Today is my late grandpa's birthday. Grandpa Lonny was as Irish as they come and as grumpy as they come. Oh, how I loved him. He took me fishing, showed me how to hunt for night crawlers and taught me naughty Irish slang (that came in quite handy at the pubs while traveling in Galloway). O'Gara's was his neighborhood hang out and is now one of my neighborhood bars. I love that I get to drive by it every day on my way to work -- I can almost hear my Irish leprechaun's voice yelling "ya dingbat, arg you amadán" as I pass by.
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