A toast to St. Cyril and a wee bit of blarney

In a misguided effort to stump my sister in-law, elderly Mr. Callahan stopped her at the door of their Manhattan apartment building on March 18 several years ago. "Guess what today is?" he asked. Having just received the annual reminder phone call from her fun-loving father, Nancy didn’t hesitate. "St. Cyril day," she said, "Of [...]