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lundi 20 mai 2013

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A Little Piece of Ireland in Manhattan

The Irish Hunger Memorial is a one half acre plot of land nestled among Manhattan skyscrapers in New York City. It is located at the corner of Vesey Street and North End Avenue in Manhattan.

The memorial features a ruined Famine era stone cottage dismantled in County Mayo, and reassembled in downtown New York, minus its modern tin roof. Stones, soil, and some 62 varieties of grasses and wildflowers from fallow potato fields were brought in from the west coast of Ireland for the memorial.

The cottage is from Carradoogan in the parish of Attymass in County Mayo. The cottage belonged to the Slack family but was deserted in the 1960s. The Slack family donated the cottage to the memorial in "memory of all the Slack family members of previous generations who emigrated to America and fared well there.

It is dedicated to raising awareness of the Great Irish Famine (1845-1852) that left one million Irish dead and another million and a half uprooted, sparking the first major wave of Irish emigration to the United States. Ireland's population fell by 20% - 25% in these seven years.

Construction of the memorial began in March 2001 and despite its proximity to the World Trade Center, the memorial was completed and dedicated on July 16th 2002.

Little Piece of Ireland in Manhattan

The Irish Hunger Memorial is a one half acre plot of land nestled among Manhattan skyscrapers in New York City. It is located at the corner of Vesey Street and North End Avenue in Manhattan.

The memorial features a ruined Famine era stone cottage dismantled in County Mayo, and reassembled in downtown New York, minus its modern tin roof. Stones, soil, and some 62 varieties of grasses and wildflowers from fallow potato fields were brought in from the west coast of Ireland for the memorial.

1 commentaire:

Tarteen a dit…: Émouvant !

Cette image m'évoque deux chansons, l'une de Jacques Dutronc, une autre de Nino Ferrer (La Maison près de la Fontaine"). Alors, à présent, je fredonne...accompagnée par les fées d'Irlande qui ont caressé ces pierres. Et dont le témoignage fait davantage chanter que pleurer.
Au final.; 21 mai 2013 à 16:47

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