“With a name like Teresa McCarthy we just assumed you were Irish,” the voice from Limerick on the other end of the phone sounded so sweet. I AM Irish! In my heart anyway—kind of like the way I’m blond. I think Irish. I feel Irish. I dream Irish. I love all things Irish. Doesn’t that […]
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