By Barrie Maguire On Sunday, December 19, 1948, Philadelphia awoke to a blizzard. The heavy snow only added to the excitement as my father and I pushed our way through the old wooden turnstiles at Shibe Park. I was nine… Continue Reading
Daniel J. McMonagle was born in 1929 and was first-generation Irish. While still a student at Holy Souls, he took a job bagging groceries at the local Acme to help support his family. Dan attended Roman Catholic H.S. (Class of… Continue Reading
To the man who has always instilled in us genuine love and appreciation for the Irish culture, language and music. To the man who ruled his brood with a song and a smile. Happy Father’s Day to Seamus “Jim” McGill.… Continue Reading
By Bill McCray A natural affinity for direct sunlight makes it a challenge for a plant or tree to take root and grow to its fullest potential in an area of extreme shade; those that do tolerate shade typically lose… Continue Reading
My Dad, Timothy Francis Aloysius McGee, was born in January 1909 to Mary Josephine Callahan and Hugh McGee. They were poor and Mary Jo had only gone to the fourth grade. Tim was a loyal and devoted sort. He bragged… Continue Reading
My Dad was Mattie, the youngest boy in a family of five siblings, he left school at 12 years of age, so had little education but he was (and hence we were) one of those fortunate ones who picked up… Continue Reading
Thakkek is a town along the Mekong River in Laos with a nice long runway nearby. The mission was that at dawn 10 H-34 helicopters would line up on the runway and each would board 10 local combat soldiers. My… Continue Reading