Right now, the world’s largest parade is taking place: the 248th St. Partick’s Day Parade in New York City. It’s a beautiful day in NYC, and I enjoyed being one of the estimated 2 million people who watch the parade — especially because I was standing toward the end of the route near the Metropolitan Museum and away from the rowdy Midtown crowds. Don’t worry, there were still plenty of green wigs, funny hats and Irish flags around. I kept my ears open to listen for Irish accents as I’ve always heard that people from Ireland come to New York just to watch the St. Patrick’s Day Parade. But the only people I could confirm as being from Ireland were the ones in the parade, marching with the Irish National Guard.
I was only there for an hour — it’s a five-hour affair — so I didn’t get to see all of the 150,000-plus marchers who come from all over the country and around the world to celebrate St. Patrick. But I still saw lots of different marching bands from police and firefighter organizations, the military, colleges and high schools. And I heard lots of drums and bagpipes.
I’ve always loved hearing bagpipes — when I was in kindergarten and my parents asked which instrument I’d like to learn, I replied “bagpipes.” But they thought that was a poor choice for a little girl who lived in an apartment building, so I took piano lessons instead. I was never any good at the piano — perhaps I might have been better at bagpipes. Well, it’s never too late to learn.