My little book won't have the honorable Mr. Frank McCourt looking over his shoulder on the way to the bank, but I hope it will find it's own little nitch in the history of Manhattan's Irish immigrants.
They say, "One picture is worth a thousand words." This picture inspired 60,000 for me.
Look into the eyes of these children. SADIE is their story, and a tale of the building of Manhattan. Discover what it was like in their day to be raised in the belly of the beast called poverty. For these children, and all the children who came before them, Hell's Kitchen, Chelsea, and the Tenderloin districts were their playground.
Join Anna, my mom who is sitting on the step holding her little brother Ralph's hand, and their sister, Regina, standing behind them in the doorway and looking so soulfully at us with those big expressive eyes. As for the man, well, who knows who he is. Maybe he's just a man who came in and out of their lives-- as other men had done before.
Oops! Big boo-boo! The Woolworth Building mentioned in Sadie has the wrong location! Duh! It's not a misprint, I put the wrong addy there myself ! Sorry. The Woolworth Building is on Broadway downtown between Park Place and Barclay Street---for those of you as unfamiliar with Manhattan as I seem to be. If you see any others errors, let me know and I'll send you an email of apology for that, too, cause we authors do take great pride in our work...
Free Sadie e-book....
If you'd like to read Sadie, go to the navigation bar and click on Sadie, free download, honest. The link for the e-book is there, no strings attached. Look, I wrote Sadie to share my family's story with others, so...
My little book won't have the honorable Mr. Frank McCourt looking over his shoulder on the way to the bank, but I hope it will find it's own little nitch in the history of Manhattan's Irish immigrants. 
If you see any others errors, let me know and I'll send you an email of apology for that, too, cause we authors do take great pride in our work...
