By Paul Sassone

My mother being Irish, St. Patrick's day always was a big deal at our house. Mom made sure we all were wearing something green when we toddled off to school on St. Patrick's Day. Every year, she would attend a St. Pat's parade somewhere. And everyone in the family received a St. Patrick's Day card each and every year.

My father was not Irish, but Italian. He didn't work at it, though. He just worked at work. So, I didn't even know about, much less observe, St. Joseph's day until I was an adult.

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