When I was growing up my mother often told me that I had the Luck of the Irish. I believed her. Her faith was based on family lore about my great-grandparents – Johanna and John Kennedy – they sure had … Continue reading →
Although he rarely talked about it, my dad was awarded a bronze star for bravery in the Battle of Okinawa. He served as a communications officer on landing ship tank (LST) 1014. WWII-era newsreel footage shows
I’m a second generation Irish-American and have inherited the perverse –Irish tendency to take pleasure in melancholy. Frank McCourt, author of Angela’s Ashes, boasted that the book’s success was based on a miserable childhood.
The genesis of my I’m Unsinkable blog comes from times in my life when I was truly in despair. If I could have done an Internet search back then, I would have looked up, “Help me!”
I just bellied up to the Apple Store Genius Bar, where the “bartenders” tended to problems with my MacBook Pro. I think it may have been the gremlins who are still flying about as Steve Jobs takes his leave.