I've had a lifetime to
contemplate my Irish ancestry. Yes, my
father's parents came over from County Sligo and County Leitrim over 100 years
ago while my mother's side can be traced to both Northern Ireland and the
Republic of Ireland. Glenn is my
mother's maiden name. I'm about as
Irish as you can get. While I'm proud
of what my ancestors had to go through to allow me to live a better life, I
find the Irish experience to be a lesson in humility too. From the Vikings of the Middle Ages to the
horrible British administration during the 1850s Potato Famine, conquest and
occupation have taken their toll on the Emerald Isle. As with many people repeatedly conquered by
bigger neighbors, the Irish have coped in positive ways such as their special
sense of humor and through darker means exemplified by alcohol abuse and
religious strife. Beyond all its
varying degrees of ethnic stereotypes and debates over who should be allowed to
march in a St. Patrick's Day parade, this day should represent hope and triumph
over historic adversity for any nationality.
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