Epiphany
by Russ Doherty

“This music is The Future of the Irish Culture.” 

As dozens of fiddle notes flood the room, that phrase leaps out of my mouth. The music grabs me by the throat. 
My wife, Therese, snorts, indicating her take on my epiphany. She tosses back her Irish whiskey and orange juice and says, “You always think your private insights are so important. That’s BS. This is nothing but the same folk music I danced to in high school.” Sinead, our daughter, keeps right on coloring with her newfound five-year-old friend, Caitlin.