What do you get when you cross a chicken and a four-leaf clover?
The cluck O' the Irish, lad or lassy.
For us old people...
Without cards from relatives, I'd-a never have remembered that today is St. Pat's. Well, actually I didn't remember, but Rich did. This is a big day for the Barrett family and I'm guessing that there a good number of them currently marching along in the parade in downtown St. Paul.
I've often been sceptical of the Irish feelings** that people exhibit on this holy of all days (** strong urges to dress in green, eat green food, drink green things, sing loud and longing songs)...
But maybe it is in the blood, because Peter - without prompting or knowledge - dressed himself in St. Patrick's Day green.
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