When Woman Roar

St Patrick’s Day was just around the corner and in the town of Greeley a group nick named Aife sat at the local Irish Pub talking about the lounge act that put them out of the money,

“It was a nice group,” Mary O’Keefe stated, “I think I played a good fiddle.”

One of the mature ladies who were claiming an allowance from their husbands was Ms. Louisa not really on the board despite her number flashing for the public to see the result. When it came to having a good idea they listened to Ms. Louisa and down the stretch of the winter months Aifie would be a winner.

“When I was over at Madison’s Place last week I heard during this lassies last hour she wanted to make a wish for Greeley come true.”

“Ms. Louisa you did not take money from a dying person,” Mary inquired.

“No!” Ms. Louisa returned, “she was a speaker at our luncheon, a four-hour lecture, we nearly were there until Happy Hour.”

“Does Greeley have a wish?” Claire Patrick inquired.

Picking up one of the silver wrapped chocolate kisses Mary answered “to make a little mischief with our lads.”

A couple days later when the calendar read March 17 and after the corned beef cabbage Aife showed might by luring ladies onto an entertaining fair ground at the pub that Claire was the proprietor by making their lads dress as leprechauns to do a jig while the lassies filled the pot with gold until the final hour.

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