Old Green River

I like to think of St Patrick as the man who brought a new sense of cosmic order to the troubled souls of Ireland, not as the patron saint of drinking.

That being said, for St Patrick’s Day, I offer a reprise of last year’s posting: me and my dad singing “Old Green River” >>>

Also, over on Facebook, I posted an ancient party video from 1946 — oh what fun my parents, grandparents, aunts and uncles had!

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