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Wednesday Afternoon Listen: Dropkick Murphys – The Meanest of Times

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With respect and homage of sorts to my friend Mark Saleski — I am borrowing his well-done column idea for my own today. It just seemed the right thing to do.

Tomorrow being September 11, my thoughts naturally drift back in time. I was talking to my older son, discussing why 9/11 was not a national holiday. I said that we need to send a message that we are not cowering, not whimpering. Memorializing and praying, yes. But we are surviving. Maybe even business as usual. We are defiant in the face of terror, however muted with time it might be.

It’s that quiet, somber reflective feeling that gives me the strength to feel that defiance. Seven years of healing helps. But on this same day, my husband prepares to help and support his friend and colleague Jim, by attending the wake of his son Joseph.

Joey Larracey, 16, collapsed after a football scrimmage last Friday night, September 5, and died later that evening. And his parents, family, and the whole community are lost on the most treacherous grief terrain. They don’t have the sedating comfort of time that smoothes the rough footing of this savage landscape.

The Dropkick Murphys have felt all of that. I don’t even have to know them personally to know that they suffered. It’s in their songs. You hear it in their adaptation of “Green Fields of France” (Warrior’s Code), a poignant anti war song. You can’t miss it in “Last Letter Home” (also from Warrior’s Code), a collection of real letters to and from Andrew Farrar, a Marine who died in Fallujah in 2005. DKM sounded absolutely pissed off in that song. Damn straight.

But today as I drive through the beautiful September sunshine, I listen to “Never Forget” from Meanest of Times. And I play it full blast.

When you got love and we got family
Keep 'em close and don't forget
To hold them right there in your heart
When you got love and family

May all the strength of God, friends, family, and love support the Larracey family in these very meanest of times.

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  • That was nice Mary.

  • Thanks Mat. It started writing itself in my head as I was driving yesterday.

  • TK

    Oh indeed, inspires me to hit play on one of my favorite albums. Thanks for reminding me of it.

  • your welcome TK. Great stuff from DKM, I agree.

  • Looking forward to next week’s. Keep ’em coming.