Quote of the Day - Beautiful, glorious Scotland, has spoilt me for every other country!
MIPTC is abroad, visiting Scotland and Wales, land of my ancestors. Quite a turn that I've come this direction. Back in 1891, for the rather princely sum of £60.00, my Great-grandparents Thomas and Mary Bees and their daughter (my Great Aunt) Mabel emigrated from Cwmtillery on the White Star Line out of Cardiff, Wales. They came to the United States and settled in Nanticoke, Pennsylvania, where Thomas continued his employment as a miner. When they reached Ellis Island, our government gave them the present of an extra letter and added it to their last name, making it "Beese."
The other side of my family, the Richardsons and the Walkers, hail from Scotland up in the Highlands near Inverness, and this series of posts is written on the train from Edinburgh to Inverness, which travels over the snow-capped hills (they don't call them mountains) at Schloch, the highest point in Scotland at just over 4,000 feet.
If you've taken the trip, you already know the stunningly beautiful countryside. If you haven't, but you've seen the train scene starring Meg Ryan and Kevin Kline in French Kiss, then you've got the idea. The Highlands of Scotland evoke strong, patriotic and familial feelings among the Scots, and I must confess, this land and its Lochs draw me in, too. I wasn't born here, but the clans I can claim include Gordon, Walker and Wallace.
How my last name got to Williams is a whole other story, perhaps one best written by someone with, say, Michner as a last name rather than mine. If everyone thinks they have a book hidden inside them somewhere, then I'm guessing this blog is mine. Regular readers know it doesn't focus on family history of scions and patriarchs but instead trades on the law.
I hope you'll forgive this momentary diversion dedicated to travel and a bit of history while I'm a foreigner in a not-so-strange land, Scotland, where they fortunately speak (almost) the same language. They just pronounce it differently. Welsh Gaelic is something altogether different, but we'll get to that later, perhaps tomorrow, perhaps later in this series.