I was surprised to find myself spending St. Patrick's Day at the Louisville Civic Orchestra's concert. My original plans fell through, and due to my husband playing upright bass in the ensemble I happily attended.

Although my biological ethnic heritage is – shall we say – “exotic” in its myriad of mixes: a dash of German, a pop of Spanish, some sprinklings of Eastern Europe, a nice solid slice of Cherokee for good measure, as well as some other miscellaneous genetic contributions, are all swirling in harmonious synergy through my veins, once a year I proudly celebrate my .04567% Irish birthright.  This has much to do with the fact that on this upcoming annual demi-holiday, my first name is cried collectively into the night by many a lovable and happy Irish-American (and/o

If you’ve lived in the Louisville area for long, you know what happens the second weekend of March each year on the outskirts of downtown.

Since that weekend often corresponds with my birthday celebrations, I sometimes let the madness that can be the annual St. Patrick’s Day festivities of the area slip my mind.

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