Everyone seemed to get into the act on St. Paddy's Day yesterday. Since Saint Paul goes a bit crazy on this day every year, I had intended to go downtown to watch the annual parade. Realizing that revelers would be out in full-force on a 70 degree March day, I decided that discretion would be the better part of valor. I felt certain that not only would the temperature break records, but the consumption of alcohol would be at an all-time high for this particular St. Patrick's Day in Minnnesota. Watching the parade on local television at home didn't yield any award-breaking photos, but it was a lot more comfort!able. Ah, but the memories of years' past... marching with my children behind the Kilbane and Keenan banners was always lots of fun, especially when we got on television!
