When we first published the magazine back in 1985, I wasn’t entirely comfortable with our slogan “Mórtas Cine,” which translates from the Irish as “Pride in one’s heritage.” As children we were warned about “pride” and its place at the top of the list of the Seven Deadly Sins. “Pride goes before a fall,” my mother would caution. Growing up in Ireland, surrounded by other … [Read more...] about The First Word: Something to Shout About
Patricia Harty
Céad míle fáilte: Editor-in-Chief Patricia Harty welcomes you to the new IrishAmerica.com
2011 was a great year for Irish America magazine, and the icing on the cake is that we are starting off the New Year with this brand new site. We see it as a home – a place to display each new issue and our finest treasures from the past 26 years. Over the next year we will be mining the depths of our archives, which are a virtual treasure chest full of history and information … [Read more...] about Céad míle fáilte: Editor-in-Chief Patricia Harty welcomes you to the new IrishAmerica.com
Your Travel Story: Doolough
By Patricia Harty, Editor-In-Chief.
On a lonely stretch of road in Co. Mayo, between Louisburgh and Delphi Lodge, I took this photo of Doolough, which translates as dark lake. It was a lovely day, and the light was perfect, as it often is in Ireland, and I just took one shot. I now have this photo., many times enlarged, hanging behind the desk in my office. Visitors are struck by the beauty of the scene, but most … [Read more...] about Your Travel Story: Doolough
Patricia Harty
Patricia Harty founded Irish America magazine along with publisher Niall O’Dowd in October 1985. Among Harty’s many interviews in the past 32 years are Nobel Prize-winning poet Seamus Heaney, Wall Street guru Peter Lynch, best-selling author Pat Conroy, Hollywood legend Gregory Peck, corporate titan Jack Welch and Ford Motor Executive Chairman William Clay Ford. In 2017, … [Read more...] about Patricia Harty
The Magic of the Diaspora
The First Word One Christmas was so much like another in those years, to quote Dylan Thomas. Looking back, it does seem as if all my childhood Christmases have fused into one glorious memory. I remember the crunch of frosty gravel as we walk to the car for our trip to town and midnight Mass. The stars are bright in the night sky – easy to believe in the Three Wise Men making … [Read more...] about The Magic of the Diaspora