The day I admit to being 1/5th Irish

St. Patty's 2011

It isn’t very often that I tell people Grandpa Holmes – my Dad’s Dad – is Irish. I save that information for one day, and one day only. St. Patrick’s day. I’m not ashamed of my ancestry…but it isn’t often that you look back. I was born in Canada and I am Canadian, but it is interesting and fun to trace your ancestry.

Not many people believe me. Friends know me as an Italian-Canadian. I love sharing that my mom immigrated from Italy. It is such an exciting story!Β I don’t really look that Irish either…with my dark eyes, brown hair, and dark complexion. I much prefer wearing red since green is definitely NOT my best colour, but I make it work.

Funnily enough, my dad prefers light beer…where as I prefer dark beer. Guinness, Rickard’s red, Alexander Keith’s red…Mmm mmm. You think this wouldn’t matter, but I find it strange that our taste-buds aren’t the same. When we go out for lunch or dinner, and drinks he never finishes what I can’t. He just does not like it.

St. Patty's 2012

So here it is…I AM 1/5th IRISH. IT IS IN MY BLOOD, GENES, BODILY MAKEUP? SOMEWHERE! But it’s there. If you don’t believe me ask my Father.

Happy St. Patrick’s day, and cheers to you Dad!

Let’s do this…

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4 Responses to The day I admit to being 1/5th Irish

  1. mom says:

    Yes, I agree with you green is not our color even though it is one of the colours in the Italian flag.
    Needless to say we look better in red and white.
    Love Mom!

  2. Posky says:

    I never got holidays celebrating heritage. I’d much rather see people celebrating not being jerks to each other than that they happened to have a measurable percentage of Irish or Puerto Rican.

    Then again, maybe I’ll change my tune when they start celebrating mixed heritage Polish Americans.

    • Dee says:

      I think these holidays do promote being less of a jerk though. People come together for pints, or live music regardless of if they are actually that particular heritage. There is a peaceful camaraderie that takes place, which I love to be part of.

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