So I'm a bit Irish. But I'd never been to a St. Patrick's Day parade. Needless to say, NYC's a great place to cut your teeth with just about anything - and the city's Irish (and not so Irish!) decedents did not disappoint! A few highlights from my 12+ hour participation in the celebration: a sea of Irish and American flags making their way up 6th in the bright March sunshine, the changing demographics of the city evident in the different ethnicities marching behind the banners of some of the city's oldest Catholic high schools, the spontaneous performances by drum corps and bagpipe troops in just about every pub we stopped in along the East Side, and the new 9/11 rebel songs that all the guys in uniform seemed to know. As the Saw Doctors sing, "What a day, oh what a day!"
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