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Yahoo
16-07-2025
- Entertainment
- Yahoo
Al Was The Unluckiest Man I've Ever Known. Or Was He?
Alfred Nobel created the Nobel Prize near the end of his life as a public relations move. He had invented dynamite for mining and construction and did so with good intentions. Unfortunately, people used it as a weapon, killing thousands, and earning him the label, 'The Merchant of Death'. There was Alfred Binet, who invented the IQ test, with the intention of classifying children who need assistance. His test unintentionally fueled the eugenics movement and was a key tool for discrimination. There was Alfred Vanderbilt, who was one of the world's wealthiest young men and most eligible bachelor. He narrowly avoided boarding the Titanic, canceling his trip at the last moment. Unfortunately, three years later, he boarded the Lusitania, which was sunk by German U-boats. And then there was my friend, Al. Al was a fellow swimmer. He was 6'3", easygoing, and per my female friend 'handsome enough'. He had a good sense of humor and straw-like brown hair that was ravaged by chlorine. Al squeaked through high school and landed an athletic scholarship to our university. His father was a volatile alcoholic, the type who sings karaoke and is everyone's best friend in the first hour of drinking, and a belligerent monster for the remaining six. I saw it first hand when he came to town for a swim meet, which he overslept and missed. Al invited me to dinner, which was a bit unusual for 'parent's weekend'. In hindsight, I suspect he didn't want to endure it alone. Sure enough, his dad showed up at Applebees at 6 PM and was already blitzed, full of stupid ideas, and making inane, brutally awkward attempts to flirt with our waitress. He was a walking meme, stopping just short of wearing a varsity jacket and bragging about his high school touchdowns. It was a long two-hour dinner. I walked through the parking lot, exhausted, and immediately knew why Al had never touched alcohol. Then I winced, remembering the scene of me holding a cup of beer up to his face, playfully saying, 'Just one sip … c'mon.' As we walked to the car, I asked, with a bit of hesitation, 'So is your mom…more…normal?' 'She was. Yes.' 'Was?' I instinctively asked, thinking she'd become an alcoholic too. 'She died when I was 9. Ovarian cancer.' I nodded and got quiet, realizing this ridiculously nice guy had probably endured a terrible childhood. I knew his sister had left home at 12 to live with his grandmother for reasons unnamed. Al noticed me looking bummed out and gave me a half smile, 'Hey. It is OK. I'm all good.' I suppose he didn't want my pity. He'd probably gotten enough of that already. One month later Our college swim team was doing a mixer party with the women's lacrosse team. It was fun — your typical party scene, with lots of laughing, talking, and loud music. It looked just like those American parties you've seen in movies. A few girls were walking around in lacrosse pads. One teammate was shamelessly walking around in a Speedo and goggles, with a beer bong poised at the ready. Eventually, the night turned south as it often does with so much drinking. A couple of the lacrosse girls' boyfriends had become jealous of this mixer. They showed up to start trouble, trying to push through the front door. There was a bunch of shouting. No fists were thrown thankfully. But a few girls began crying and fighting with their partners. It was a total vibe kill. We decided to get out of there before things got worse. Two of us left with Al around midnight, who was the DD as always. He dropped us both off that night and I thought nothing of it. The next morning, I got an ominous text, 'Did you hear about Al?' Al had been hit by a drunk driver on the way back to his house. He'd been T-boned at high speed on his driver-side door. He was in the hospital with a broken leg, collar bone, shoulder, and two broken ribs. He was alive. He'd walk fine. But his shoulder was never right again and his swimming career was over. I stopped