It's said that St. Patrick is a patron saint of Ireland. A huge portion of the world has always celebrated this day with the Irish. When I was a child if we didn't wear green the boys would pinch us in elementary school. By the time I reached Junior High, the boys would try to kiss us.
(There is always room for change as time goes on).
Wearing of the green, parades, shamrock races, cabbage and corned beef and green Guinness at our local pubs, isn't that's what it's all about? Apparently, not. We celebrate St. Patrick and all he strived for on March seventeenth. The Irish celebrated the day when he left for the great beyond.
At the age of sixteen Maewyn, a Brit, was kidnapped by the Celtics and basically put into slavery as a herder for six years until he escaped. He decided to study religion abroad. He changed his name to Patriius, and Irish history says he became a spiritual man with visions.
At the age of sixty, once again he changed his name to Patrick and returned to Ireland. He had a unique and gentle way about him and was able to convert the Irish from paganism. Down through the centuries we're told that he was able to scare the snakes out of Ireland. Although it's reported that this took place during the ice age. So, were there really snakes in Ireland?
No matter, let's dye our hair, wear green and drink ale of the same color. If not celebrating for these reasons, then celebrate with my husband and me on March seventeenth, because it's our twenty ninth wedding anniversary. And that's no fairytale.
Jeanette Cheezum 2008
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In Boston we celebrate BIG! Course, a lot of Irish emigrated to Boston and New York. No wonder we all talk funny here.
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