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Happy St. Patrick's Day

I'm a very bad Irish American. My father was a Kelly. My mother was a Spillane. And yet I have no idea where in Ireland we came from.

We visited Eire last year and while I found it quite lovely (the edges anyway; the middle bits are boring) I can't say I felt any ancestral pull. I do like a wee dram every now and then. And I am fond of potatoes.

But I do have a bit of Ireland in my house, courtesy of my in-laws. It's a bust of arguably Ireland's greatest writer:


No, it's not Bono. It's James Joyce. Oh sure I've read "The Dubliners," but have I read "Ulysses"? That would be a no.

By John Kelly  |  March 17, 2009; 11:30 AM ET
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John, fess up. Do you keep this bust covered when your in-laws aren't visiting?

Posted by: justhere | March 17, 2009 1:00 PM | Report abuse

Please tell me you keep your hat on it.

Posted by: staxowax | March 17, 2009 3:54 PM | Report abuse

"Arguably" Ireland's greatest writer?

Yes, you clearly have not read "Ulysses."

Posted by: dsk36 | March 17, 2009 4:30 PM | Report abuse

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