Chapter Three
Seamus told them toact like grownups.
Well, that just brought out the troublemaking boys inside of them.So they started a bunch of cat-calling type stuff withboosand such as they shook their heads.Calling him a drag, a joykiller and a few other names.
“Today’s young’uns just ain’t got no sense of humor.Everything is a serious event to argue about.It’s all dryshite,” Liam grouched.
“Sure is.It’s all about hating on people now,” Finn agreed.“There’s no sense ofwe are all in this together.Used to be that we supported each other.Through thick and thin.We all stood together.Sayingwe were proud to be Americans.Now you get glass bottles thrown at ya for saying that kind of thing.”
“It is a shame and I pray for all of us,” Arthur spoke up.
Seamus raised his hands.“Look here.I’m not anti-American or somethin’.I’m also not a young’un, Uncles.I’ve got full grown kids, you know?”
Liam nodded.“Aye, we know that.At least we Sons of Ireland teach our kids to be loyal and proud.Work hard and treat others right.”
“Sometimes that’s all we can do,” Seamus added.
They all agreed as they went silent.
Finally, after a few minutes they all got their drinks.
“Ok, now we’re suckin’ diesel!”Finn exclaimed when the drink trolley came by.
Shay and Arthur both looked puzzled by this phrase.
“Now we are getting started,” Seamus translated it to them.
Smiling now, the two men then gave nods.
“Well, hose me down!You served us Son’s whiskey?”Liam exclaimed.
Shay nodded.“Figured you’d like that.It’s the New Orleans brand.I often fly to the Crescent and I have a case stocked here on the plane.”
“See?”Finn raised his glass of whiskey.“Told ya he was Irish.”
They all laughed and took a drink from the cart.
“Can I ask why you do that?”Seamus stared at Shay.“Travel to New Orleans.”
Shay grinned.“Well, there’s a woman there.”
“Oh!It’s like that, is it?”Liam asked.
Shay took a sip of his whiskey then he paused as he looked shocked at the idea.“Oh, no.I’m married to the love of my life.I don’t mean it like that.”
“Well, tell us what ya mean,” Liam urged.
Finn nodded.“Yeah, you had ideas dancing through my dirty mind, fella.”
They all laughed.
“I land at a private airport in New O,” Shay explained.“Then take a copter to the swamps.There is a real queen there.”
“Miss Maudie?”Seamus asked.
Surprised, Shay snapped his head up and looked over at him.
Seamus nodded.“My Uncle Darragh has told me about her.A real Cajun healer, he says.He knew about her cause she sells this pain cream that he swears is nothing short of magical.So he traveled there to meet her and see what else she had as far as medical help.He doesn’t like pills much.Then she talked about the Hogan family.Seems they run that area and they don’t take no guff from no one.He tells some great stories about them all.”
