Monday, March 16, 2026

St. Patrick's Day – 1926, 1936 and 1946

Tomorrow is St. Patrick's Day – another holiday that, like Groundhog Day, adds a little fun to our lives.

I've already shaken up my normal St. Pat routine by cooking up my own corned beef this year for a change. It turned out perfect in my o'crock pot so I know I'm going to have a good sandwich. (I already had some of it with cabbage and it was great.)

I'm also making Slow Cooker Guinness Beef Irish Stew for a potluck luncheon at work. I just hope I don't get pulled over on the way home and fail a sobriety test – or it'll be a ride in the Paddy Wagon for me.

Anyway, it's always interesting seeing how the holiday was celebrated in the past. Some years there's hardly any acknowledgement, other years there's dances galore. 

So here are some Lorain Journal ads and clippings from St. Patrick's Day 1926, 1936 and 1946.

March 16, 1926 - Page 1
March 16, 1926 - Page 1
March 17, 1926
The holiday was observed a little more ten years later.

March 16, 1936
March 17, 1936
March 17, 1936 Editorial
March 17, 1936 Editorial Cartoon
March 17, 1936
March 17, 1936. Gee that's not exactly
an illustration of a leprechaun! 
By 1946, the infectious fun of St. Patrick's Day apparently had resulted in many more dances and parties. All the ads are from Saturday, March 16, 1946 since the holiday fell on Sunday that year.
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2 comments:

  1. Don HiltonMarch 16, 2026 at 10:17 AM

    That's "Miss Ellis - the Dancing Leprechaun!"

    I'm sure I've told this story before, but who cares?

    One St. Pat's, when I was in gradual skool, I explained the holiday to a student from Ethiopia who didn't understand the hoopla.
    As I finished up, says I, "On Saint Patrick's Day, everyone's Irish. Including you."
    Says he, "Funny, I don't look Irish."

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    1. Don HiltonMarch 17, 2026 at 2:33 PM

      I looked back at your St. Patrick posts and I see that I have told the above story *at least* four times, except, this time, I couldn't even be bothered by trying to remember his name. Sigh... I shall try to refrain, next year. No promises, now, but I'll try.

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