Happy St. Patrick’s Day 2020. I’m starting to set the table, making sure to add some pieces from my brother and my grandparents and folks, listening to favorite tunes, old and new, and ready for the Dropkick Murphys stream tonight (thanks to Joey’s post)
Also recalling fondly one night when we saw the Clancy brothers at a packed bar in New York and I realized for the first time just how Irish my father looked. Arriving late and scanning a sea of round faced men convincingly attired in customary monochrome sweaters, I think I may have waved to the wrong dad!
Good Morning Gloucester 