Photo of Maeve Brennan ©Yvonne Jerrold Maeve Brennan The most striking thing about our aunt Maeve when she used to visit us in Dublin, was her irrepressible sense of humour. Much has been written about the sad aspects of her life and death, but none of this was evident to me as a child.  I found her warm and funny and immensely attractive and entertaining. She had a lively and mischevious wit and often regaled us with hilarious stories about  people she knew in New York, but to us children and to my mother, her sister, she was unfailingly kind and generous. But then, Maeve was always generous to a fault.  It was a mistake to admire anything she owned because she would then insist on giving it to you, on the grounds that things should belong to the people who would love and care for them.
Maeve's writing: The Long-winded Lady:  articles from the New Yorker Magazine The Springs of Affection:  short stories The Rose Garden:  more short stories The Visitor:  a very short novel Links: 1974 Review of Christmas Eve: 13 Stories,  by Helen Rogan in Time Magazine Biography of Maeve by Angela Bourke:   Maeve Brennan: Homesick at the New Yorker Maeve on Wikipedia Back to Links page Back to Yvonne Jerrold's Homepage