Last St. Patrick's Day when I was berated for not having on enough green, I gave my usual: "My eyes are green and besides I am really Irish so I don't have to wear green."
The Chicago River on St. Patrick's Day
As soon as I said it (and I'd said it for decades) I realized I am not
really Irish. I am at best 1/4 Irish. No more Irish probably than friends named Holzclaw or Waldvogel.
Only 1/2 Irish....
And then there is the other side.
But if you are part McNally, part Valentine and part Daly--- being Irish trumps everything else.
It seems this Irish woman just rolled over any other nationalities.
We're Irish.
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