“No beer while we pass City Hall,” someone hollered down the ranks of the Carpenters’ Union entry in Saturday’s St. Patrick’s Day parade. Members of the Carpenters’ Union walked, carried a banner and staffed a truck with a wood-framed house on it – pretty much everyone with a plastic cup in hand. “Where’s City Hall?” someone yelled back, everyone erupting in laughter for a full city block.
Judging from this year’s parade, trends in SF Irish history are beer, lots of hard work, more beer, more really hard work, laughing and dancing, and of course, beer. Everyone pictures Irish police, and yeah, that’s true in SF as well as New York. Fire Fighters, too, and most of the trades.
And of course, our City can’t have a parade without a little politicking for a united Ireland with one religion, even as far west as SF.
Click to read City Guide Mary McCloy’s story of her family’s Irish heritage in San Francisco.
San Franciscans, who never could pass-up a party, dressed in their finest green to line the parade route and join thousands in the plaza’s merrymaking, spilling into pubs until the wee hours. San Francisco, we made our ancestors proud, Irish or not!