Irish America
Irish America
Last week I was taste-testing whiskeys prepping for my St. Patrick’s Day party, listening to Willie Nelson croon “Whiskey River”, when the whiskey did, in fact, “take my mind”. The next thing I knew, I was on the Sotheby’s auction website bidding on The Richard Gooding Collection. Who is Richard Gooding you ask? He was the scion of the Pepsi Cola Bottling Company, which his … [Read more...] about Lost Irish
I was born at home in Emmetsburg, Iowa in 1928. The doctor said, “You have a son!” My mother didn’t know what to name me and the doctor said, “How about Roger? That’s my father’s name. It’s a fine name.” Both my parents were Irish. Mother was born Mary Margaret Mahoney. My first memories involve living in the small town in the shadow of the Assumption Parish. We lived across … [Read more...] about Roger Goes to Medical School
Writer Holly Millea on how an old baseball photo convinced her father to embrace technology. For years my father, Roger Millea, a retired urologist, has refused to use a computer. So for his 83rd birthday, I flew to Rapid City, South Dakota, presented him with an iPad, and tutored him against his will in the ways of email and the internet; encouraging him to connect to the … [Read more...] about The Boys of Summer
