So the leprechaun has a grandmother? This ought to be interesting. My grandmother from my mother’s side was from County Kerry in the Emerald Isle, in the far SW of the island with the closest big city being Cork. Her name was Hannah and she had a love of cats which all of her children, grandchildren and so on also love as I do and her great daughter Amy does. When I was a kid I remember her always having cats around her house in St Pete, especially after my grandfather died in 1975.
My Mom’s favorite story about grandma Hannah happened before I was born by several weeks. In January 1965 my mother was very pregnant with me. My sister Susan, who just turned one year old, was very sick with flu. My Grandma Hannah offered to look after my 2 older sisters: Diane and Gayle who were 9 and 7 at the time. Anyhow my Grandma took them to a Celtic pub over in Pinellas County where she did several Jameson shots to commemorate the passing of one Winston Churchill with a boatload of other expats from County Kerry and Cork as he brought the “Black and Tan bullies” into the south of Ireland who ravaged the villages and forced many people like my Grandmother to go to the States or Canada during the Irish Civil War of the early 1920s, so they did not see him as a hero as many history books report. My Mom was mad as hell but in time it became a story to tell the family and my oldest sister Diane said the Irish folks in the pub were really nice despite the fact that they drank like fish and a cab had to be called to bring everyone home….
So the leprechaun has a grandmother? This ought to be interesting. My grandmother from my mother’s side was from County Kerry in the Emerald Isle, in the far SW of the island with the closest big city being Cork. Her name was Hannah and she had a love of cats which all of her children, grandchildren and so on also love as I do and her great daughter Amy does. When I was a kid I remember her always having cats around her house in St Pete, especially after my grandfather died in 1975.
My Mom’s favorite story about grandma Hannah happened before I was born by several weeks. In January 1965 my mother was very pregnant with me. My sister Susan, who just turned one year old, was very sick with flu. My Grandma Hannah offered to look after my 2 older sisters: Diane and Gayle who were 9 and 7 at the time. Anyhow my Grandma took them to a Celtic pub over in Pinellas County where she did several Jameson shots to commemorate the passing of one Winston Churchill with a boatload of other expats from County Kerry and Cork as he brought the “Black and Tan bullies” into the south of Ireland who ravaged the villages and forced many people like my Grandmother to go to the States or Canada during the Irish Civil War of the early 1920s, so they did not see him as a hero as many history books report. My Mom was mad as hell but in time it became a story to tell the family and my oldest sister Diane said the Irish folks in the pub were really nice despite the fact that they drank like fish and a cab had to be called to bring everyone home….