Peat--like burning dirt, only stinkier. I can't even imagine how miserable it must have been to cut decayed plant matter out of a bog, let it dry for several months, and then burn it in the same room that houses you, your ten kids, and your farm animals. Ugh.
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Uncle says, Maybe some reasons your Casey ancestors left Ireland?
And thanks for the birthday shout outs.
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