I must have been around seventeen when I realized I had never seen my grandfathers in the same room together. They were ...

I heard the song, Red Roses For Me, recently. Written by Sean O’Casey in 1943 for his play of the same name, it unleashe...

The past and the present are inexplicably interlinked, yet we often forget how closely. I had been thinking of writi...

I was reminded of his influence recently when playing three covers of his songs on Celtic Crush/SiriusXM Radio.  An ...

I’ve always loved Belfast - a city with some serious soul. Then again, I had a novel introduction. My uncle took me ...

Who are these guys? This is not a flashback to Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid. No I’m talking about President Trump ...

Irish American Writers and Artists was formed back in 2008 when it was suggested that Irish Americans would not vote for...