St. Patrick's Day began as a p
ublic holiday in Ireland in 1903. It celebrates Patrick, a missionary and bishop who converted Irish citizens to Christians. The shamrock, a three-leaved plant, was used to explain the Holy Trinity (unity of Father, Son, and Holy Spirit). March 17th marked his date of death. Christians of the Catholic Church, Anglican Communion, and Lutheran Church especially recognized the date. Many countries now celebrate St. Patrick's Day and people enjoy wearing green and shamrocks.
ublic holiday in Ireland in 1903. It celebrates Patrick, a missionary and bishop who converted Irish citizens to Christians. The shamrock, a three-leaved plant, was used to explain the Holy Trinity (unity of Father, Son, and Holy Spirit). March 17th marked his date of death. Christians of the Catholic Church, Anglican Communion, and Lutheran Church especially recognized the date. Many countries now celebrate St. Patrick's Day and people enjoy wearing green and shamrocks.
Chicago is often cited as ranking within the Top 10 of St. Patrick's celebrations in the world with four locations prior: 1) Dublin, Ireland, 2) British Virgin Islands, 3) New York, and 4) Boston. Chicago's famous tradition is using eco-friendly vegetable dye to make the river turn a vibrant emerald green. The color lasts five hours, so citizens and tourists line the river and later walk to the parade. The parade is also recognized because it is one of the largest St. Patrick's Day parades. 
With downtown Chicago only an hour away, it sounds like a terrific family event. I knew parking could prove difficult considering the expected 400,000 spectators. It made sense to take the train downtown. There begins the Mom Blooper. If I had conducted a bit more research, I would have also seen the event descriptions as "raucous pub crawls to lively parades, jovial crowds."
I might have noticed the Wikipedia description of the U.S. celebration as including "copious consumption of alcohol".
The minute we boarded the train, I knew we had an adventure on our hands. Most of the other passengers were drunk teenagers, drinking hidden alcohol in water bottles. Each stop picked up more loud drunk teenagers. We needed a restroom on the walk to the river. The women's restroom with an overflowed toilet, I had to referee a bunch of teenage boys and explain that both the girls and the boys could take their turns using the one boys bathroom stall. The kids still found the river amazing. The kids still liked the costumes and balloons. We followed the crowd to the parade route. We walked slowly and carefully through the thick, dense crowd; we thought we'd lose a kid. If the train was full of drunk teens in the morning, I could only imagine the ride home. I was right. The conductor raised his voice and tried to get some control. On the upside the journey provided a teaching moment, "see what happens when teenagers drink too much."
