My father always said that there are two kinds of people. Those that are Irish and those that wished they were. HAPPY ST. PATRICK’S DAY!
It’s good to be Irish. For us, everything is about the story.
I told my father that my younger brother mentioned to me that the best thing that ever happened to him was when my father came home and through him out of the house. My brother said, “It made a man out of me.”
I thought my father would be delighted. Instead, he said, “That’s not exactly how it went.”
I remained silent for about 60 seconds. “But I like Steven’s story much better than yours."
My father laughed because he knew “it’s all about the story".
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment