Brendan BS Larkin
This collection (memoir) of short stories weaves together the essence of being Irish, even when far from home. Every Irishman carries a piece of Ireland in his heart-green hills, old tales, the sound of familiar voices, and the scent of the sea. For those of us abroad, these memories are both a comfort and a longing. Through moments of laughter, the ache of missing home, and the unexpected joy of hearing a fiddle tune, these stories reflect the bittersweet beauty of exile, where Ireland never truly lets us go.
