My Irish ancestors also never owned a slave. They traveled across the Great Plains after fighting in the Civil War and started a ranch out in the middle nowhere. My grandpa raised his two younger brothers after his parents died. Then went off to Europe to fight Nazis. Meanwhile my grandma was an orphan whose mom drank herself to death and her father abandoned her... on my mom’s side of the family they were immigrants from Ireland to San Francisco. They were crab fisherman and violent drunks. My grandpa got away from his family during WW2 in the merchant marine. Came back and studied maritime law. He did well. Both of my parents met at a catholic university. Poor and my mom pregnant.... my dad graduated college and worked nights on the ferries in Seattle. He swabbed the deck and cleaned the bathrooms. But his work ethic was insane and he was motivated and smart. He worked his way up to captain. A story of family progression.
My Irish ancestors also never owned a slave. They traveled across the Great Plains after fighting in the Civil War and started a ranch out in the middle nowhere. My grandpa raised his two younger brothers after his parents died. Then went off to Europe to fight Nazis. Meanwhile my grandma was an orphan whose mom drank herself to death and her father abandoned her... on my mom’s side of the family they were immigrants from Ireland to San Francisco. They were crab fisherman and violent drunks. My grandpa got away from his family during WW2 in the merchant marine. Came back and studied maritime law. He did well. Both of my parents met at a catholic university. Poor and my mom pregnant.... my dad graduated college and worked nights on the ferries in Seattle. He swabbed the deck and cleaned the bathrooms. But his work ethic was insane and he was motivated and smart. He worked his way up to captain. A story of family progression.