Having fled from Ireland’s desperate poverty, Minnie arrives in New York City alone, determined to make a life for herself. Menial jobs are all she can hope for, but her looks and intelligence help her survive. As age encroaches on her life, her true struggles begin. More
Minnie was not the name on her birth certificate, but the nickname stuck because there were too many Marys around the community -- mothers, sisters, aunts, cousins, in-laws, neighbors. She didn’t mind the name, as long as it wasn’t “Minnie the Moocher,” or “Minnie Mouse.” Then she’d get her Irish up.
At the turn of the century, Ireland’s birthrate was high and incomes were low. Minnie left for the New World to survive as best she could. Waitressing was her first job in New York City. Through menial jobs, she creates a life for herself, persevering through tragedy, heartbreak, and loss, which only strengthened her resolve.
Elderly now, Minnie is still as feisty as she used to be. Everyone thinks old ladies have money hidden away somewhere, but when thieves break down her door, intending to rob her of what little she has, she isn’t about to give up so easily.