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Monday, August 3, 2015
Scottish Games
Recently I went to a local presentation of the Scottish Games. Since my mother's parents were mostly raised in Scotland after being born in the U.S. suffering hardships of various kinds (one parent died and the other family's home in Philadelphia burned down before around 1900) so their families had to return to Scotland and then my Grandparents returned after they met and married near Glascow, Scotland and came to the U.S. My wife's father was also Scottish but born in Boston in the U.S. too. So, often we go to see the Scottish Games on the weekend they are here during the summers. I greatly enjoyed the Caber Toss and the Hammer Throw and the competitions between pipers and drummers and drum majors and also enjoyed watching Sheep dogs drive around ducks without hurting them. They used Border Collies which is a special shepherding dog. So, all in all it was a really fun time.
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