Before Wayne and Erika travelled to England in 2019, I asked Wayne to bring back a placemat of England and the U.K. Placemats are not as popular as they used to be, so when they came back from vacation, they surprised us and brought back a tapestry entitled “Names of Ireland,” about 24″ x 48″ that consisted of 108 Irish Coats of Arms. The background was an astonishing green map of Ireland that showed cities, towns and villages.
During the polar vortex and whenever there was heavy snowfall, our good neighbours – Wayne, Bill, Brenda and Terry – helped us shovel the snow in our driveway and sidewalk. Every year they came by pitching in to help, even when we don’t ask for their help. Before the pandemic we used to invite them to our home to celebrate special occasions such as birthdays and anniversaries. They would do the same. I know if I left the light on in the garage or if the door is left open, Brenda across the street, would call and let us know. She is our neighbourhood watchdog. ST. PATRICK OF THE IRISH Many, many years ago, a spirit of the Lord descended upon a devoted Bishop.
He went forth preaching the “Gospel” throughout the land, to places where worship of the “Word” didn’t know man.
He said, “I bring peace and goodwill to all whose attention must endure conversion.” He healed the sick and made the lame walk again.
They built a beautiful church with a Shamrock steeple, in commemoration of him. So today, on St. Patrick’s Day, we give our gratitude and appreciation to this man who walked with God throughout the nation, as he lies there beneath the sod – The man whom they now call “St. Patrick of the Irish.”