When I was growing up in the Irish-heavy north Greenwich Village of the 1960s most of my pals wanted to be Mickey Mantle or Willie Mays. I was different. I wanted to be Liam Clancy. God bless, Liam. We miss you.
"What I consider to be the most enjoyably interesting pub in all Ireland. If you have never been there on an Irish holiday make it your business to savor its charms and quirks next time. You will not be sorry you did so."
In the build-up to the election, as I walked or drove through those streets with their many Trump signs, I knew there was an urban white ethnic Trump vote. The Irish still make up a healthy chunk of that.