If you are interested in seeing some of the scenes Frank McCourt described in Angela's Ashes then this is the place for you. The museum has recreated some of the rooms in which the poverty-stricken McCourts lived when Frank was a child. You also get to experience the classroom in which he learned and the dreary views out the window which he had to endure. There are pictures of his lovely mother and also of that horror of a father he had to endure. In addition, the st Vincent de Paul where his poor mother was treated like dirt is next door! The whole neighborhood will give you chills as you realize that Frank was telling the truth!
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