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Friday, March 16, 2012

Happy St. Patrick's Day!


Are you wearin' the green?

I love the "non-holiday" holidays, like Valentine's Day and St. Patrick's Day.  Nobody gets the day off (unless you live in Boston and are walking in the parade), but there's so much fun to be had!  We got through Valentine's Day with a chocolate hangover, and now we must get through St. Paddy's Day with a green beer hangover.  Of course, I won't be worrying about that.  I will leave that for all the would-be Irish who love to lift a Guinness (or ten) or to tipple a wee bit o' Jameson's, Powers' or Connemara.  And of course, it must be tinted green...sort of like the color of your face the next morning.

But does anyone really know the origins of St. Patrick's Day, and does anyone really care?

Well, you are about to get the low-down, so prepare.  Lá Fhéile Pádraig (The Festival of Patrick) is a celebration of the feast of St. Patrick, who is the best known of the Celtic saints as told in stories and legends of Ireland.  St. Patrick is, of course, the most revered patron saint of Ireland.  Patrick was born in Roman Britain, and lived from 387 to 461 AD.  He was born to a wealthy Christian family, but at the age of sixteen, he was kidnapped by Irish raiders and taken captive to Ireland as a slave. According to his Confession, he was told by God in a dream to flee from captivity to the coast, where he would board a ship and return to Britain. Upon returning, he quickly joined the Church in Auxerre in Gaul and studied to be a priest.


In 432, he again said that he was called back to Ireland, though as a bishop, to convert the Irish from their polytheism. Irish folklore tells that one of his teaching methods included using the shamrock to explain the Christian doctrine of the Trinity to the Irish people. After nearly thirty years of evangelism, he died on 17 March 461, and according to tradition, was buried at Downpatrick. Although there were other more successful missions to Ireland from Rome, Patrick endured as the principal champion of Irish Christianity.


Okay...got all that?  So what started in the seventeenth century as a Christian holiday in commemoration of his death has become one of the biggest celebrations of "all this is Irish"...and everyone is invited to join the fun, whether ye've a drop o' Irish blood or no'.


Now, I have more than one drop of Irish blood in me...probably at least 10% of me is Irish.  Enough to qualify as a full-fledged member of the Irish contingent.  But I don't drink green beer.  Or brown beer.  Or any other color of beer.  And I only need to sniff the cork of a fine bottle of Irish Whiskey to topple off the damn bar stool and drool all over the floor.  But I still love wearing green crystal beads and pinching the assess of fine males who neglect to wear anything green.


I hate corned beef and cabbage with a passion, and won't touch green mashed potatoes...but I love making Irish pot roast with leeks and I love watching everyone else enjoy the day.


So what do you do to celebrate the day?  Come on...share...


Fran Lee
http://www.franleeromance.com





photo and info credits go to our favorite online encyclopedia...Wikipedia!


5 comments:

  1. Wonderful blog Fran! I loved it, thank you.
    Happy Saint Patrick's Day everyone!
    XXOO Kat

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  2. Happy St. Patrick's Day. Love to go to the Irish pub in town and people watch. Of course that's if I can get anywhere near it!

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  3. Thanks for dropping in today, ladies!

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  4. Great story, Fran! I'm a big fan of St. Patrick. I did wear green yesterday.

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  5. LOL! Thanks, sweetie! Hope all is going well for you.

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