Sunday, October 11, 2015

Familiar Strangers

    I knew every stranger in the room, even though I’d never set eyes on them before. Sound contradictory?
    A photo assignment led me to an Irish American dance hall. It was located near Boston.
    Visiting the hall was like going back to my youth. Everyone there reminded me of an aunt or uncle on my father’s side of the family. Those relations, like the dancers, were Irish in heritage.
    I felt a kinship with every stranger in the dance hall. I knew their values and I shared their values. Catholicism was a big part of it.
    It is my belief that most folks, given the choice, prefer living among people who share their heritage and values.

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