Is there anybody who does not love the Irish? Here is an old Irish blessing that I received today:
May the road rise to meet you,
May the wind be always at your back,
May the sun shine warmly on your face,
May the rains fall gently on your fields,
And until we meet again,
May God hold you in the palm of His hands.
Despite my love for golf, I have never been to Ireland. I think I need to fix that . . .
May the road rise to meet you,
May the wind be always at your back,
May the sun shine warmly on your face,
May the rains fall gently on your fields,
And until we meet again,
May God hold you in the palm of His hands.
Despite my love for golf, I have never been to Ireland. I think I need to fix that . . .