One of my great-grandmothers was named Mary Berry. My memory is that she was short and smoked a clay pipe.
I wouldn't say we had a strong relationship.
Mary's parents were born in County Westmeath. Dissatisfied with Ireland, they moved to Scotland for work. Mary was born in Scotland, and, dissatisfied, she moved to Iowa as a teenager. She was followed by her parents. By the time I met Mary, she was living in Compton, California, with her husband, Sylvester Streeter Strickland, a descendent of Captain Streeter of Chicago infamy. (Look him up.)
When FDR ended prohibition, Mary entered a bar in Compton and drank her first beer.
Moral: No one has to live in Westmeath--it's a choice.
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