And So It Goes
January, 1973
And So It GoesThe Taxi is on its way. In a few hours the Aer Lingus flight will be taking off from Belfast, heading for Shannon and then Chicago. This is the fourth time in less than a year I'll be saying goodbye to Northern Ireland. Only this time it's different. This time I'm determined not to come back. I like too many people here. I don't want to see them get hurt. I've written enough obituaries already.The situation continues to grow more absurd, more brutal, more hopeless. I keep thinking...