Paul’s People, No. 89

This wonderful lady is Pat O’Doherty.

Yes, she is the mother of the brothers who run the downtown pub.

Pat has been in The Slice half a dozen times. She has written to me about mean cats in the family, remembering the aroma of her mother’s bread baking and several other themes.

I couldn’t imagine a better person with whom to take a picture on St. Patrick’s Day.

Today was the first time we had met in person. And though I asked one of her sons to point her out to me, I got confused about the directions and initially ended up at the wrong table. (Those people understandably seemed a bit confused about what I was up to, but they were friendly. One woman was ready to do the selfie with me. The noise/music/energy level in O’Doherty’s added to the communication problem.)

But Pat and I eventually connected. And she could not have been more gracious.

Happy St. Patrick’s Day, Pat.