tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9018580325287590842.post7439445446059605323..comments2017-07-26T20:15:36.161-07:00Comments on Yesterday's Myth: The Wedding That Went Before Memythopolishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03164758700393086005noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9018580325287590842.post-36139314407213995292011-03-13T03:39:38.649-07:002011-03-13T03:39:38.649-07:00Lydia, talk about the luck of the Irish, my daught...Lydia, talk about the luck of the Irish, my daughter has twins born on St. Patty's Day!!!mythopolishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03164758700393086005noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9018580325287590842.post-25117116797787235072011-03-13T01:25:36.839-08:002011-03-13T01:25:36.839-08:00Loooooved this post. The photo is a prize of a por...Loooooved this post. The photo is a prize of a portrait of two people who had salt-of-the-earth dignity. Their stories are wonderful and I love that you are telling them (to your grandchildren, also, I presume).<br /><br />Now, as for the <em>other</em> side of you...about now your feet ought to be gettin' a wee bit jiggly to do a jig, and your tastebuds might be cravin' a bit of corn beef and beer. Aye, ye'll be celebrating the green soon enuf!Lydiahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11135393270656573516noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9018580325287590842.post-85033001540842664242011-03-06T00:25:29.835-08:002011-03-06T00:25:29.835-08:00i can never read such stories about people's l...i can never read such stories about people's life without having my heart ache. i don't know why, and looking at this picture it suddenly seems i could see all their life in front of my eyes, the beauty and mystery and pain of every human life...Roxanahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05650840495095863057noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9018580325287590842.post-75139302591748323262011-03-04T11:18:48.519-08:002011-03-04T11:18:48.519-08:00Now I have been reading this and I'm thinking ...Now I have been reading this and I'm thinking the parents of my own, and their parents and their parents and so on, and I'm thinking I am the weakest link in the chain because I have got the easiest way to live. They, all of them, have had a difficult life, and so they have been stronger than me.Liisuhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17780348428314715475noreply@blogger.com