Day 95:
Short and sweet today, Boy'O. Your Mom and me packed up nd headed out west to Upperville with MeMeow and our good friend Nigel. We spent WAY to much time on that patio listening to the magnificent Irish fiddles and guitars, drinking the day away... Lovely St Patrick's day.
I brought you up to see the band and they announced you as though you were royalty... "Conor Daniel, everybody!" to thunderous applause! Dressed in shamrocks and clovers, blue eyes open, red hair shining, you today were the prodigal son, Lion Heart. They knew you and you them... And they celebrated in both yours and St Patrick's name.
That's all, Son. Daddy's beat. I love you, and Erin go Bragh!
-Dad
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