I implore you not to get cynical about this beloved holiday of mine. Sure, it can be a mess of drunk people pretending to be Irish. (Don't be one of those people)
But for me, it's a lovely celebration of being Irish. Even if it didn't carry emotional significance, it's an excuse to spend the day (or at least part of the day), in a pub with a pint, listening to Irish music and fantasizing about packing my family up and moving to the Emerald Isle. What's not to love about that?
Erin Go Bragh!
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