I wandered out to the local mall today to do a little shoppin-in my shadow-tartan Stillwater. As I negotiated a passage toward the checkout, a red haired woman declared, "I'm a Campbell, what are you?." Without a moments hesitation I said, "I'm a Clarke!" (I'm as much my mother's, as my father's son, aren't I? -my great grandfather on my mother's side was Scottish.) "Good for you!" she declared. And we both went our ways.........