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I was at the bank the other day and the customer service manager asked me if I was going to celebrate Saint Patrick's Day to which I replied "That depends on what happens".
It seems I was wearing my green shirt and looking mighty Irish in my old age.
So St Patricks Day, Saint Patricks Day, or St Patty's Day aka the Feast of Saint Patrick is a day for revelry in the best traditions of the Irish with their boisterousness and happy vocal imbibing celebrations.
Few of us know much about Saint Patrick, except that his feast is associated with the Irish, shamrocks and clover, the wearing of green, getting pinched, good luck, leprechauns, corned beef and cabbage which goes down each March 17th, that day Saint Patrick passed this earthly existence.
When I was a child I remember the school time observances of Saint Patrick's Day and getting pinched for failing to wear an item of green attire and it was all an annual game of hit and miss. Sometimes I anticipated the day. Other times I did not — and got pinched until later in life when it no longer mattered to everyone I was around.
It is said that the remains of Saint Patrick lay in repose beneath Down Cathedral in Downpatrick, County Down.
It is also a day famous for drinking Green Beer if you are so inclined.
There is a local celebration held across the river where they dye the fountain waters green, serve green beer, and party all day and into the night.
I am told that the observance having been cancelled two years straight because of the incompetent handling of COVID by an inept government meddling in something it neither knew about nor could handle with any modicum of elegance or appropriateness they are looking forward to making up for lost time.
Happy Saint Patricks Day to you.