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Thursday, July 28, 2011

Loch Lomand

Today, I've been talking to my granddaughter about her great-grandfather who was born in Scotland. We listened to some Scottish songs. 


Although I have visited Scotland, I've never been to Loch Lomand. However, the song always reminds me of him and our walks along Scottish country lanes where he told me tales of his childhood. I was fortunate to have a good and kind man as a father and although he died when I was in my early thirties, I still remember so much about him and continue to miss his sweet voice and Scottish accent.