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Thursday, November 25, 2010

One Quarter Irish

My mother was probably Scott and Prussian; my father Irish and Norwegian. My father told me that that his father told him, "Remember son, all Irishmen are wits, and you are half Irish.

Given my background you may have the kindness to forgive how I begin this bit of story. I begin with a pure heart and a tear in my eye.

Holy places and powers be.

We descend from bards and heroes and there once 
was an age of gold.
Remember.
Let your memory be deep and fine.
No need to remember to sharply the giants, the fire, and the advancing sea.
Better to remember proper names older than the Dagda.
Just rememberer the times before the Tuath De Danann and let your imagination  be stirred.
Trust your memories enough, for there are finer things there.
Be ready to embrace the truth.

Remember a short time ago, just before Norsemen came to North America. You may remember that a few men who came places we know call Wales, Scotland, and Ireland came moving down the hills of Kentucky. 
Some will feel a memory.

Then back to the good times before the bright gods of Asgard. Yes, even then your ass was guarded

Study of pre-Christian Northern and Western Europe has often been based in in the medieval literature of Iceland and Ireland. Still, there are things to be learned from the earlier Romans and Greeks. From the Greeks there are hints of iron bearing Celt coming west perhaps before the age of bronze. They were clearer about iron bearing 'Celt' coming later to end the ag of bronze. Some may have called those later Celt, Galatians.

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