Hi folks, Since it's quiet, I'll share a story of religion. My grandfather Walter Anderson considered himself "pure Scotch Irish". He was a tall red haired man of violent temper who probably descended from the highlanders brought to Ulster by the McDonalds in the 1550s. He ate corn pone and shot and ate possum and anything else he could shoot off his back porch. Though his attic was filled with old Covenantor literature left by his parents, he was not a church going man. Grandpa particularly hated the English. He'd avoided somehow hearing that the Revolution had ended. Therefore my mother passed my dad (half English, half Scots) off as Welsh when she married him to ensure he survived the reception. To this day we've not told that side of the family he's half English. A number of years ago my sister and mother found in the attic a book belonging to his grandmother Mary Ann Culmer. We'd always been told she was Scots. This book was the works of an old English Puritan named John Flavel. His works are now on the Internet, for those of you with chronic insomnia..... This work was dog eared and worn and clearly every page of it had been read and studied in detail by Mary Ann or someone. Yet the first page alone put us to sleep. Mary Ann had never gone to college or probably even high school, but she was able to read it. However we had a strange feeling of foreboding. Before long we had learned the truth: through Mary Ann, grandpa was probably descended from the Plantagenets himself. It was so lucky he was dead. Furthermore through her he was related to Blue Dick Culmer, one of Cromwell's generals: http://www.digiserve.com/peter/bdick1.htm So....you never know what religion your ancestors or what they were up to 'way back then'. Like so many other Scotch Irish, grandpa had an Englishman in his own closet or woodpile...whichever <grin>!! Linda Merle ________________________________________________________________ Sent via the WebMail system at mail.fea.net