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Sermon: Deliverance
Monday, 01 September 2014
ATLANTIC  HIGHLANDS ---The Rev. Paul F. Rack will begin a series of sermons looking at the Apostle Paul's letter to the Galatians... Read More...
IMAGE Perfect-Weather Day as Saturday in the Park Women’s 5K Turns 21
Monday, 01 September 2014
PHOTO: 21st annual Saturday in the Park Women’s 5K start. Photos by Bob Both, Jersey Shore Running Club HOLMDEL, NJ - A sorority of 245... Read More...
Snyder Drive Garage Fire is Extinquished in Middletown
Saturday, 30 August 2014
MIDDLETOWN, NJ - At 5:10 AM on Saturday August 30th, 2014, the Middletown Township Fire Department was dispatched to a “possible structure fire in... Read More...
IMAGE Freeholders Promote 2014 Hunger Action Month
Saturday, 30 August 2014
Urge residents to help and “wear orange” Sept. 4 FREEHOLD, NJ – The Monmouth County Board of Chosen Freeholders is promoting Hunger Action... Read More...
IMAGE Four Gallery Exhibitions Opening in September at Monmouth University
Saturday, 30 August 2014
IMAGE: Mavis Smith, Lowlands, 2013, egg tempera on panel, 37" x 24" WEST LONG BRANCH, NJ – Monmouth University’s Center for the Arts is... Read More...

Columns

IMAGE Review - Frank
by David Prown
Monday, 01 September 2014
So as I nestled into my seat in The Showroom movie theatre, I was thinking about how lucky I am to live in an area with both the Red Bank independent... Read More...
IMAGE Slapping Myself Silly!
by Anne Mikolay
Sunday, 31 August 2014
Summer is winding down. I can't say I'm sorry to see it go. It hasn't been a very good season for me. I didn't visit half the places I intended to,... Read More...
IMAGE Skewed View - August 30, 2014
by Tom Brennan
Saturday, 30 August 2014
Want to watch your friends eye roll with useless facts you know?  "Like" Fact Jack on Facebook: http://bit.ly/FactJackFb I want a bathroom made... Read More...
IMAGE People with Autism Especially Vulnerable
by Daniel J. Vance
Friday, 29 August 2014
Perhaps like you, recently I read of an incident in Okeechobee, Florida, in which an 18-year-old man was recorded on video beating, choking, kicking,... Read More...
IMAGE Aging Rockers
by Woody Zimmerman
Friday, 29 August 2014
A curious phenomenon of our time is the aging rocker. This is not an old piece of furniture but a person frozen in a musical time-warp. Often it is a... Read More...

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anne_mikolay_2012_120It's time again for shamrocks and shillelaghs! While Irish folk everywhere celebrate St. Patrick's Day by eating corned beef and cabbage, painting their faces green, walking in parades, and maybe even sipping a wee bit too much Guinness, I, though of Irish descent, will fore-go such things in favor of a far more subtle declaration of my heritage. Every March 17th, details of my childhood, things my parents probably didn't think twice about at the time, spring to mind and cement my Irish roots.

The first thing I remember about St. Paddy's Day is not the legend of St. Patrick banishing the snakes from Ireland; rather, it's little green men. Leprechauns! And no, I don't believe in the cunning fellas, but  it's the leprechaun myth that introduced me to my Irish connection. Back in the days when I was what the Irish would call a wee lass, my Dad insisted I watch an old black and white film with him. The Luck of the Irish (1948), starring Tyrone Power, was a simple, charming story about a newspaper reporter named Fitz, who finds a leprechaun and the proverbial pot o' gold in Ireland. When Fitz, aka Tyrone Power, returns the gold, the leprechaun is in his debt and follows Fitz back to New York. Naturally, adventure ensues. I loved the leprechaun and was tickled pink (or green) when my Dad informed me that we, like the spry mythical creature, were Irish. Sadly, The Luck of the Irish, far too sweet and simple a tale for our present society, would never make it to the silver screen today.

The movie theaters of my youth had one screen and played a single feature for a few weeks at a time.  My mother took my sister and me to such a theater where, Good-n-Plenty firmly in hand, we watched Fred Astaire and Petula Clark in Finnian's Rainbow, another Hallmark worthy production that would be laughed into oblivion if produced today. All I recall about Finnian's Rainbow is the predictable leprechaun and crock of gold...and a song I love to this day. “Look to the Rainbow” reminds me of my mother, who often sang the tune while doing her chores around the house. Years later, the chorus of “Look to the Rainbow” was my lullaby of choice for my babies. Even more years later, the song still brings tears to my eyes.

So hold the corned beef and the Guinness! I don't need these reminders of my heritage. Though I have never walked in a parade and rarely wear green, I am Irish through and through; the proof is in my memories. Whenever I see The Luck of the Irish on television, I think of my father. When I see a rainbow, I think of my mother. And little wonder! I am, after-all, an Irish lass, and we Irish strongly believe in family.

I am proud to be Irish! Erin go bragh!