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“An old broom knows the dirty corners best.”  – Old Irish Proverb

Story: Pat Jocelyn // Photo: fred lopez

Irish proverbs usually make us smile or laugh, but often it’s those same sayings that carry within them some pretty sage advice.

In honor of St. Patrick’s Day, I thought it appropriate to ask two Villagers, Ron and Colleen Froehlich, to choose one of several proverbs and discuss their meaning. Later I’ll throw my two cents worth into the mix.

May the hinges of our friendship never grow rusty. Ron chose this proverb because he said his life without his friends would surely be an empty one. “Next to your family, friends are the closest people to you,” Ron says. “They can be new friends you just met, friends you’ve had since [childhood] or even rekindled friendships.”

The 67-year-old Wisconsin native added it’s shared experiences that make friendships so important, and he used a recent eighth-grade reunion as an example. “There were people there I haven’t seen in more than 50 years,” Ron continues, “but we had a great weekend.”

In fact, they had so much fun reminiscing and catching up, they decided to continue their get-togethers.

Colleen chose the proverb: You never miss the water till the well runs dry. “It’s all about appreciation—how you should appreciate what you have when you have it,” Colleen says. “Not waiting until it’s gone and then you’re left with guilt and remorse.”

The attractive blonde knows a thing or two about the subject because she used to work at a cancer center. She often observed old friends and family members of patients wait until it was almost too late to reunite with their loved ones.

And me?  I chose two proverbs:

An old broom knows the dirty corners best. The majority of us have a family matriarch, neighborhood “mayor,” or seasoned school friend who appears to be the keeper of all the “secrets.”  It’s usually an older person who has lived a full life and has learned it’s often more valuable to listen than to talk.

As you slide down the banister of life, may the splinters never point the wrong way. I’d wager most of us have had a splinter or two that was pointed in the wrong direction while we slid down that infamous banister; but I’d like to think the tools and implements we gathered along the way helped us go back and repair that railing and heal the wounds caused by it.

Happy St. Patrick’s Day everyone!

May your feet bring you where your heart is.