“Innisfree has become another word for heaven to me”

To my Father Paul, my Mother Kathleen, my Uncle Kevin, and all the beloved and missed members of the Hickey, Connolly, Power, White, Dwyer, Warner, families, as well as those in our extended tree.

I hope you’ve found your way to the tightly thatched roof of the White O’ Morn Cottage. Such a lovely little cottage. There’s a fire up, and the tea’s on. Be sure to wipe your feet at the door. Snow is general over Boston, and we’ve miles to go before we sleep.

God bless all in this house!

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