Sorting truth from contradictions of Adams may take generations
My mother was a great fan of Gerry Adams. Me, not so much. My mother admired his writing and his politics, and used to send him letters telling him so. (To which, by the way, he always replied courteously.)
I could never reconcile the man committed to peace with the man who carried Thomas Begley’s coffin.
Revoiced
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