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As America marches toward a Middle East war, only the intervention by an FBI agent, a CIA agent and a District of Columbia police officer saves the nation from a fate far worse.
grandson of Big John Meehan from Sligo, Mary Ellen McLaughlin-Keane
from Galway, Bridget Munnelly from Mayo, and Matthew Smith from Cavan
ended up with the least recognized Irish name of them all. I can’t begin
to tell you how many times, I’ve been asked, “Smith, huh! English …
right?” When I meet up with my ancestor Mac an Gabhann—the one who
anglicized our family name to Smith—he and I are going to have words.
Even my wife, Elizabeth McCarthy McGinty Smith, would’ve retained her
maiden name if such a thing were fashionable when we were wed.
Before I continue on to the little I’ve accomplished in life, there are a few items from my family history that need emphasizing. The Smith homestead in Beagh Upper, Parish of Upper Killenkere, was “situate” within 200 yards of where General Phil Sheridan was born. And since, my uncles have stated that their grandmother was a Sheridan, well … you do the math. If you have an issue with that, there’s no sense going into the story Big John Meehan told of my Galway-born grandmother being related to a member of Columbus’s crew.
When I began writing narrative-history, I didn’t plan to write the complete Irish-American Story, it just happened, or it will happen when later this year I add, The Revolutionary War Irish to the series.