A Grand Day to Be kilted

[Richland]

I have a close friend whose Father passed on 3 years ago Oct 30. It was always his wish to have his ashes spread out in the Atlantic from the shore of one of the many islands which dot the Harbor here. They hold a special place in both my friends and his fathers heart because they spent much time together exploring among the old fortifications which these islands are famous for. Now my friend is of the Campbell Clan passed down from his father of Course. The day dawned beautifully. Not a cloud in the sky, warm breeze from the west,Temp in the mid 60 s F. Strange as it was, snow had blanked the ground the day before. So we set out in our kayaks from the southern side of the mainland. All the necessary equipment, Precious Cargo included. The Paddle was invigorating. Good sized waves crashing against our bows. As we rounded the north side of the Island My friend chose a fitting spot which was familiar to both he and his father as a place they used to go to get away from the crowds and skip stones in the calm sea. We beached our boats, and got out of all our paddling gear. At this point we donned our kilts. After a brief and somber chat, He removed the contents of the little box and sewed his father ashes to the wind. We toasted to his memory with good Scottish ale. We spent the rest of the after noon rambling among the ruins of the old fort talking about our memories of childhood adventures in these ruins.” Kilted of course”. Later we toasted again to his fathers memory at An English Brew pub in the area. People would approach us and ask all the various questions, the reply was always the same. Today is a Special day we wear these kilts as a sign of respect to the memory of this father. He would have wanted it that way.

[Sindarius]

A touching story and a fine way to honor your friends father. Thank you for sharing. My best to the both of you.

[Riverkilt]

Aye, what high honors.

Have scattered the ashes of many friends. Somehow, the wind always seems to whip the finest ashes about and we all wind up with the taste of calcium on our lips. A fine tribute too.

Ron

[Andrew Breecher]

You couldn't have asked for a more beautiful day in Boston yesterday for your ceremony. I'm certain your friend's father would approve of your tribute.

Andrew.

[GMan]

That is such a great tribute. Beautiful story.

[Richland]

Thanks for the nice comments on my story. This brings up an interesting related point. How many of you plan on being kilted when you climb to the pearly gates and meet St. Peter? Not something we like to think about but it is innevitable. I'm sure there are a few of you who have planned a kilt to be your departure attire.
All the best, Richland

[Andrew Breecher]

Since I wear the kilt as my everyday attire, and since whenever I go, I'll be wearing a kilt (unless it's in my sleep), I'm certain that however I'm displayed afterwards I'll be in a kilt. It's not as though anyone will go out and buy a trouser suit for me!

Andrew.

[Riverkilt]

Hey Richland...

My fond hope is to enter Heaven (if there is one, or if I get a ticket there) the way Creator made me...and unashamed of being unashamed about the most comfortable of all suits...

Ron

[Freedomlover]

... This brings up an interesting related point. How many of you plan on being kilted when you climb to the pearly gates and meet St. Peter?

I have told my very Scottish wife that if she does not bury me in a kilt she can expect to be haunted. I do not believe in that sort of thing, but it got the point across.

[Big Paul]

That is a wonderful tribute! Thank you for sharing a special and private moment with us.

As for being laid to rest in my kilt. I don't know! On one hand I would like to meet my maker in my finest of fine, but on the other hand it may be nice to pass it on for the generations to come...