Such a great story. I am from Galway myself. I remember the Men's Club in UCG where pool and cards were played by the college's most maverick and often most gifted students. I hope your mother finally forgave you. Beir bua, Seamus
Seamus O'Scanlain replied on Mon, 01/15/2024 - 06:44pm
Mr. Gavin, my hat is off to you. What a wonderful story! I can almost taste the Guinness. So evocative of time and place. The juxtaposition of Snowy's age and circumstances with the narrator's youth and fears was very poignant. Thank you!
Michael Pikna replied on Wed, 01/17/2024 - 01:25pm
Well done! The descriptive language and imagery kept my attention and felt like a true story of one summer break and of characters encountered. Disturbing and foreboding how the narrator felt unable to change the trajectory of his life.
Lynn Treangen replied on Thu, 01/18/2024 - 10:48am
I am a Galwegian going back to eight generations in Claddagh namely Smyth and Crowley on my grandmother’s side. Lived and worked in London with a longing for that cold air on walking the prom, you conjure up a sense of homesickness and nostalgia for better times. I thoroughly enjoyed the read. Note great-grandfather had his own Galway Hooker too.
Such a great story. I am from Galway myself. I remember the Men's Club in UCG where pool and cards were played by the college's most maverick and often most gifted students. I hope your mother finally forgave you. Beir bua, Seamus
Loved this story. Not from Ireland but had a great adventure there in my twenties. Your story brought back so many memories.
Mr. Gavin, my hat is off to you. What a wonderful story! I can almost taste the Guinness. So evocative of time and place. The juxtaposition of Snowy's age and circumstances with the narrator's youth and fears was very poignant. Thank you!
Well done! The descriptive language and imagery kept my attention and felt like a true story of one summer break and of characters encountered. Disturbing and foreboding how the narrator felt unable to change the trajectory of his life.
I loved this story. You conjure the atmosphere of a British pub in the daytime - the sense of days slipping by. Wonderful.
I am a Galwegian going back to eight generations in Claddagh namely Smyth and Crowley on my grandmother’s side. Lived and worked in London with a longing for that cold air on walking the prom, you conjure up a sense of homesickness and nostalgia for better times. I thoroughly enjoyed the read. Note great-grandfather had his own Galway Hooker too.