by Bill O’Reilly
My Dad was the eldest of 5 kids. 4 of the 5 married and between them had 26 children. However in the mid-1950s they took family planning to a new high. Every year from 1952 through 1955 each of the four had a son born on St. Patrick’s Day. Though sadly, the fourth one, the only one named Patrick, died. The other three, coincidentally with the initials J.F.K. (Joe, Frank, Kevin) are alive and well and continue to look at St. Patrick’s Day as “Amateur Night”.