She arrived at the shores of her last chance, after what the papers would eventually describe as a bumpy sea-ride and run.

The pier was lonely at the dock, her child, who she would never see again, lay lifeless back in Ireland as wretched memories misted New York Harbor.

(Photo: Edward Roads)

Written by Edward Roads

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