Even though my father notoriously did not approve of St. Patrick’s Day, the commercialized version of it, I can’t help but think of him today.
Most days, my subway ride to work is not memorable, which probably is a good thing, the way the world is today. But today, I took time to notice all of the people who were wearing green, and it was definitely over half the car. People of all genders, races and creeds all uniting, members of the green team for a day.
Silly, maybe, but as the world seems to get more divided and contentious with each waking moment, I will appreciate unity wherever I can find it.
I also had to play a little Bing for my dad. This was one my dad used to sing to me as a child, and he could do a pretty darn good Bing Crosby imitation.
Hope Dad is smiling somewhere.