Everyone’s Irish on St. Paddy’s Day, but what about the rest of the year?
I’ve been told since approximately the day of my birth that my “best half” is Irish. My mom’s family? About as Irish and Catholic as they come. My Dad’s side, though, is motley mixture of God’s green Europe. Though I lucked out enough to get the red hair and green eyes, my last name is generic enough to not warrant any note tomorrow.
But I will always consider myself Irish 365 days a year, and this song will always make me smile. Sing it, Bing.
“When Irish Eyes are Smiling” / Bing Crosby
the sloppy copy 