In the 1970s Alice Leahy left nursing to work and live in a Dublin homeless shelter. This is the story of her life and life choices, from an empowering childhood, with free run of a big house estate in Tipperary to her invaluable work with some of Ireland’s most marginalised people, at The Alice Leahy Trust, in Dublin.
Alice has always been an important voice in the debate around homelessness in Ireland. An insider with an outsider’s eye, this is the memoir of an untypical life from a radical humanitarian who has always believed that anything is possible.
The Stars Are Our Only Warmth tells powerful truths about Irish life and the people who taught Alice what it is to be alive in this world.
Oh I’m the first reviewer here. I was aware of Alice and her work before reading this book. Alice was a very successful nurse before she left it all to focus her strengths on the homeless people. She tells her story from beginning to end.
She’s incredibly admirable and I enjoyed learning how she changed people’s lives. But this book is heavy on the factual and for all the warmth I’m sure she has given to many the writing is quite cold prose. Alice often comments on how homeless people are private and reluctant to tell their story. At times I wanted Alice to tell the reader how she felt in reaction to what she encounters.
Not a work of art but she did open my mind a little.