Now, I know that on the surface it appears that I'm posting this because of its connection to the Irish Rose. And that's a good theory, and a reasonable connection. And it holds, but then, if that was solely the case I'd probably instead post the song, "My Wild Irish Rose." In fact, I'm posting it because today, St. Patrick's Day, is the birthday of my grandmother -- and her name was Rose.
Family history dating back to 1895 being what it is, there's an uncertainty if there was any St. Patrick's Day connection to my grandmother being named Rose because of the day. The general assumption is "no," but that's not a sure thing. However, what is sure is that my grandmother absolutely loved being born on St. Patrick's Day, and the connection that her name was Rose. So, that's good enough for me.
By the way, there's another interesting thing about this song -- who wrote it. It's a lovely, sweet number, and not remotely the kind of song we associate with the loud, boisterous work of its composer-lyricist -- best known for "You're a Grand Old Flag," "I'm a Yankee Doodle Dandy" and "Give My Regards to Broadway." That would, of course, be George M. Cohan.