“Better pass boldly into that other world in the full glory of some passion, than fade and wither dismally with age.”
It seems wholly appropriate to start this adventure with a James Joyce quote that has lingered with me for more than two decades. It also feels appropriate that jumping in with both feet has left my pants, soaked to mid-shin, drying in the bathroom. The light rain that had greeted us as we left the hotel after class quickly turned into a steady downpour, prompting our little group to retreat earlier than we had planned. It’s more than all right though, as it has given me time to reflect on last night’s adventure to Peadar O’Donnell’s Pub, just outside the city walls.
|Taidhge, Ron, and Michael|
When the lights in the bar flashed, abruptly alerting patrons to last call, I was sad to see the night come to an end. Talking with each of these men was a genuine pleasure and the perfect beginning to this class. In truth, jumping in with both feet felt more than shin deep.