Limerick’s Long Road to Making Peace with Frank McCourt
Revisiting Angela’s Ashes Limerick’s Long Road to Making Peace with Frank McCourt By Kieran Beville When Angela’s Ashes was published in 1996, few could have predicted that a memoir about a poor boy’s Limerick childhood would set off such an international sensation—nor that it would reopen wounds still tender beneath the city’s proud surface. The book won the Pulitzer Prize, sold millions of copies, and became a cultural touchstone. Yet here in Limerick, it was met as much with defensiveness as delight. Almost thirty years later, the anger has cooled. The Limerick of 2025 bears little resemblance to the grim tenements of McCourt’s 1930s memories. Cafés now stand where outside toilets once overflowed, and tourists snap photos of lanes once whispered about with embarrassment. But the question remains: what exactly was Angela’s Ashes telling us—and was Frank McCourt’s version of Limerick fair? A Story that Spoke the Unspeakable At its simplest, Angela’s Ashes is the sto...