3/16/15

Happy (Early) St. Patrick's Day!

Just because he'd been in the hospital for two weeks with a bent shillelagh did mean Ronald's mother Cora didn't get to visit him daily and bring him treats from home such as corned beef and cabbage and shepherd's pie.

In his years as a bus driver, Levon had seen plenty of crazy-ass goings on, but the route that led past The Blarney Stone Pub down on 81st Street seemed to include some really off-beat riders, especially in mid-March.

And so The O'Fallon String Quartet managed to get back upon its feet after that dangerously warped turn around McMillan Avenue, though Bertha, who was accompanying them on tambourine, did notice that a couple of her zils had been slightly dented during the fall...

Mr. Shea, down at Nicholl Savings & Loan, wanted to punctuate St. Patrick's Day with the wearin' o' the green as well as the sharin' of the green, so he had his tellers Bonnie, Marie and Sheila dress up and then instructed them to offer a $2.00 Thomas Jefferson bill to everyone opening a new checking account that day.

Maeve's mother was handy with a crochet needle, but in spite of all the lovely handmade items, her little legs did sometimes fail to keep entirely warm.

The serene portrait sitting that Colleen had intended turned ugly when a stray pine-sap-laden branch attached to her blouse her attempts to free herself from it caused her to not only get a run in her hose, but also to slide off the rickety rock wall and into a moist patch of muddy grass!