisoner of their forces occupying Ireland at the time, a group called the Black and Tans. One day he and seven o...

The last visitor before I sleep is always the old priest puffing up the stairs to my door, a wine cask under each arm, a loaf of pumpernickel in his teet…

It’s midnight and I’m too tired to stroll in my Wall Street garden to check on the nightlife among the flowers

America has no caste system but America has castes. Like every other nation America has its rich and poor with everyone else sardined

Two new crutches and two double shots of Bushmills Irish Whiskey enabled Joe Faherty to move from the back seat of Moira Murphy’s 1976 Buick into Eagan’s Funeral Home for Tim McGillicud...

They’re the oldest couple my wife and I know and we’re no pups either. Peter out for a walk leans on his cane often

On Saturday mornings several bowed citizens gather on the sidewalk outside the clinic to read the Bible and pray.

Some things you can’t undo. A remark, perhaps, you can retract or try to with an explanation. But a certain look can burn forever in the mind

He’s at least 70 now and has never forgotten his childhood. He lives with that child every day… He remembers that Thanksgiving Da… his family had parched field corn

The day Paul got married, his old girlfriend called his hous… just before he and his bride Anne caught the plane for their honeymo… Paul was outside packing the car

Used to be after a snow our doorbell would ring and we’d find boys with shovels in hand looking to make some money.

His cardiologist says Fred’s doing well for a man of 80. It won’t be his heart that kills him.

On holidays I hear from Paul, who’s 80 if a day, who may have won his war on poverty without help from his friends. He won’t accept a cent.