Pauline May: Luck of the Irish & First honeymoon

There’s the luck of the Irish,
it’s been good for me
I was up in Grass Valley 2-3 years ago
A bunch of us, we’d all moved in at the same time
One day there was a Welcome Wagon luncheon
I decided not to go, the others started off,
A truck came along, and hit them,
flipping them over, they were hanging
upside down from the seatbelts
had I been there, I would’ve been injured too.
I don’t know why I didn’t want to go.
No good reason. I just didn’t want to go.
I could’ve been there that day.

—Pauline May



I had my first honeymoon at Santa Anita,
it was off-season, it was during the war,
my husband had a four-day leave
and we decided to get married
My mother said, “Where am I going to get a cake?”
That was all she could think about, a cake.
We were married four days, then he left
and I didn’t see him again for over a year,
on our first wedding anniversary.

—Pauline May