We meet again Mary

Last week Myself, Duffy, Luke and Blackie were driving out of the city when we met a Garda motorbike unit stopping traffic. This can mean 1 of 2 things, a prisoner being transported from Portlaoise to the Four Courts or the President out for a spin. In this case, it was the latter.

We were stopped right on the corner, a perfect point for viewing the entourage. So with that I prepared myself for a big wave to Mary. I stuck my head out the window and began to wave as the Merc Passed. Some head of some guy was in the Merc, he pointed at me and began to wave at which point Mary head peeped out from behind him with a big smile and waved back at me. DIRECTLY AT ME!!!

We shared a moment. A moment I will never forget. A moment Mary will never forget. Sure her husband was there, but we knew it was just between us.

I can just see her after the wave, “There’s that young fella I was on the internet with, when I was in Canada and he was in School in Ireland. He probably doesn’t remember me, but I sure do remember him. His sweet kind eyes and boyish charm caught me up in a whirlwind of emotions that day.”

IT FUCKIN DID ALRIGHT!!

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One Response to We meet again Mary

  1. Bitzi says:

    I completely forgot about that time you spoke to her in school. Good times

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