My heart goes out to everyone whose life has been disrupted by the hurricanes. My heart goes out to the poor, everywhere. And my heart hurts with the knowing that often, the poor are exploited, again and again, by the powers, those who hold power. In this, we who are privileged are complicit.
This sculpture, on the street in Dublin, Ireland, is a vivid and moving depiction of the Irish who fled their beloved land during the Potato Famine.
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Thanks for that great photo and your thoughts Mary Elyn!
Hope you enjoy your pilgrimage in Ireland!
Veriditas , Marie
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Dear Mary Elyn: Thanks for posting the photo which you took while in Dublin of the statues of the poor people making their way to boats to come to America during the potato famine. I think my Irish ancestors were part of this group. John Healy and his wife, Jane Casey, came to Pennsylvania in 1850, with their daughter, Mary, all born in Ireland. Their next daughter, Elizabeth, was born in Pottstown, Pennsylvania. There were several other children born here. They later lived in Ridgway, Elk Co., Pennsylvania. Elizabeth married my great grandfather, Alphonso Spooner, and there is a long story which I cannot repeat here. Will tell you when I see you. Thanks, again. Virginia T.
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> thewisdomyears posted: “My heart goes out to everyone whose life has been > disrupted by the hurricanes. My heart goes out to the poor, everywhere. > And my heart hurts with the knowing that often, the poor are exploited, > again and again, by the powers, those who hold power. I” >
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Very moving sculpture. My husband’s relatives left Ireland during the famine and had a farm in South Dakota.
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