A tip o' the cap this day to all those lucky enough to be Irish

“May you always walk in sunshine

May you never want for more

May Irish angels rest their wings

Right beside your door”

— Old Irish blessing

I have always envied the Irish their wonderfully colorful language and their inborn talent as marvelous story tellers. One has only to read authors like Frank McCourt to be aware of their uniquely lilting method of expression.

Quinnipiac University’s The Great Hunger Museum, which opened last year on Whitney Avenue in Hamden, has been in the news for its unprecedented collection of visual arts, artifacts and other materials relating to the starvation and forced emigration that occurred from 1845 to 1850.

It was these horrific circumstances that caused so many Irish to come to America. One of the first Irishmen to come to what is now Connecticut was a nobleman by the name of Riley who settled in the Connecticut River Valley in 1634. Another Irish immigrant, Darby Field, explored the White Mountains with a group of Indian guides. In 1640, a group of Irish refugees came from the West Indies to New Haven, among them was an educated gentleman, William Collins who taught school in Hartford before going to Boston where unfortunately he ran into trouble with some church officials who banished him to Rhode Island.

Edward Brennan, the son of an Irish immigrant, founded St. Margaret parish in Waterbury and Patrick S. McMahon established Strickland House, formerly one of the oldest hotels in Connecticut. Particularly interesting was an influx of Irish immigrants to Newtown. Many came as railroad workers and lived in the Sandy Hook and Walnut Tree Hill neighborhoods.

Like all first waves of immigrants, the Irish were at first, most unwelcome; they were polarizing socially, religiously and politically. Many came to Newtown from one small area of County Clare and eventually changed the town’s political majority from Republican to Democrat.

While they started out as farmers and laborers, subsequent generations fulfilled the American dream and became attorneys, doctors and government officials, and, of course, one, although not from Connecticut, became our first Catholic president. (JFK did, however, attend Choate in Wallingford.)

There is an excellent article in the current issue of Connecticut Magazine by David Monagan, entitled “Irish Yearning,” and there is also a Connecticut Irish American Historical Society which maintains a collection of books about Irish history, culture and genealogy at the Ethnic Heritage Center at Southern Connecticut State University in New Haven. They also publish a quarterly newsletter, The Shanachie, which means “storyteller” in Gaelic, for their more than 300 members.

They are very involved in interviewing and recording the recollections of senior citizens in the Irish community. Recording and preserving the oral history of our diverse senior population, is, I believe, of tremendous importance.

Have a celebratory dinner of corned beef and cabbage at Nick’s in Madison or Kelly’s Restaurant & Bar or O’Toole’s Irish Pub and Restaurant, both in New Haven.

-And should you have the time, dearie, I’d luv to see the likes of you at 5:30 p.m. March 21 at the Hearth at Gardenside, 173 Alps Road in Branford, where I’ll be talkin’ about “How to Speak to Your Aging Parents.” Call the Hearth at 203-483-7260 for reservations.

Contact Jean Cherni, certified senior adviser for Senior Living Solutions and Pearce Plus, a helpful, full-service program for seniors contemplating a move, at jeancherni@sbcglobal.net or 15 The Ponds at 101 Hotchkiss Grove, Branford 06405.

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