Yes, it's finally here. The bummer is, that it isn't a recognized holiday off work..........but anyway, it occurs this year following mid-week, and just prior to TGIF..........
It's kind of a fun holiday none the less, and everyone has the Irish welcome this day.
A day to celebrate the traditions of the Irish, or maybe just an excuse to get drunk. Hey, wait a minute. That is a stereotype!! Lot's of Irish people don't drink at all.
Let's face it, if anyone reading this article intends to drink, please, please..............walk home if it is safe, take a cab if it is not, have a designated driver, or take the bus or train depending on where you live. DON'T RISK IT, EVER.
Then, there are the parades. They are kind of fun, but you may have to get out in some snow or chilly weather to endure them this year. Spring is on it's way, but hasn't quite arrived for the majority of us.
There is looking at the River in Chicago turned green..............and I wonder if President Obama (who is Irish as well) will turn any of the water overlooking our nation's Capitol green? Like he and Mrs. Obama did last year?
If you happen to be in Dublin this year, then you could take a peek at the ancient Book of Kells, which is on display, one page per day.
You could attend the Church of your choosing and contemplate and pray.
Read up on the Life of Saint Patrick, born in Wales and sold into slavery. Learn more all about that.
You could plant some shamrocks with your children and see if they grow.
Or, you could stay home, collapse after a long day, and watch the television.
It's a sad time, and we are most of us tuned in to the terrible crisis of our Japanese brothers and sisters. May God have mercy. They teach us how to give, and how not to give up. They are extraordinary. They embody the spirit of "The Celts". A tough people who have survived multiple invasions, terrible poverty, burning of their homes by foreign landlords, sailing out of Cobh harbour on the "coffin ships". Piled one upon another, they died trying to escape to America. During the potato famine, nearly all of Ireland was wiped out. Their crop failed, and they starved to death.
So, why is it that the pubs in Ireland are full of song? Why are there leprechauns like in "Darby O'Gill and the Little People"? Why are there so many sad and lonely ballads sung, followed by singing and dancing and making merry?
Because the Irish have chosen to be survivors rather than victims.
Their little Island has never been sufficient in the economic sense. So, they have moved on. They are all over the world.
Today, the world is Irish. Happy St Paddy's Day to you. Celebrate responsibly, if at all possible. Bow your head and pray for Japan. Give generously to the Red Cross and other International relief organizations.
This year may signal a sobering St Patrick's Day. The Irish flow with the times. They always have, come what may.