The Parting Glass
“No one remembered exactly when the Donaghues had come to Cleveland. Years ago, for certain. The Donaghues had built the Whiskey Island Saloon themselves and made it a success by working hard and making friends of thirsty men. Someone thought that Rowan Donaghue was the first to come from the old country. Even those old enough to know seemed to think the saloon and those who had founded it were simply a part of Cleveland history. Always there. Always accessible. Standing, perhaps, before the fir...st still was built on Whiskey Island to give the land its name. “You’d do well to speak to Father McSweeney,” counseled an old woman who lived in the corner house on the Tierneys’ street. Liam had stopped to chat as he strolled with Irene through their quiet new neighborhood. The houses were just recently built and spacious; in fact, several at the opposite end of the block were still under construction. There were established oaks and maples to lend shade, and wide porches for enjoying the fragrance of a neighbor’s roses or the song of a cardinal on a summer evening.MoreLess
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