Saturday of the St Patrick’s Day parade in NYC 2019 edition
They decided for many reasons this year to hold the Saint Patrick’s Day parade in NYC on Saturday rather than Sunday.
Our local parade is slated for tomorrow and I expect will be well attended since it usual is. I am very glad that we have back roads that only the locals use because you will take out an axle with the potholes unless you know how to drive it.
The LIRR declared no open containers of alcohol on the trains from 5 pm Friday until Monday morning. Not that people won’t sneak their booze, but they might be a little more discrete about it.
It is amazing to me how many people of Irish heritage come out of the woodwork for this holiday.
Also I still do not understand the green bagels and green beer this time of year. Neither looks appetizing. The bagels look moldy to me.
I do plan to go to my favorite Irish pub and have a pint and some food. They always have good music and the like on St. Paddy’s Day.
But that’s about it. I have no real need to be part of the crowd watching the parade. I have been in NYC during the parade and it took me forty minutes to cross a street. Also didn’t like all the beer that was sloshing around the streets.
Instead I will celebrate the Saint’s feast day that my youngest brother is named after.
There was a time in this country where I live that being Irish meant that housing and jobs were hard to find. “No Irish need apply” was the sign in the window. The Irish were drunks and lazy. They were Catholic and were going to have so many children that the Catholic Church would take over the United States (I read this in an op-ed piece in the Atlanta paper when I was going through microfiche for a paper I was writing in college.) They are stupid, ignorant, and a burden on society.
The parade was a way to show pride in their heritage or that is how it started out. Now it is so much of a tradition like the Macy’s Thanksgiving parade and the Puerto Rican Parade along with the Pride parade, which will be celebrating 50 years this year.
I am proud of my Irish heritage just as I am proud of my Polish heritage. I guess I just don’t need a day to be Irish.
I am grateful to my ancestors without whom I would not be here.
Our local parade is slated for tomorrow and I expect will be well attended since it usual is. I am very glad that we have back roads that only the locals use because you will take out an axle with the potholes unless you know how to drive it.
The LIRR declared no open containers of alcohol on the trains from 5 pm Friday until Monday morning. Not that people won’t sneak their booze, but they might be a little more discrete about it.
It is amazing to me how many people of Irish heritage come out of the woodwork for this holiday.
Also I still do not understand the green bagels and green beer this time of year. Neither looks appetizing. The bagels look moldy to me.
I do plan to go to my favorite Irish pub and have a pint and some food. They always have good music and the like on St. Paddy’s Day.
But that’s about it. I have no real need to be part of the crowd watching the parade. I have been in NYC during the parade and it took me forty minutes to cross a street. Also didn’t like all the beer that was sloshing around the streets.
Instead I will celebrate the Saint’s feast day that my youngest brother is named after.
There was a time in this country where I live that being Irish meant that housing and jobs were hard to find. “No Irish need apply” was the sign in the window. The Irish were drunks and lazy. They were Catholic and were going to have so many children that the Catholic Church would take over the United States (I read this in an op-ed piece in the Atlanta paper when I was going through microfiche for a paper I was writing in college.) They are stupid, ignorant, and a burden on society.
The parade was a way to show pride in their heritage or that is how it started out. Now it is so much of a tradition like the Macy’s Thanksgiving parade and the Puerto Rican Parade along with the Pride parade, which will be celebrating 50 years this year.
I am proud of my Irish heritage just as I am proud of my Polish heritage. I guess I just don’t need a day to be Irish.
I am grateful to my ancestors without whom I would not be here.