Parents, the impact of your words on your children shape who they will become. Much respect for Patrick’s momma, a wise woman.
Some circumstances are inescapable. But they don’t matter nearly as much as your reaction to them. Patrick inherited his momma’s strength, the kind that matters.
I love Patrick's philosophy on choosing your own personality. About 10 years old I decided to change from being like my dad with a quick temper and crabby to everyone to being kind and looking for the positive in everything. My mother's family was so kind, gentle and loving. What a difference my life has been compared to where it was headed. It has to do with the faith in God that my Grandparents lived their lives guided by. Thank you, Sean, for your daily words of encouragement and reminder of what a wonderful country we live in. :)
Heartwarming and funny all in one. Nice work, Sean.
My Mom came from British roots. My Dad did also after a pilgrimage from Dutch origins, both families settling in the southern US 3 or 4 generations earlier and happily finding themselves on the administration building steps on the first day of college where sparks immediately flew. To my knowledge, there are no Irish (or Scots) roots. To my good sweet Mom, they were “other.” I never tried to discuss this with Mom - what she said was as good as Gospel. Those folks were not good or certainly not bad, they were just “other.” The fiddle dee dee on March 17th was a source of amusement, but of no particular import to our family. A good friend of my good sweet Mom was born and raised in Plymouth, moving to London at the end of WWII for work. There she met and fell in love with a GI whereupon she moved with her new husband to the US. She made her children wear orange to school on the day. 😳🫣
I loved the end of your column - Vinny? How funny and thought provoking - a “what goes around, comes around” theme? No, a funny coincidence, shaped around meeting a new friend celebrating St. Patrick’s Day. Nice. 🤗
For love of St Patrick….this was GREAT!! “You can do anything if you love someone enough.” INDEED!!! Left us with a laugh…..thanks! May the road rise up always to greet you with the next great column!
I'm a beer fan. I'm a fan of your Gaelic first name....tell your mother for me, please. I'm also a fan of the way you do whatever you want with your columns. So far, what you've wanted and written has worked for me. And just now, I'm wondering how you and Vinny got on for the rest of the evening there at the bar. I would've loved being there with you guys!!
Pone, I too come from a Scotch Irish lineage. My Maw and Paw never referred to us as being "Gaelic" so you're teachin me something. Old Patrick sounds like he has learned how to make the most out of life- like the old cigarette ads said when I was a kid- "It ain't how long you make it, it's how you make it long!" One question though, I didn't know that PBR come in Green! That stuff don't dye yor beard, does it? Keep em comin Bro!
Parents, the impact of your words on your children shape who they will become. Much respect for Patrick’s momma, a wise woman.
Some circumstances are inescapable. But they don’t matter nearly as much as your reaction to them. Patrick inherited his momma’s strength, the kind that matters.
I love Patrick's philosophy on choosing your own personality. About 10 years old I decided to change from being like my dad with a quick temper and crabby to everyone to being kind and looking for the positive in everything. My mother's family was so kind, gentle and loving. What a difference my life has been compared to where it was headed. It has to do with the faith in God that my Grandparents lived their lives guided by. Thank you, Sean, for your daily words of encouragement and reminder of what a wonderful country we live in. :)
This one helped the healing (in process) of my heart. Thanks again.
My parents were married on St. Patrick's Day, 1928. They visited Ireland in the 1980's but Dad was not a drinker so the Guinness was safe.
Heartwarming and funny all in one. Nice work, Sean.
My Mom came from British roots. My Dad did also after a pilgrimage from Dutch origins, both families settling in the southern US 3 or 4 generations earlier and happily finding themselves on the administration building steps on the first day of college where sparks immediately flew. To my knowledge, there are no Irish (or Scots) roots. To my good sweet Mom, they were “other.” I never tried to discuss this with Mom - what she said was as good as Gospel. Those folks were not good or certainly not bad, they were just “other.” The fiddle dee dee on March 17th was a source of amusement, but of no particular import to our family. A good friend of my good sweet Mom was born and raised in Plymouth, moving to London at the end of WWII for work. There she met and fell in love with a GI whereupon she moved with her new husband to the US. She made her children wear orange to school on the day. 😳🫣
I loved the end of your column - Vinny? How funny and thought provoking - a “what goes around, comes around” theme? No, a funny coincidence, shaped around meeting a new friend celebrating St. Patrick’s Day. Nice. 🤗
Great story that made me cackle at the end.
Thanks for the sweet story, Sean. Also, I loved the funny ending. Watch out for those Vinnies.
♥️ I look forward to reading your column every morning, while enjoying my coffee. Thank you.
That's a good story Sean. Don't you believe that God puts people in our life path. Its up to us to take advantage of the opportunity.
Not sure you can make Guinness green…..ha!
You never fail to make this older Irish+ woman LHAO and GTS. Thank you.
LHAO = laugh her ass off
GTS = get the sniffles
For love of St Patrick….this was GREAT!! “You can do anything if you love someone enough.” INDEED!!! Left us with a laugh…..thanks! May the road rise up always to greet you with the next great column!
I'm a beer fan. I'm a fan of your Gaelic first name....tell your mother for me, please. I'm also a fan of the way you do whatever you want with your columns. So far, what you've wanted and written has worked for me. And just now, I'm wondering how you and Vinny got on for the rest of the evening there at the bar. I would've loved being there with you guys!!
One more thing we have in common… I am Scots Irish too - on both Mother & Father’s side with a little German thrown in somewhere along the way…
Attended my first St Patrick’s Day parade yesterday in Savannah. An awesome event! Highly recommend!
Pone, I too come from a Scotch Irish lineage. My Maw and Paw never referred to us as being "Gaelic" so you're teachin me something. Old Patrick sounds like he has learned how to make the most out of life- like the old cigarette ads said when I was a kid- "It ain't how long you make it, it's how you make it long!" One question though, I didn't know that PBR come in Green! That stuff don't dye yor beard, does it? Keep em comin Bro!
Yor friend,
Pubert
Great, heartwarming story with a funny, “you got me” ending. 🤣 My father’s paternal & maternal lineage makes me a proud Scot. ❤️