Mood:climbing down the hours, and I need to know now: Do the hands of time only rule this chapter?
Music:Our Lady Peace - Naveed
Something tears you inside
I think the priest said it best today when he said that in all likelihood, Uncle Jimmy was in Heaven with a smirk on his face, ribbing St. Patrick as he watched the parade forming in New York and instead pointing out to him his parade on the other side of the river. St. Patrick's parade only closed off traffic in one city here: Manhattan. Uncle Jimmy's parade closed off three towns.
Rest well, merry Uncle Seamus. I don't need to believe in heaven to believe in a peaceful end.