The story I’m about to tell could begin a lot of different ways. I could start it by describing the view from the bottom of Croagh Patrick, a formidable peak rising steeply from the surrounding valley. I could write of the things that seem so much like… More
Last week at this time, I had almost completed one of the hardest academic tasks of my life – writing two twenty-page essays in a period of two weeks, with much of the actual writing occurring in the last five days. I fully admit that this last-minute… More
Last Wednesday, I attended my last ever class at Trinity College Dublin. It feels strange to know that I’m now at the tail end of my study abroad experience, and only two papers and a short quiz lie between me and being finished with my classes in Dublin… More
The semester is quickly coming to an end, and I’m losing track of time (as evidenced by my not posting for three weeks – sorry!). As it gets closer to the end of the semester, I am increasingly thinking about what I will remember of my time in Dublin… More
On April 11, 1843, Samual MacLaughlin and his family set out for America from County Down, Ireland in hopes of a better life. On St. Patrick’s Day 2018, I returned to the island of my forefathers to embrace a culture rooted in my ancestry. I couldn’t… More