St. Patrick’s Day, NY – 2016

It was early in the morning, and it was cold that St. Patrick’s Day. That much I remember quite clearly. Enough so that there were very few people walking about. A priest walked into St. Patricks Cathedral carrying a cup of coffee. It was the kind you get from the street carts with the blue and white decorative border, which reminds me of the Greek Key or fret, or simply as the meander. Meandering is what I was doing to pass the time and, rather in vain, keep myself distracted from the temperature. I had arrived earlier than my contact, the regimental historian of New York’s 69th Infantry, the Fighting 69th. For several years, I documented their procession up and down the streets of New York on St. Patricks Day, as well as their celebration afterward. I still had some time before I expected to see the troops marching towards the cathedral. From the corner of my eye, I saw a flash of white. I raised my camera and captured the flowing shapes of a nun’s white underveil.

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