For the first 47 years of my life I was under the impression that I was 1/2 German and 1/2 English. Mom’s side was German and Dad’s side was English.
Then when I was cleaning out my mother’s house we found a written history of my mother’s side of the family. And I found out that her father’s side of the family was 100% Irish with my Great-Great-Great-Grandfather immigrating from Ireland in the mid 1800’s.
Weird thing is that when I was younger I always participated in traditional St Patrick’s Day activities. You know, wearing a green t-shirt with a big old shamrock on it and drinking way too much green beer. Those kind of Irish activities.
But I always thought how much more fun St. Patrick’s Day would be if I were actually Irish. Those Irish people knew how to partay! I could have worn a leprechaun outfit! Been dancing a jig!
Now, due to this being the internet and you are advised about not ever giving out your Mom’s maiden name online (how many times is that a security question for online passwords), just suffice it to say that my Mom’s maiden name is along the lines of Murphy, Kelly, or O’Brian.
As a matter of fact, my Mom and Dad had 8 children and none of us ever put two and two together and thought “Hey, with a name like that, we might be Irish”. I guess we were a little clueless!