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FATHER'S DAY

I am not irish, nor do I aspire to be. I celebrate St. Patrick's Day, nonetheless.

It is my Dad's birthday. Today he would be 97.

I just got out his wallet to check. I still have it.

There he is grinning a wide one on his 'retirement' card. That is what he needed to get senior benefits.

Then, his last drivers' license. That is where I found the date.

We always scrambled to get a combo card; St Pat's and a birthday. I checked the other day. They still make them. Somehow it made the day a little more special.

So. As you sons and daughters of Erin go marchin' today, I will quietly put a symbolic shamrock in my lapel for my Dad. Around here, it is his day.