I had gotten back from a road trip and was going over some old issues of Newsday when I spotted his obituary. It sent me spinning back a bunch of years and the memories had me smiling.
John Broderick lived in Hicksville, N.Y., the town where I grew up, but he got there by way of Duagh, in County Kerry. He spoke English like a gentleman, but the Irish lay thick across each of his words. He was 78 when he passed and I’m sorry that we had lost touch.