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My ancestors originated from a small rural colony in Ireland's lush countryside.

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My grandmother, on my mother's side, lived and grew up in Boston. Her family, a completely Irish one, traces their American inhabitance to her great-grandmother. She was alone when she immigrated, a young woman in a new world, and worked to save up money to bring the rest of her family over. After an arduous time here in America, working in this industrial country, she finally scraped together enough to finance her family's travel, thus reinstating their presence here in the United States.

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Known for their rich culture and history, Ireland is estimated to be around 10,000 years old. Founded by Celts and even later influenced by vikings, this country's abundant history is still prevalent today through the language, Gaelic, traditions, and the culture surrounding it. The flag itself is representative of the nation's civil struggles, symbolically showing the conflict between the Catholic and Protestant religions. The green and orange, designed to represent the two, respectively. The white, located in the center, shows the much wanted peace between them.

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As for family traditions, my mother's side doesn't have much. Other than obvious holidays, we also get together every Labor Day for a family reunion. A large picnic is held, each member bringing food, and we spend the day playing different games and other outdoor activities.

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I am one of two children in my family, my younger brother being the other child. My mother is Molly Trostle, the daughter of Mary Alice and Kenneth Myers, and my father is Robert Trostle, son of Sandra and Robert Trostle. My mom, after divorcing, remarried. Kevin Gorman became my stepfather, and introduced a new step family, adding two step-siblings to my growing family tree.