by to see him and he looked like a shell of himself on the hospital bed. His eyes were sunken, hair disheveled, and hanging over his swollen face. We hung out and talked for a bit. He was out of it from the pain meds and fell asleep mid-conversation. I saw his dad at the hospital that day, sober for once. The good news is that life went on as normal. He eventually returned to class and hung out with us. But not without great cost to him. Al didn't have the prestigious accolades of history's famous Alfreds. In fact, his background was mostly the opposite: absent of wealth, stability, and the type of love a kid needs. He inherited and then endured great misfortune. There was a time when I thought Al was the most unlucky guy I'd ever met. I was sure he'd break at any moment. How couldn't he? Yet, he's gone on to be quite successful. He has kids and a loving wife. And despite all the hardship, he's always had a great attitude. He has lived in defiance of the groundwork for so much sorrow. I know many others, who are born into relative privilege and spared of major tragedies, myself included, who have struggled to appreciate their lives at times. My father-in-law is one of the happiest men I know, despite having a troubled and turbulent childhood. He's a big storyteller and relays everything interesting from his life. Yet he has a DMZ line drawn on his childhood. We know nothing. That's how bad it was. People forget that luck, good or bad, is all a construct. It isn't actually a proven thing — in the sense of a mystical universe choosing favorites among us. Luck is just probability playing out in real time. It's more accurately defined as how humans choose to describe their lives. It's also a decent proxy for how people frame their problems. For example, those who believe in good or bad luck tend to be more cynical and less happy. The name Alfred isn't intrinsically unlucky. I just looked up a bunch of Alfreds from history and cherry-picked those who'd had the most bad luck. It was a whimsical way of framing a narrative, just as people do with their own life stories. I've heard from many readers over the years, who had horrible childhoods and lives —going through unimaginable trauma and disappointment. Yet many have gone on to be quite happy. I've also heard from people with lives you'd give anything for. I've tended to downgrade my definition of problems as life has improved. It's another pesky byproduct of hedonic adaptation. Yesterday, I caught myself cursing up a storm while setting up a new soundbar. You'd have thought I just caught someone cheating on me. I'd lost sight of how first-world, and truly spoiled I sounded. It is in the quieter moments, when sleep is elusive that the mind can wander and wallow in misery and egregious mistakes. I am reminded that happiness and contentment require intent. Life is messy and complicated, and one cannot feel better simply by comparing themselves to those less fortunate. It takes more work. It is a sense of presence in the moment, gratitude, perspective, lifestyle, community, and purpose that I have found the most happiness, as my unlucky friend Al did. But he'll be the first to tell you how lucky he is. Solve the daily Crossword
Irish Independent
24-06-2025
- Irish Independent
Lucinda O'Sullivan's restaurant review: While lunch in Cobh needed refining, dinner in Garryvoe demonstrated excellence
Keeping it nautical, our critic took in a giant cruise ship and two meals in Co Cork 'Cobh is having a moment,' said my East Cork friend, Farmer Browne, as we drove past the fab five-star Fota Island Resort and Fota Wildlife Park, on over the bridge to the Great Island at the mouth of the River Lee, and past the restored Anglo-Norman tower of Belvelly Castle. An evocative place of tragedies and triumph, Cobh was formerly known as Queenstown, a significant garrison town, and the last port of call for the ill-fated Titanic in 1912. Today, the town is a destination for cruise ships and those on the trail of both the Titanic and the Lusitania, which was sunk by a German U-boat during WWI.
