Readers will be transported to a world of boyhood pranks, playground politics, and the confusion of growing up in a land that is every bit as magical and captivating as the stories told. This evocative tale details a childhood remembered through the people and landscape of Fermanagh, near the beautiful shores of Lough Erne in Ireland. It chronicles a time with all the big boys went to school in bare feet and secretly watched the Saturday night bands and dances in halls lit by Tilley lamps; where it was nothing less than the biblical truth that if you put a horse-hair across the palm of your hand when you were about to be punished in school, the cane would split in two. Whether relating tales of murderous bicycle chases through the darkened streets of Cavan, of ghosts and fairy forts, or the anguish of emigration, this remarkable memoir vividly recreates life in rural Ireland in the 1940s and 50s.
Biographies-Memoirs, Ethnic-National, Irish,