Years ago, a bunch of friends and I went to the Highland Games in Fergus Ontario. It was good to romp around and get sort of rowdy. I’d worked an entire night shift of twelve hours before the idea even popped into my head that I’d like to go with them, so I was pretty exhausted, and I think I agreed to go on the condition that I’d drive there and back so that I could theoretically decide to leave if I wanted to. Bagpipes and kilts a-plenty and miles and miles away from home, plopped in the middle of a field on their lawn chairs in their tilly hats… were my grandparents.
Ab and Joyce
Field of Kilts
Grant, Rhonda, Trevor
Laura E. Abel 
November 5, 2009 at 8:04 am
Hi Laura! What a great memory! That was more than a coincidence for sure. The pictures of the highland games aren’t visible – “this photo is currently unavailable” flickr. I’d love to see them whenever flickr gets around to it. love mum xoxo
November 8, 2009 at 9:02 pm
There we go — should be fixed now. I had the privacy settings wrong. It was a lovely day!