Friday, March 17, 2017

Erin Go Bragh

If the Montana thing had panned out, it would have meant that on March 17 I would actually have to make a point of wearing green. The town in question, Great Falls, is -- like my mother's hometown in a different part of Montana -- a much more predominantly Catholic place than here in subtropical west Georgia, and in Mom's hometown at least that's due in no small part to a sizable Irish population.

Here, St. Patrick's Day passes all but unnoticed in daily life. Great Falls may not stage a parade, but a man with a "Mc" surname there would likely get the side-eye if he's completely bereft of green.

I think.

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