Manuscripts/Mixed Material [Something Better for my Boy]
“Stonecutters like sports, excitement, something doing. They like to bowl, shoot pool, gamble, everything like that. They've got real blood in their veins and muscles in their bodies... But most of them are good family men, and generous hearted fellows, too generous sometimes.
“I'm an Irishman. My wife says I got the map of Ireland on my face, and I guess she's right. I married an Italian girl here. My folks came over from Ireland; some place outside of Dublin. They stopped in New York. One of my brothers is a cop down there now. He liked New York and stayed there, but the rest of us wanted to get away. My father was a stone mason. He took us to Boston and he worked in the [Quincy?] stonesheds awhile. I was still just a kid. When we left Ireland I was a baby. My folks had some hard times there, and my father never spoke of Ireland. But my mother was always talking about the blue mountains and the lakes, and she never stopped loving it. She was always singing Irish songs around the house. She died in Quincy.
“My other brother and I learnt the stone-cutting trade there, and then my brother went to Maine to work. My father and I came up to Barre. He had friends here, and here he worked until he died.
“That must've been twenty years ago anyway. I've been working here ever since. In our shed we've got all kinds of