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31st March 09, 01:45 PM
#28
 Originally Posted by Riverkilt
Coming home from the Verde Valley Highland Games I stopped at the Trading Post in Cameron to freshen up and buy some nibblies for the road.
I'm wearing my U.S. Army tartan kilt.
Cameron Trading Post is a tour bus stop so the place is usually full of folks from all around the World. As I'm leaving a guy coming in sees me and says, "MacGreagor Clan?" in a most friendly way. I responded, "U.S. Army" and he sort of looked again, nodded, and we moved on.
But the point is the encounter with a stranger was entirely positive.
On the way down I'd stopped at the same place and as I was walking in one of the busses was offloading and an extremely attractive blonde lady in her 30s gave me a big smile and said, "I love your outfit!" Before I could respond two tall guys flanked her and led her away as they looked back at me...like maybe I was a nut case for being kilted....but hey, she knew....
Ron
Ron,
You look sharp in that. I'm not sure how anyone could mistake that tartan for MacGregor, but at least he knew it was a kilt
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