I went to hear his brother read from “ Angela’s ashes “ @ Barnes & noble. I cannot forget the proud & loving smile that malachy wore listening to his brother read.
I knew him through his brother, Frank, who was my Creative Writing teacher and remained one of my job references to his death and one of my four literary mentors to this day.
I saw them do their play repeatedly and memorized it.
I told that to Malachy when we were both at Frank's last book's premiere at our old high school.
Malachy laughed and said they would have to hire me to substitute for them when they couldn't do the play.
One time I saw it and was sitting next to some relatives of theirs. They kept leaning over and saying, "That's accurate" over their stories of Limerick.
Ironically, one time, a woman in the audience leaped up and shouted at the top of her lungs, "That's all a pack of lies!"
I went to hear his brother read from “ Angela’s ashes “ @ Barnes & noble. I cannot forget the proud & loving smile that malachy wore listening to his brother read.
I knew him through his brother, Frank, who was my Creative Writing teacher and remained one of my job references to his death and one of my four literary mentors to this day.
I saw them do their play repeatedly and memorized it.
I told that to Malachy when we were both at Frank's last book's premiere at our old high school.
Malachy laughed and said they would have to hire me to substitute for them when they couldn't do the play.
One time I saw it and was sitting next to some relatives of theirs. They kept leaning over and saying, "That's accurate" over their stories of Limerick.
Ironically, one time, a woman in the audience leaped up and shouted at the top of her lungs, "That's all a pack of lies!"
It was their mother, Angela.
Yes, I met her, too.
The other three literary mentors?
Historian Walter Lord
My MFA instructors
New York Yankee pitcher Roger Clemens