Before the grays started coming in, there was a good bit of red in my beard. I can only assume it’s from my mother’s side, people of Scottish heritage. This ancestry was only revealed to me whilst investigating for some kind of essay in middle school. I found an associated coat of arms and tartan. Naturally, all of this fascinated me to a large degree. As a young adult I even considered a tattoo, but it ultimately didn’t feel right, and I ended up with a different, indelible mark of tradition: a marine corps tattoo on the arm with which I shoot a rifle. Our kin even have a small castle, although I’m not sure what current ownership looks like. My ancient and verifiable heredity gets me a free visitor’s pass through its halls and across its grounds. I will probably never capitalize on it. Not many pictures of it exists, and it seems to be rather in disrepair. No more wars to fight, nothing left to defend. No more honorable history worth preserving.
Histories, Futures, and Fathers
Histories, Futures, and Fathers
Histories, Futures, and Fathers
Before the grays started coming in, there was a good bit of red in my beard. I can only assume it’s from my mother’s side, people of Scottish heritage. This ancestry was only revealed to me whilst investigating for some kind of essay in middle school. I found an associated coat of arms and tartan. Naturally, all of this fascinated me to a large degree. As a young adult I even considered a tattoo, but it ultimately didn’t feel right, and I ended up with a different, indelible mark of tradition: a marine corps tattoo on the arm with which I shoot a rifle. Our kin even have a small castle, although I’m not sure what current ownership looks like. My ancient and verifiable heredity gets me a free visitor’s pass through its halls and across its grounds. I will probably never capitalize on it. Not many pictures of it exists, and it seems to be rather in disrepair. No more wars to fight, nothing left to defend. No more honorable history worth preserving.