Happy thanksgiving American Saddos...
And thanks for sharing the family stories...
I'm lucky that my Dad is a stroing presence in the family so nobody starts any trouble around him because he doesn't appreciate violence let alone violence within the family...
But once i nearly became involved in a bit of trouble myself...at a funeral!!!

My grandmother had just died and i was pretty cut up...I couldn't talk to anybody because i had to look after everybody else and it was stressing me out. I don't no if anyone here is familiar with Irish weddings but their a big community thing. My gran was like a second mother to me because when my Mamwas sick and i was just a kid....and like i said after an Irish funeral like 300 hundred people come back to the family home afterward for Drinks. So everyone there is drinking except me and my brothers n sisters. The house was the only place i could escape before the burial and now afterward it was full of people! I tried my best to make sure everybody was being taken care of and that all was Ok. And then it started to bug me. There was a local couple a wife and her husband who were treating this as a social event and laughing it up

That alone darkened my mood, but then the husband calls me over. Rudely pronouncing to the group directly surrounding him, this is the boxer fella...I'll tell ya if you were workin for me for a day we'd see how tough you were! I actually responded ok, and i said "we would and you'd be put to shame!" But then the wife chimed in, "where were you when your gran Died?" Above in Limerick was it?, could you not have stayed home and helped the family...

I was in Limerick at the time at college, but i just snapped and said if she was a good neighbour maybe she should have helped. The husband advanced on me as he was drunk and full to the gills with poitin. He hit first but i countered and as i drew my arm back Dad caught me by the arm and asked the man to leave. I had no excuse as i don't drink and i was meant to be a host and it's a long time since i spoke to that neighbour...
Still stings thinking about it.