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Racial Memory

Because the first time I went to Ireland, I felt at home, and it was familiar so much that my heart ached.

Going back to where I came from.

24 years ago I had the opportunity to do my junior year of high school at a sister school in Worcester, England. Bookending my time there I had a chance to visit Ireland, where I was pretty sure my ancestors came from (at the time there was a question about Wales, since my last nameContinue reading “Going back to where I came from.”