#irishwake

Dad w/ his buddies aboard Jack Miller’s boat for his 80th birthday. We’ll be celebrating Jim by drinking his booze (see those other pictures) and remembering him fondly. All starts at 4 at his house on Saturday. #hisstash #irishwake #balticseaboat #huskydeli @kurtdg #artswest #goodtimes😊 (at Seattle, Washington) https://www.instagram.com/p/CpnScf8JuTO/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

"Lot's of fun at Finnegan's wake!" #ShitShow #IrishWake #pulpfiction

Beautiful turnout at the wake with so many neighbors and good friends of Jim and Sandy. Dad would have looked down on it all and been very proud he had this much love in his life. . . *** #farewellparty🎉 #irishwake #jimguentherforever #untilwemeetagain❤️ (at Beautiful West Seattle) https://www.instagram.com/p/Cpsdg9NJvWT/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

And today’s the day. Jim Guenther or ‘Papa’ reading to my son and the both of us taking the same pose a few years ago. Wake begins at 4pm to say farewell as the Irish do to Jim and my stepmom Sandy. . . *** #papaguenther #strikeapose #irishwake #fondfarewell (at Seattle, Washington) https://www.instagram.com/p/Cpp_ewiJ50_/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

So manhattans have always been my drink. it comes from when I was a bartender long ago in the late 80s and was making them by the dozen. And dad liked them quite a lot, though it wasn’t his absolute favorite drink, the Rob Roy. but you couldn’t mess with them, like I do with certain drinks. He always had to have his cherry. I like to garnish it with an orange peel. Going to honor this amazing guy on Saturday night, starting at 4 PM. An Irish wake for my less than Irish father. But he married an Irish lass, hence my name. #irishwake #irishlass #myfamily❤️ #manhattans #cherrydammit https://www.instagram.com/p/CplFQHJvLJK/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

Wearing my grandma's favorite color nail polish, drinking a Canadian beer, and celebrating a beautiful lady. #Mygrandma #gonebutneverforgotten #irishwake #canadianbeer https://www.instagram.com/p/BrEDigDlbX-/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1cs5pwsjogc9g

Back to basics #guinness #irishwake (at Celtic Knot Public House)

Barefoot over woodland trails, not on roads, Irish keening women were rural, wild, and a kind of hired psychopomp of oral tradition: a hinge between the living and the dead, but not fully a member of either. Irish legend speaks of a lament being sung by a fairy woman; she would sing it when a family member died or was about to die, even if the person had died far away and news of their death had not yet come, so that the wailing of the was the first warning the household had of the death. bean nighe (woman who washes blood from clothing) bean chaointe (keening woman) bean sí, baintsí (woman of the fairy mound) = BANSHEE The wailing praised the one dying, helped their spirit cross over, and supported the active grieving of the entire community. There is something in my Irish blood that wants to hold these songs in my mouth once again. Sources: Wikipedia, photos of Irish keening women Caithtí Bean Mhic Ghuibhrín, Mrs Margaret Modartha Kelly – the last known keening woman in south Armagh, Mrs Caithtí Sheáin Dobbins, who sang An Bhean Chaointe via orielarts.com. See and listen to my story for samples of keening songs. . #banshee #irish #keening #bheanchaointe #irishwake #stpatricksday