One for the Irish.
In the 1960"s I spent some time with the Missions To Seamen (as it was then known and where the son of the Chaplain was later killed) in Belfast and a little bit later I was responsible for an English subsidiary company in Eire based in Dublin; this gave me a deep appreciation of both sides of the Irish struggle where "The Orange the white and the Green" (I know it should be orange, white and green but don't often get orange so for me I stretch a point and substitute the orange with red) was a powerful emotional, and indeed analogous, struggle for Independence of the Irish nation.
Whenever I see red, green and white together it becomes in my deep mind a symbol of both those times in my life and the, oh so costly 'Troubles', that the years of the terrible killings and atrocities of Northen Ireland occurred.
I take no sides but simply grieve and still remember in my prayers those who suffered and still suffer in those conflicts.
