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Happy Saint Patrick's Day
As I sit here typing I think about my celebrating St. Patrick's Day in the past.
In High School (grades 9 - 12) I couldn't march down 5th Avenue, NYC because I wasn't tall enough. The principal wouldn't allow any boys under 6 foot to march. So I got the day off school instead.
The one year I went to college in NYC I marched and then hung out in a bar the rest of the day.
Those were the good old days when you could drink in bars if you were 18 years old. We didn't worry about drunk driving because none of us had automobiles. We sang a lot in the streets. The Irish cops didn't bother us - luckily.
When I was living in San Francisco, a gentleman named "Conn Murphy"(could you get anymore Irish than that?) was Chief of Police. In an interview on TV he was asked "What would be the worst day for keeping the city safe?" He replied "St. Patrick's Day on a Friday with a full moon."
I went out one St. Patty's evening and the crowd at the local Irish Pub (in San Francisco) had overflowed into the street. I couldn't get anywhere near the bar tender. So I went back to my apartment and drank a few beers.
It sounds like I'm a drunk - well I was a civilized wino for a while. Recently I had to give up drinking Irish Whisky. It tasted great but I was losing too many memory brain cells. So, currently I drink Scotch and soda, and limit myself to two drinks. Such a sacrifice... Since leaving the west coast I haven't been as adventurous as I used to be - guess I'm maturing.
Anyway HAPPY SAINT PATRICK'S DAY
