Clew Bay – is bigger, wilder in my mind, especially in the windy climes we bowed to – so after we bowed one more time, we had lunch. Superlatives don’t fit.
If there’s one museum we may never see in the United States, it’s an Emigration Museum. We are a nation of immigrants, a melting pot of families with roots that stretch across the world.
Because of this, many of us, the sons and daughters of those who came before, feel a deep longing to understand where our grandparents and ancestors came from. What was their story?