Yesterday I hung out for a little while with an Irish blessing. At 92-years old, she jigs a little slower than she did when she was knee-deep in children and baking cookies for the neighborhood. But, her words fly as fast and witty as they did when she was the 16-year old Maypole Queen of [...]
Subtly dressed as the Irish flag, our 85-year old neighbor Connie invited us to her house last weekend to eat pizza and shake shamrocks on her super fantastic molasses cookies. "I'm Catholic, I'm Irish and I'm senile," she announced cheerfully as we ducked under the large St. Patrick's Day banner that hung outside her door. [...]