David Coakley Bio

Coakley

Coakley is a name of multiple origin in Ireland. Firstly it is the usual modern form of the fine old West Cork surname MacKeighley – Mac Caochlaoich in Irish – which still survives around Dunmanway and Bandon in the more Irish sounding form of Kehilly. This has in some cases almost inevitably been absorbed by [...]

Kenny and Jennifer Lewis

My sister Karen wrote the following about our cousin Kenny and his wife, Jennifer, whom we lost on 9/11/01. Dear Friends, As you all know, tomorrow marks the 10th Anniversary of 9/11.  There has been much about it in the news and many channels have had nightly shows regarding various aspects of that day.  While [...]

Non-stop action in the Coakley household

Notice how prepared to flee the scene I was in this pic? At the time I was 7 years of age and if I wasn’t being chased by my older brothers or their friends, I was chasing them trying to be a part of the local Kristin Lane street “gang” in Fairfax Virginia. It was [...]

A risk taker from the very start

As far back as I can remember I have enjoyed taking risks. That gleeful lil’ tike in this pic is me holding a card. Worst decision my mom ever made…. I suppose the lack of fear and my eagerness to take on risk that more sensible people would run from was inevitable as youngest of [...]

Born to run

This is a pic of me on my grandfather’s lap at his home in Farmville Virginia in August 1959. Grandpa Dowdy was my mother’s dad and although I don’t remember him well I do think of him when I’m in my garden working on the tomatoes that I learned to love down in Farmville behind [...]

First Snowfall of 2007 for Mia

My niece Mia, Moira and Greg’s 3 year old, is just thrilled to be playing in the first snowfall of the year up in Boston 2007. Life is good.

The site is born

The Coakley Boys (denis, me, jay) Starting a blog using my real name is like being born again! Well maybe not like that! Probably more like that little kid in the middle up above… just happy to be alive. No more hiding behind monikers, email addresses, or just plain out of site. Pretty scary actually. [...]