Bill --- What IS your problem? Last I heard, anyone whose father's name is Gordon is entitled to wear the tartan and the clan badge. Sir, if you were born McGillicudy and swear fealty to the Chief of the Clan, you're no "impostor," simply an "adopted son." Erin go bragh! and devil take the hindmost! 8-) -- Cheers, Jim Gordon, Laurel, MD USA Bill Gordon wrote: > > Friends, > > I have decided to come clean in public: I am a Gordon imposter! It has > been a long, lonely life, filled with sick longings that I were a true > Gordon, not just the phony it has been my fate to be. What I wouldn't > give for a drop of real Gordon blood to course my veins, for a Gordon > thought to flit across my inner scape, for a tartan cloth to call my > own. Ah me, wretch that I have been. Can anyone forgive such a life gone > so wrong? Pity, pity and more pity is my want. I am but a dog among men. > > It all began when I met my first Gordons. They were so intelligent, > virile, good looking, compassionate, prescient, wise. Who could not have > wanted to be like them, to be them? > > It will be a long, expensive road to recovery. I have established a fund > to aid those of us who suffer from the faux Gordon syndrome. Please send > your contributions to Gordon Imposters Anonymous, Huntley, Scotland. God > bless all true Gordons. Let all Gordon imposters repent immediately and > join those of us now in recovery. There is hope. There is a future. > There are the McDonalds for one thing.