The MacKinnon Clan Crest:
Fortune Assists
the Daring.
We attended the Highland Games on Saturday. As a great-grand-daughter of Alexander Laughlin Mckinnon (on mothers side), I have more than a passing interest in all things Scottish. Even as a little girl, whenever the bagpipes passed by in a parade, I'd get a lump in my throat and all misty-eyed.
Mom was Scotch and English on her mother Lydia's side, Dutch on her father, Walter's side. The McKinnons, according to mom, were a lively clan. They were a lyrical, musical bunch who loved to sing, dance, and laugh. Grandpa's side, in contrast, were serious, hard-working, and religious--steady and responsible. When the folks migrated west from Michigan where many of the Mckinnons lived, to Lynden, Washington, a Dutch community (and still is a largely Dutch community), mom was miserable. She longed for her Scottish kin.
I love both of my heritages; though I must admit; when faced with the dilemma of whether to attend Highland Days or Holland Heritage Days (both being celebrated last Saturday), I chose former. I just couldn't pass up the opportunity to kick up my heels and do a little jig with the Wicked Tinkers! And yes the drone of the pipes at the gathering of the clans still brings a tear to the eye!
BTW: The crest depicted above is that of my clan- Mackinnon. The slogan is "Fortune Assists the Daring".
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