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INTRODUCTION: Sooner or later everyone will stop off at Callaghan's, that out of the way place that we never intended to visit simply because, although we knew what we'd find there, we also didn't expect to find it. Callaghan's reminds me of the "botequim" next to the house where I was born, where the locals would gather for their evening "cope de vin' de cheire" and, as if they were all Gibbons, or Einsteins, would talk of the world around them which, ironically, was the only world they knew, but to which they could give great values, none of which greater than what they had experienced that day. Many years later I encountered similar people in Ireland and, as luck would have it, recorded some of their stories which I hope this section will keep alive for a long time after the storytellers and I are gone. If they sound familiar to other stories, or if they stereotype certain people, well, in a way we're all stereotypes with very little that's original about us.. Read the stories following the links below HONOR AT CALLAGHAN'S THE FIFTY-POUND DEPOSIT THE PIGEON RACE THE ROAD TO MANRESA THE GIRL IN THE PINK DRESS THE MAN ON SEAMUS' BUS RZEZINSKI's MOUNTAIN A CASE OF SEMANTICS |
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