I wish you all the best of days on this most special day when we remember St. Patrick, who drove the snakes out of Ireland, by drinking beer. (We drink the beer, not St. Pat.)
I wish you could all join me at the union hall to drink beer, eat stew and have a grand time, but since you can't, I will raise a glass and drink to you.
Go n-eírí an bóthar leat.
May the road rise up to meet you.
May the wind always be at your back.
May the sun shine warm upon your face,
and rains fall soft upon your fields.
And until we meet again,
May God hold you in the palm of His hand.
And may you all get knocked up.