Doesn't that sound glorious? And it was.
Ambassador Michael Collins and his wife Marie hosted a gathering of over 100 at their beautiful home. My sisters and brother and friends joined people like
Carlton Kent, Sgt Major of the Marine Corps and his wife Liz, Lawrence O'Donnell of MSNBC,
Ambassador Elizabeth Bagley--all of us brought together by a love of Ireland and a desire to honor those who went before. Honora Kelly and the characters in
Galway Bay represent so many millions of immigrants and exiles from all over.
After Washington I came to my hometown Chicago for a very emotional reunion with 200 cousins, most of whom I'd never met. We came together in Calvary Cemetery at the unmarked grave of the great--great grandmother we all shared, and as the rain poured down and a piper played a lament, we put a stone on the place where she lies and "prayed an Ave" for her.
As the song promises she sleeps in peace knowing that we all love her and that she isn't forgotten. The Chicago Tribune covered the event.
"The Grandmother of Chicago Politics" the paper called Honora because her grandson
Ed Kelly was mayor of the city from 1932 to 1947 and helped begin the organization that gave us the two Mayor Daley’s.
And as we gathered afterwards at the wonderful Polo Cafein the Bridgeport section of Chicago where the Kelly’s first settled, we all shared stories we'd heard about "the Mayor." My mother, my Aunt Marge and others of that generation remembered Ed Kelly well and even a few members of my generation had some memories. My cousin Tom Rauch, our family genealogist, pointed out that all there were descended from one of Honora's three sons-Paddy, Stephen or Michael. Stephen was Mayor Kelly's father.
Now I have fictionalized these three and their brother James and sister Bridget in
Galway Bay. I imagined how they looked and acted and felt and yet here were real people, their descendants and my family—and somehow it all felt very natural. I really believe our ancestors want us to know them so we can find each other.