BACK IN PRINTA rollicking good read that as the Irish say would make a dead man laugh. Philadelphia InquirerMalachy McCourt was already famous as an actor saloonkeeper and latenight television personality when Angelas Ashes was published. Brother Franks book introduced the incorrigible indomitable young Malachy to a worldwide audience that was charmed and clamored for more.Franks book was a hard act to follow but Malachys delightful memoir which picked up where Angelas Ashes left off won critical acclaim and commercial success.Born in Brooklyn and raised in the lanes of Limerick Malachy returned to New York in 1952 at age 20. After stints in the Air Force and as a longshoreman he parlayed his gifts of gab and conviviality into an ownership position at Malachysthe first singles barlocated around the corner from the Barbizon Hotel for young women whose glamorous residents frequently repaired to Malachys for a tipple and flirt.Malachys madcap manic life ricocheted from higher highs to lower lows as he tried selling Bibles at the beach on Fire Island and smuggling gold in Zurich. He entertained a voracious public on the stage as a member of the Irish Players and was a semiregular on the Tonight Show with Jack Paar. In these years he was almost always drunk almost always chasing or being chased by women. His gifts for language and storytelling are so well honed that when you read A Monk Swimming Youll laugh uncontrollably . . . Youre in the grip of a master raconteur Houston Chronicle.Now the last of the McCourts of Limerick Malachy reflects on the tumultuous events of the twentyfive years since he wrote A MONK SWIMMING in his Afterword.Read it and weep they dont make lives like this anymore. The Irish Voice