When I was a young man and working for a newspaper in Jackson, Mississippi, my colleagues and I would go to a favorite watering hole on March 18, the day after St. Patrick’s Day. On the actual day of the fete, the house would serve draft beer tinted green, but on the following day the green beer went on clearance for a dime a glass. That’s about the only St. Patrick’s Day memory I have. I think I remember it.

Happy St. Patrick’s Day!