The Irish Sun
12-06-2025
- The Irish Sun
The Irish seaside town three hours from Dublin with superb playground, fantastic harbour, self-drive boats and RIB tours
TAKE a look at the Irish seaside town three hours from Dublin with superb playground, fantastic harbour, self-driving boats and RIB tours. Cobh is a charming seaside town nestled along the south coast in 5 Cobh is a stunning seaside town located in Co Cork Credit: Cobh Tourism 5 This stunning spot has everything you need for a staycation this summer Credit: Cobh Tourism 5 Visitors can go on boat tours, visit nearby islands or spot iconic landmarks Credit: Cobh Tourism Situated about 20 minutes from Home to around 13,000 residents, the seaside town is known for its rich history, colourful streets and breathtaking views over Cork Harbour. Cobh is built on a steep hillside that rises from the harbour's edge, and its deep waters make it popular with RIB tours and cruise ships - and there's even self- What's more, this harbour is one of the largest natural harbours in the world. READ MORE IN TRAVEL And this stunning seaside town is home to a fantastic playground - Clos Sugartha An Cobh. The spot has lots of amenities for Located by the waterfront near the Port of Cobh, the playground is the perfect spot to take in breathtaking views of the sea and passing boats. And Cobh's Tourism board said the town is becoming a favourite destination for multigenerational getaways. Most read in News Travel They recommend that visitors start their trip off by stopping at the Overlooking the very pier where passengers boarded the ship, the experience is one that is engaging for all ages. 'It's very important' - Ryanair's 'baggage sizers' warning to Irish passengers ahead of busy Easter break amid €75 fine And just a short walk away, the Cobh Heritage Centre tells the story of Irish emigration in vivid detail. Housed in a restored Victorian railway station, it features exhibits on the Titanic and Lusitania and Annie Moore — with interactive quizzes and a colouring zone for children. For The Marlogue Woods and the Harbour Walk has some of the town's most popular paths, both offer breathtaking views. Stretching from the promenade to the Titanic Memorial Garden, this stunning route goes by lots of key landmarks of the town - including St Colman's Cathedral. Visitors can also hop on a short ferry to Spike Island - a former prison that now welcomes visitors with guided tours and exhibitions that showcase its fascinating history. A TOWN STEEPED IN HISTORY Beyond its coastal beauty, Cobh is a town steeped in The town's story can be seen in its many heritage sites, along with local walking tours such as the Titanic Trail or the Cobh Rebel Walking Tour. For extended stays, Cobh offers a range of accommodation, including The Commodore Hotel, Bella Vista and the WatersEdge Hotel. Nearby attractions such as Fota Wildlife Park, Fota House and Gardens, and Barryscourt Castle are also must-visits when in the town. Don't miss out on your chance to visit this summer. 5 The town is home to one of the world's largest harbours Credit: Cobh Tourism 5 It features fantastic walking tours Credit: Cobh Tourism
Irish Independent
11-06-2025
- Irish Independent
Vibrant waterfront gem in Cork is tailor-made for family adventures this summer
With its iconic harbour location, playful streetscapes, and deep-rooted ties to emigration and maritime history, Cobh is a shared experience waiting to happen. As families increasingly seek meaningful ways to connect across age groups, this forward-thinking town offers the perfect setting — combining rich history, stunning scenery, and activities that speak to young explorers and seasoned holiday makers alike. With direct rail, bus, and road links to Cork city and beyond, it's as easy to reach as it is to fall in love with. Whether you're a grandparent interested in tales of the Titanic, a parent seeking quality time exploring the outdoors and museums, or a family looking to create fun memories, Cobh is a destination where generations can connect. Visitors can step into history at Titanic Experience Cobh, housed in the original White Star Line ticket office, overlooking the pier from where the final 123 passengers boarded tenders that ferried to bring them to the ill-fated ship. It's a powerful and immersive visit that captures the imagination of all ages. Alternatively tourists can visit Cobh Heritage Centre to explore Ireland's rich emigration story. The centre brings to life the poignant journeys of those who left Ireland through Cobh — once known as Queenstown — for new lives in America, Australia, Canada and beyond. Exhibits explore everything from the Titanic and Lusitania, Annie Moore to convict ships and Irish diaspora history with a pictorial quiz and colouring station to keep younger children busy. Then, set sail for Spike Island, a short ferry ride from Cobh and one of Europe's most captivating heritage sites. Part fortress, part prison, part wide open spaces — its story is delivered with energy and humour by expert guides and fun exhibits, making even the weightiest history accessible to young minds and engaging for adults. Back on dry land, tourists can take time to explore the picturesque town. Stroll to the Titanic Memorial Garden, stride up the hill to snap a multigenerational photo in front of the colourful houses of the Deck of Cards, and