How Irish Are You?

As it’s St. Patrick’s Day weekend I thought I’d start the festivities with a question. And a favour. I know quite a few of our followers have Irish connections or ancestry. Especially the North American contingent. You may or may not know then, that Ireland is rugby crazy. Our U20 team won the Six Nations Championship last night, and today it’s the turn of our senior team against Wales. The country will pretty much grind to a standstill for the match.

Today’s question therefore is:

Do you have Irish ancestry? If so, let us know by commenting below. I hail from County Tyrone and Fionnuala is from County Antrim. But we live in County Armagh. Go figure.

And here’s the favour. Support the Ireland rugby team today by wearing green wherever you are. Feel free to reblog or post photos.

COME ON IRELAND 🇮🇪

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  1. I am not Irish, but, I might wear green tomorrow!! GOD BLESS You ALL!!

    I Love you all Everyone through Jesus-Yeshua Christ, because HE LOVED EVERYONE FIRST!! 💕 Praise Jesus-Yeshua Christ-Messiah for Today and Everyday!!

    Love ❤ Always and Shalom, YSIC \o/

    Kristi Ann

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  2. WOW! Come on Ireland.

    I found out recently from doing Family History on my Dad’s side that his family came here to England from Ireland in the 1800s. I was SOOO excited to discover that because I have wanted to be Irish for a long long time. I LOVE anything Irish. I love the music, the Irish dancing. The countryside. I LOVE Irish people. Always have. I LOVE the Irish accent. And ALWAYS on St. Patricks Day I long to be Irish. I kept on thinking “Oh, if only I could find some Irish in me.” And then, quite out of the blue, I DID, if I could have done an Irish jig I would have!

    I asked hubby the other day if he would go and live in Ireland if he could, and he said YES. Sadly it is not possible. But I WILL be joining in the St, Patrucks Day celebrations, even if ai only manage it via the internet. I’d LOVE to go to an Irish pub though 😊

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  3. My mother’s great-grandmother was Elizabeth Fee from Dublin. On my father’s side, we are McDavids from Newton Stewart but we have Irish blood from when a McDavid was stationed in Northern Ireland sometime in the 1800’s & married a Irish girl but I do not know her name.

    When my great-grandfather Charles McDavid immigrated to America in the early 1900’s, he started calling himself “MacDavid” so nobody would think he was Irish … the Irish were still discriminated against at that time & he wanted a good job. When he got his citizenship in 1906, he formally changed the family name to MacDavid. Our Scottish relatives & indeed our Canadian relatives are still McDavid. Perhaps you have heard of a rising hockey star in the NHL named Conor McDavid. A distant relative.

    There’s two big St. Patty’s day parades here in Buffalo … one today in the Old First Ward, the traditional Irish neighborhood, & the “official” one tomorrow, going up Delaware Ave from City Hall to North Street, a parade route of several miles. They are both very well attended. I don’t plan on going to either parade. I will probably go to one of my favorite watering holes for a green ginger ale & plate of corned beef & cabbage. Usually I cook at home but my son is working all weekend & will be eating at work, so there’s no reason to cook a large meal.

    As they say here in Buffalo, on St. Patty’s day, everyone is Irish. Except the Scots. The Scots are always the Scots.

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  4. Not sure about my heritage, though I’ll sure be wearing green tomorrow, but my husband’s last name is Kenny. When we traveled to Ireland for our honeymoon, we found a whole lot of Kenny’s, especially in Galway area.

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  5. My connection to the Irish heritage is mystical in nature. I can’t say for sure if my bloodlines trace back to someone from the homeland but I can tell you the truth of my being is blessed by the Luck of the Irish. In all ways, Ireland’s Luck has found favor in seeing me worthy of leading a Lucky Life and taking all the chance in the world to detail just how blessed that life is.

    So I am celebrating St. Patrick’s Day joyously. Also my crazy loves to spin the sainthood of my husband, sometimes even confusing him to be God. (I know, an extreme view of reality but one I don’t fight because who doesn’t want to be married to God or a Saint?) Why did I mention my husband’s sainthood – because he is none other than Saint Patrick, resting perfectly in his Noble Nature.

    So I will be celebrating tomorrow as festively as possible. I am currently all decked out in green. I have a green plastic bead necklace that jingles. I’m carrying a total of five shamrock shaped bells in my pocket. As I move you can hear the bells of luck chiming. I have decorated the house in green and glitter and gold and given out little treats of celebration. In all ways, I am hoping this to be a wonderful day.

    I won’t be spending my time loosing my mind in the fogginess of alcohol. Instead I will be diving deeply into the world of mysticism to thank my lucky stars for feeling like I’m living the luckiest life.

