At-A-Site Theater presents a Summer Project Celebrating Birthdays of Dead Writers: Frank McCourt, August 19 (Afternoon & Night reading)

 AUGUST 19, 2014

FRANK McCOURT (1930-2009)

Location: Downtown Asheville NC

from 4:00pm - 7:30pm

On the corner of North Lexington Ave & Walnut St map link
or Haywood St near Malaprops map link 
or the "Iron" sculpture at Wall St & Battery Park Ave   map link

from 9:00pm - 11:00pm

Near Jack of the Woods on Patton Ave map link

(Please note:  The Reader may occasionally need to move to an alternative site because of weather or other onsite circumstances)

Passersby are invited to chose from a menu of selections by this Brooklyn-born, Limerick-raised memoirist, whose book "Angela's Ashes" won the Pulitzer Prize for Literature in 1996. The selection will then be read to them.

More information about Frank McCourt can be found at Wikipedia, and you can also read his obituary in The New York Times. You can listen to an interview with his brother Malachy following Frank's death.

And here is a clip of Frank reading from "Angela's Ashes".




"The master says it's a glorious thing to die for the Faith and Dad says it's a glorious thing to die for Ireland and I wonder if there's anyone in the world who would like us to live. My brothers are dead and my sister is dead and I wonder if they died for Ireland or the Faith. Dad says they were too young to die for anything. Mam says it was disease and starvation and him never having a job. Dad says, Och, Angela, puts on his cap and goes for a long walk."

from "Angela's Ashes"




When I look back on my childhood I wonder how I survived at all. It was, of course, a miserable childhood: the happy childhood is hardly worth your while. Worse than the ordinary miserable childhood is the miserable Irish childhood, and worse yet is the miserable Irish Catholic childhood.  . . . nothing can compare with the Irish version: the poverty; the shiftless loquacious alcoholic father; the pious defeated mother moaning by the fire; pompous priests; bullying schoolmasters; the English and the terrible things they did to us for eight hundred long years. Above all -- we were wet.

from "Angela's Ashes"

“After a full belly all is poetry.”


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