Even as my father grew up in Boston, Massachusetts, signs told him: 'No Irish Need Apply.'
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
I'm Irish, I'm from New York, and I definitely have issues.
My dad is Irish. I spent my childhood going back and forth between Ireland and America.
I'm from an Irish Catholic family.
My father's parents were Irish. Only a year before my father died, he and I went back to Ireland for a week to look at the old homestead.
To marry the Irish is to look for poverty.
Being Irish is very much a part of who I am. I take it everywhere with me.
My father left Ireland because he did not want to muck horse manure for the rest of his life, and he wanted to come to New York.
I'm just a true Irish boy at heart.
I was raised Irish Catholic, but I don't consider myself Irish Catholic: I consider myself me, an American.
My parents were both first-generation Irish Catholics raised in Brooklyn.