Our house, when I was growing up, was always filled with the smells of a boiled dinner on March 17th and the scent of green carnations that we wore to school. I meant to post this on Monday the 17th but was on a plane heading home, then yesterday I forgot..... so to share a bit of Irish sentiment I offer a listen to an Irish classic......
... and may the wind be always at your back.
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