Sure we’re comin’ up on St. Patrick’s Day, don’ cha know. Fresh buds are sheeting the landscapes with bright greens as if they too arrived for the Irish festivities.
My first son, Iain phoned me early this morning while drivin’ into Chicago for the first of the big parades this weekend. As we chatted, I envisioned he and his wife riding side-by-side, dressed in full celtic regailia.
Yeah, my son wears a skirt: a kilt, a sporran (or pouch), fly plaid (depending upon the weather), hose, garters, spats and depending upon the event they’re attending, either a Balmoral or a Glengarry headgear. An’ it’s proud I am of him – and all my family.
Iain and Meghan and Brother Brian are members of The Band of Brothers Pipes and Drums Corps. An annual tradition, they gather in Chicago with thousands of celebrants, for the Dyein’ of the Chicago River, The St. Patrick’s Day Parade and the Southside Irish St. Patrick’s Day Parade tomorrow.
Sure, an’ it’s a fine day, indeed!
“I have loved you even as the Father has loved me. Remain in my love.” John 15:9 (NLT)