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  6. I’m not Irish, but I’ve met so many Irish people, and I wouldn’t be where I am now had it not been for my good Irish friend. Happy St. Patrick’s Day! ☘️

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  7. My Grandmother was from County Tyrone, not sure about my Grandfather and my family are all over Ireland! We went on a visit back in the 80’s, during the World Irish Dancing Competition. (Yup, I grew up Irish dancing, before “Lord of the Dance”.) Futbol (Soccer) and Music was my my family and our thing in common. I will definitely be cheering on Ireland today!!!!

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  8. Some of the branches of my family hail from County Antrim, County Meath, and County Cavan. I am an American, but it’s really neat to see where it all started, etc.

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  9. I’m adopted so I don’t know anything about my birth parents except from a profile my mom and dad gave me when I turned 21. I was pleased to learn that my birth mother was Irish and my birth father was Irish and Scot.

    When my drinking became a problem many years ago, I checked in to a rehab hospital for help. I was going through the doctor’s check-in assessment, answering the questions about my alcoholism, and the doctor asked if there was any history of alcoholism in my family. I told him that I was raised in a very fundamentalist Christian home and we came from a long line of preachers in our denomination. All of that didn’t matter as I was adopted and all I know about my birth family is that I’m of Irish-Scottish descent. He said we were just going to check yes as the answer. I’m sure he was politically incorrect, but it might explain my old penchant for Irish whiskey and Scotch.

    St. Patrick’s Day is a big celebra

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  10. I’m adopted and adoption records were closed when I was born. However, when I turned 21 my parents gave me a profile of my birth parents provided by the adoption agency. I was pleased to learn I was of Irish descent. I’m trying to get the court records unsealed and have gone through a couple of adoption websites to learn more of my heritage. I’m doing the DNA tests this Spring in hope I can narrow down some of the history.

    Many of the heroes of Texas history were Irish immigrants. The largest number of Irish immigrants to America came through the Port of New Orleans and Texas has a large Irish population. Dallas celebrates a HUGE St. Patrick’s Day parade and we just wrapped up the North Texas Irish Festival.

    I don’t have a big ‘Bucket List’ but visiting Ireland is number one on the list!

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  11. As far as I know, my Celtic strain is all Continental (Gallic), so I have no idea why the Muse should have conscripted me to write a novel which is set in Ireland. But the research I did for Irish Firebrands was fascinating, and the book cover photos I’m now posting at my blog (“A Virtual Irish Vacation”) are from the vast Irish-themed book collection I acquired over the three years it took to write the novel. (I don’t do things by halves, so this weekend blog post series is going to take a while to complete.)

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  12. Irish here, through my Dad’s family. Both my grandparents families immigrated from Ireland in the late 1800’s. I have no clue exactly where in Ireland. Would love to know. I will be wearing green.🍀

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      1. 😂😂😂😂 You never know……cousin? My maiden name is Whitney which is English and that came from a great, great grandmother (Irish) who was Byrne (not sure on exact spelling) who was widowed and married an Englishman. My paternal grandmother’s last name is Flynn. (my youngest’s son middle name & the last name of my fictional children’s character)

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  13. I wish I knew from where in Ireland my great great grandmother (birth name Griffin) is from. I believe the folks (church) she hung out with were from Belfast… but can’t find her mother or father. But when I was in Ireland I felt at home. The “monument” by the river in Dublin to those starving having to leave Ireland cut my heart in two.

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  14. I managed to get the day off even though I didn’t ask for it. Haha! Anyways, I’ll wear all green tomorrow even though I don’t have major plans. According to my DNA results, I’m 6% Irish.

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  15. As you well know my Grandad was Irish and came from County Cork 😊 Even after the terrible defeat that was yesterdays match I still consider myself of Irish heritage and will do a little something to celebrate today 🍀 Have a great day all of you!

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  16. Yep…my ancestors on my dad’s side either emigrated from County Clare or County Mayo sometime in the 1800s. Eagen is the surname…we don’t know much about their lives pre-emigration. We just know that my great-great-grandparents never talked about their lives in Ireland. Ever.

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  17. I have Irish ancestry, my ancestors came here in the 1800’s. My mom’s surname is Yon, fathers is English however, Cummins. I am not sure of my ancestor’s surname…I know one is Nixon..have to look up those old papers my mom has!

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  18. My grandmother’s parents came to the U.S. during the potato famine. My grandmother always made sure we knew we were Irish even though we’re mostly mutts by now. She sang the Irish songs to us and gave us little green pins and ribbons to wear on St. Patrick’s day. We always thought that she had what we called the Irish charm and gift of gab. She and all of her sisters were fantastic cooks!

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