Another 23rd day of August, another day to remember William Wallace. History did not record the day of his birth. 1272 perhaps, but the day is lost in the fog of years upon years. August 23 marks the day of his death at the hands of intolerable Sassanachs, livid that he would not swear fealty to the invaders.
A shout to my friends from Scotland, aye:
Margaret Fairhurst, my friend over in Texas
David Kleppang, my niece's husband
Nicola Reich, here at home.
Alba gu brath, eh?
A special hat tip to Therese FitzRandolph, who re-awakened my interest in Scots heritage;
I am eternally grateful for that.
Now, here's a stylized portrait of our William:
