Thinking of the Blood

Thinking of the Blood March 17, 2012

Ah the time of green beer…

I really don’t know what to think of this holiday. I’m very much shaped by the fact my ancestors mostly come from the emerald Isle, from the lower classes with all the confusions that can bring. So, for instance, I’ve learned thanks to modern science and a distant relative who put the dots together, my genetic ancestors come from the manor, while my genealogical ancestors are the peasants who lived in the neighborhood…

Ireland.

Some sort of home.

Some sort of basket of memories, real and imagined.

No wonder green beer.


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