December 24, 2020
The following is an edited Christmas segment from a hybrid memoir, "Confessions of a Shanty Irishman." The entire clan gathered for Christmas dinner every year, including Fathers brother, Emmett, and Pete Kennedy, my grandmotherâs brother from Montana, a large man with light blue eyes, white hair, and full lips. The Christmas tree glowed with lights, most of them white where the color had rubbed off over the years since buying new lights seemed extravagant. A pot-bellied stove made crackli...