St Patrick's Day

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When I was much younger (in college) I drank green beer on Saint Patrick's Day. On St. Pat's Day at P & G's in New Paltz in 1966 I met a man to whom I would later become engaged, and then break off the engagement three years later. Hard to believe that I'm remembering a day 43 years ago, telling stories about a man who is now dead.

On a brighter note, since I'm half Irish, I wish everyone a happy St. Pat's-cabbage but no corned beef for us vegetarians!

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