Ten-year-old Eileen came down first thing in the morning with her dolls all ready for St. Patrick's Day. When I was growing up (and long after I became an adult), my mother always taught that you were never to leave the house on St. Patrick's Day without wearing green.
The highlight of our day was a Traditional Latin Mass at St. Agnes Cathedral (the center of our diocese). Patrick (far left) served, along with many of our friends. I managed to get a photo of some of the kids outside the Cathedral after Mass. I think my mother would have approved of the Green on the Gunthers.
A very dear friend surprised me with a basket of green, white and gold flowers after Mass. They look lovely at the feet of Our Lady of Knock.
Another gave me a book of Irish Fairy Tales by my father's favorite poet, William Butler Yeats.
We came home to a dinner of Shepherd's Pie, Irish Soda Bread and Shamrock Shakes. It'll be Corned Beef and Cabbage tomorrow at Pop's!