Midlife Irish: Discovering My Family and Myself.

I've always liked it here. Part of me is Irish. . . . My family comes from the west coast, so whenever I come to Ireland I get a wee tingling in my heart that I'm where I belong.

Tristan is full of rage at the Irish for taking his family.

We Irish prefer embroideries to plain cloth. To us Irish, memory is a canvas--stretched, primed, and ready for painting on. We love the "story" part of the word "history," and we love it trimmed out with color and drama, ribbons and bows. Listen to our tunes, observe a Celtic scroll: we always decorate our essence.

I'm from an Irish Catholic family.

I think there's a kind of 'buyers' strike,' for lack of a better term, ... Until we start seeing some better earnings news, I think the market's going to be in this bottoming phase.