To be an Irish American is Often to be Haunted
Their stories are separated by decades. They are separated by geography and circumstance. One tale is of water, one tale is of earth. They are united through later generations. They are united because both of their stories are Irish.
A 13-year-old girl is in the belly of a steamship as it cuts its way through the Atlantic Ocean, the latest in a line of exploration stretching back to Phoenicians who sailed to claim sea creatures holding a precious purple dye. A 38-year-old man, the son of Irish immigrants, descends into the cold Pennsylvania earth to mine amid a swirl of choking grime and dust, looking for valuable anthracite coal.