Hi Carla,
Thanks so much for the Background & History on one of my Favorite Holidays.
A couple of cute stories:
Once knew an Irish Lad, name of McAlister. One Saturday night, he went in to a local Pub and ordered three pints. When the bartender asked him why he wanted three, McAlister explained: "I've got two Brothers, one in America and one in Australia. Every Saturday night, we go to our respective Pubs, order three pints, and drink with each other. Right now, they're sipping three pints too." McAlister continued this tradition for several months, until one Saturday night, he only ordered two pints. "Sweet goodness," said the bartender, "did one of your Brothers die." No, me Brothers are fine," said McAlister, "It's just that I quit drinking."
Then was the time that Paddy died.
His Grief-stricken Widow went into the local newspaper to place his Obituary. The Newsman said that the cost was $1 per word. "But I only have $2," said Mrs. Paddy. "Just print, 'Paddy died'". The Newsman decided that old Paddy deserved more. He gave her three extra words at no charge. "A kind man you are," said Mrs. Paddy. "Print me husband's Obituary this way: 'Paddy died. Boat for sale.'"
May the Joy of the Irish Spirit breathe some much-needed Levity into an often Crabby World, and if you happen to share these with someone, remember that I'm smiling right along with you, at least in Spirit.
God Bless You,
Phil
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