Culloden

[kennethrmc]

I hope I don't cross any lines here, but....

I went to Culloden for the first time in May of this year. Marsha and I went through the very thorough set of museum displays, then we were actually kind-of-freaked-out by the 360 theater with such horrible violence taking place around us. But what got me was out on the actual battlefield, coming to the marker with my clan's name on it. Yes, I was wearing my clan tartan kilt. Now,it's not about politics, and I know many other ethnic groups have suffered, but something very direct and personal happened at that spot. Whatever the cause or the date, to stand where so many of one's ancestors suffered, and one's kinfolk died...it draws up powerful emotions. I actually wept, and did not feel badly for doing so.