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I do - it shows up when in certain conditions my hair takes on a red sheen. I don't know a lot about my ancestry really but I'm sure there is a bit of the Irish in me.
She probably never learned how to pronounce his name--lots of Konstantys and Boleslaws. Incidentally, my father was Konstanty Boleslaw; named for two uncles or two kings depending on who you wanted to impress.
Unsure, but I feel IT when I hear the good Irish songs of rebellion.
All along that singing river that black mass of men was seen High above their shining weapons flew their own beloved green Death to every foe and traitor! Whistle out the marching tune And hurrah, me boys, for freedom, 'tis the rising ...
Unsure, but I feel IT when I hear the good Irish songs of rebellion.
All along that singing river that black mass of men was seen High above their shining weapons flew their own beloved green Death to every foe and traitor! Whistle out the marching tune And hurrah, me boys, for freedom, 'tis the rising of the moon
'Tis the rising of the moon, 'tis the rising of the moon And hurrah, me boys, for freedom, 'tis the rising of the moo
Grandmothers side
Nice to see you back here!
All along that singing river that black mass of men was seen
High above their shining weapons flew their own beloved green
Death to every foe and traitor! Whistle out the marching tune
And hurrah, me boys, for freedom, 'tis the rising ...