For the first time, I can feel what my grandfather felt 115 years ago when he left Ireland.

A sense of finality and loss.

A mixture of sadness and uncertainty.

Yet, a hope for the future.

In a sense, a Parallel in History, repeating.

September 23, 1904 – Departed – Ireland

September 30, 1904 – Arrived – Boston

Myles Coughlan fled a national famine in Ireland, arrived in Boston after a 7-Day transatlantic ship journey on the RMS Republic, and faced an uncertain future in America.

March 20, 2020 – Departed – Ireland

March 20, 2020 – Arrived – Boston

Noah Coughlan fled an advancing global pandemic in Ireland, arrived in Boston after a 7-Hour transatlantic plane flight on Aer Lingus, and faced an uncertain future in America.

The truth is I did not want to leave Ireland, and I’m sure neither did my grandfather Myles.

When world events take their own course, sometimes we just don’t get to choose.

Whatever happens next, I am happy that I honored Myles’ sacrifice and returned to his homeland to carve another Coughlan chapter into the centuries of Irish history.

I hope many years from now that my grandson experiences the Emerald Isle, as well as the American Dream.

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