To take pride in the Irish is the same as taking pride in America. Our closest brother to the East, Ireland has weathered too many storms and always came out grinning. From well before the time of the mass exodeus during the Great famine the Irish have been coming here not just for mere refuge or shelter, but as builders and law-makers. St. Patrick though the patron saint of Ireland his day is more a celebration of the relationship between these two great empires. Yes Ireland is an empire in so much as its roots and its contribution run so very deep in the Worlds pysche that to call it anything less is to do a great diservice to all nations.
I look forward today to drowning deep in my Irish blood, to look backward in wonder at such an epic history and again look forward at the glorious future and its people who through the most dire of all tests came back and asked for a second and third and maybe a shot on the side.
God in all his greatness chosen to create the Irish, the Irish in all their wisdom let him. Wishing all the Lovers of the Green a mad and beautiful day the rest can go to hell. Happy St. Patricks and long live the Irish.
Póg ma thoin
Sean Robert Cornelius O'Connor
One of my Heroes Michael Collins
One of my Heroes Michael Collins
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