Thursday, March 17, 2011
I-Rish You a Happy St. Patrick's Day
My mother's father passed away about three weeks before I was born. I've known this my entire life, but it's really been the last few years that I think I've begun to understand how difficult that time must have been for my mother and her family. Having children of your own makes you think of things differently, I suppose.
The one thing everyone says about my Grandfather is how kind he was. He loved people and people loved him. He had people, to whom he had sold cars decades before, attending his funeral. They said, I saw his name in the obituaries and I had to come pay my respects. Hugh Reddy was a gentleman. I like to think that Charlotte's incredible good-natured (is that a word?) personality comes from her great-grandfather.
The other legendary trait my grandfather held was his love of all things Irish. Our family likes to say we're 20% Irish by birth, 80% Irish by heart.
On this St. Patrick's Day, Charlotte celebrates the man who gave her a direct link to the Luck o' the Irish.
A link, which, I might add, she has used, many, many, times.
Happy St. Patrick's Day to you, Papa Reddy. I know you are celebrating.
Written for you by Amanda K at 14:24