Finally, at age 68, I met the love of my life! We’ve been together for almost 12 years and will have been happily married for 11 years this October when I’ll be 80 and she’ll be 65.
I often tell my First Maite, that although it would have been nice if we’d met earlier in life, I doubt she’d have liked, let alone fallen in love with, the man I was 40 or 50 years ago!
When I lived in Ireland, St. Patrick’s Day was pretty much an American Irish holiday. Corn beef & cabbage was a New England boiled dinner and only served in tourist hotels catering to the Yanks. Green beer was skunky and you definitely didn’t want to drink it!
My how the times have changed!
Oh, BTW … for all of you American Irish and those who think they are, the Irish shamrock is NOT a four-leaf clover!! It has THREE leaves and was used, according to legend, by St. Pádraic to teach the Irish Celts the meaning of the Holy Trinity. It traditionally became an icon of Irish Catholic resistance to their Protestant British overlords and for many years was forbidden by British law to be worn or displayed. It is not a “Lucky Charm” but a symbol of faith, sacrifice, and the fight against religious oppression.
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