Stranded
Flight 583 from Honolulu to Kalaupapa was rather bumpy but we made it safely across the treacherous waters of the Ka’iwi (Molokai) Channel. The...
Professed and counting
It has been said, though not written, that on Feb. 8, 1944 Patrick and Mary (Fallon) Killilea found me at the end of a...
Room in the inn
“She wrapped Him in swaddling clothes and laid Him in a manger, because there was no room in the inn.”
These familiar lines ring in...
Return to Patch’s Garden
The car slowed almost to a halt as it turned to the left onto the familiar Carrownagoppul Bog Road. Slowly we made our way...
The friendly skies
The long-anticipated day has arrived. You step inside the check-in area and put your bag into the screening machine, then you pick it up...
Ship Ahoy!
It was 7:30 a.m. as it arrived at the outer fringes of the inner harbor. By 8 a.m. it was being nudged closer to...
Down to earth
It was 4:30 a.m. as I stepped out onto the back porch and looked skyward. There it was, clearly visible to the naked eye...
Waltzing Matilda
As the great Irish seanchaí (story teller), Eamon Kelly, would say, “I take you back now to the days of the parish carnival dances...
The heart of the matter
I had been attempting to entertain the accompanying nurses when the anesthesiologist stuck this gadget in my mouth, presumably to keep me quiet. Then he...
The light beyond: Responding to the Face of God
With no regard for his own safety, he discarded his jacket and some of his equipment and jumped into the water. He did not...