feel the sense of awe as you gaze up at and explore the lofty St. Colman's Cathedral. With cafés and restaurants offering hearty lunches and irresistible ice creams, there's something to satisfy every appetite. While Cobh makes a perfect day trip, it truly comes into its own when you stay a little longer. With welcoming accommodation options like The Commodore Hotel, Bella Vista Hotel, WatersEdge Hotel, and a host of self-catering stays and B&Bs there's no need to rush away. Gems like Fota Wildlife Park, Fota House and Gardens and Barryscourt Castle are always firm favourites with kids and grandparents alike. For outdoor enthusiasts, Marlogue woods will have you scanning the trees for Red Squirrels, Cuskinny offers a chance to paddle and swim, while the Titanic Trail and Cobh Rebel Walking Tours deliver engaging accessible explorations of the town's layered past. Cobh has great waterside walks, a stunning waterside park in the town centre, a superb playground, self-drive boats and RIB tours for an exhilarating trip around the harbour and beyond! For the older family members, the Midleton Distillery Experience is close by and has one of the highest rated whiskey and distillery tours in Ireland. You can swing into golf at Cobh Golf Club or Fota Island Resort or learn the ropes together on a family sail course. On days when cruise liners dock in Cobh a carnival buzz takes over: locals in period costume, live music and a general sense of celebration will only enhance a visit to Cobh. Cobh's magic lies not just in its attractions, but in its atmosphere — a town with a big heart and a strong sense of community, where families can reconnect, slow down and savour time together. For attractions, travel tips, and accommodation options, visit
The Herald Scotland
08-05-2025
- General
- The Herald Scotland
1,198 passengers and crew perished in a disaster that shocked world
The ship gently eased out untethered into the Hudson River as the passengers joyfully waved farewell to those on shore. Like all Scottish immigrants to America, James had come with great hope. In America he discovered and embraced abundant opportunities. Though he found what he sought, he never truly left Scotland. As he began this trans-Atlantic crossing at 36 years-old, images of loved ones and special places stirred within him. A German submarine torpedo struck the Lusitania (Image: © Time & Life Pictures/Getty Image) On May 7 in the early afternoon the Lusitania came to the southern coastline of Ireland about 12 miles away from Old Head of Kinsale. Excitement permeated through the ship as it prepared to edge around the coast up through St George Channel into the Irish Sea then to Liverpool. Passengers then heard a loud explosive pop followed seconds later by a second that rocked the ship and made it list. A German submarine torpedo had struck. In a matter of seconds, the joy of cruising across Ireland and moving toward the final stages of the journey shifted to terror and fear. The evacuation was chaotic as water rapidly filled the ship. Only 8 of the 22 wooden life boats made it into the water safely. James was one of the last to leave the ship. The images he saw in the water haunted him. One in particular was a man and his 18-month old infant child. James described how the man had got hold of a hatch cover and had lifted the child on to it. The man was desperately trying to balance the child while holding on for his own life. The waters then swallowed the two up and they were gone. The Glasgow built Lusitania dipped below the water's surface and passed down to the sea's bottom - its final resting place. In all 1,198 passengers and crew perished. Read more James Haldane was first reported dead, but survived. He was the only one to have seen both the birth of the Lusitania as a worker on the project at Clydebank and the death of it that tragic May day. The event so outraged James that upon his return to America, he enlisted in the Canadian Army to avenge and honour those lost. He pledged his life to fight for their memory. James was brave in his faithful commitment to that pledge. While on the front in France this courageous Scot was killed in action in August 1918. He is memorialised alongside many others at the Canadian National Vimy Memorial at Givenchy-en-Gohelle, France. There are many ways we might consider the story of the Lusitania and the ship's eventual demise during this time of remembrance. I choose to remember those who built it, sailed on it, and those innocents who tragically lost their lives that horrible day in May of 1915. I am also reminded as I pondered the story of James Haldane that each day is a precious gift. On certain days the current swings quickly from an unassuming calm to one of deep unrest – the wind shifts directions in an instant from joy to grief. Today I simply write this final sentence feeling gratitude for the day, the moments, and the remaining journey I have been granted alongside thoughtful and decent people. Ian Houston is a regular writer for the Herald. He has spent his career as an advocate for diplomacy, trade, poverty alleviation, and intercultural dialogue. He promotes commercial, educational, artistic, and charitable linkages between Scotland, UK, and the US. He is an Honorary Professor at the University of the West of Scotland. He is located in the Washington, DC area. His views are his own.
