My neighborhood and home

Meeting Niall and his father Peter was delightful. They took us into a building where a bunch of people were eating, drinking, and laughing. They looked happy and content. we followed them down a hallway into a room that says manager. A man opens the door and greets us. We sit down in chairs next to his desk. Thomas O'Malley his name is. A young man of 32, with black long curly hair and green eyes with a hint of gold or yellow around the iris. You would not think he was Irish first glance, but you would when you take a good look and listen to him.

Papers are given to us, we fill them out and give them back; ten minutes into our meeting with Thomas asks us to follow him. We did and ended up in an apartment place. He introduced us to his friend Mor Gulligan. she gives us a look up and down and tells Thomas that we could pay one dollar a week or three weeks...she is pretty lenient with her customers. Giving us a big smile she shows us our room and gives me the keys.

Apparently we live in an Irish Ghetto in Manhattan. the community was quite big. The streets were crowded, trash on the side of the roads; people on the sidewalk sitting, sleeping, crying, and praying...some times i would see 12 people living in one little room. It makes me want to cry when i see something like this. But we make do with what we have, and try to make it better.

The apartment that we lived in was all wood except for the walls...they were brick and there was only one bed. Three shelves and a mirror. A blanket and three pillows lie on top of the mattress. The room is cold, a window is all that provides light and air. A picture frame lies on the floor...apparently some one left a frame, but with no picture. they must not have wanted it. I guess i can use it for me and Ronan. Make the room seem more lively...just a little.

Ronan and I went out one evening and town and got to see moving pictures. It was so exciting! Ronan then dug into his jacket pocket and brought out a little box covered with silk. He opened it slowly and pulled out a ring. He then asked me to marry him, of course i said yes. Today we got married in town with everyone watching...people cheered and hollered. it was to be the most memorable day of my life...but now i must search for a job. Before Thomas had left me and Ronan he said to come to him if we needed any help. Now it is time to ask him him for it.