by Angela Patten | Jun 30, 2013
When we were kids growing up in Ireland, my mother told us that she had once gone out with a fellow who was an artist. “Why didn’t you marry him, Mammy?” we asked her. “Then we’d all be artists.” My father, who was none too pleased, left the house in a huff. My mother...
by Angela Patten | Apr 8, 2013
“My only regret is that I wasn’t born somebody else.” Woody Allen ...
