Today Linda and I marched in the Jim Thorpe St. Patrick’s Day Parade as part of the Carbon County Labor Chapter contingent. The Patchtown Players, a group who dresses up in period miner costumes, including one guy with a miner’s lantern with actual flame, were just ahead of us.
We had two chants: “Union Man, Union Man. We must have full dinner can!” and “AFL-CIO, Call a strike, out she go!”
It was great fun, although Upper Broadway was unbelievably cold. About 2/3rds of the way through the parade, people brought out shots of Irish whiskey for the marchers. You would not believe how good that was when you have no feeling in your fingers or toes.
I don’t know who those people were, but may the road rise up to meet you, may the wind be ever at your back, and may it not be as cold as it was walking down Upper Broadway.
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