by Cheryl Merrick When we met at college I noted as you unselfishly enabled the women on your co-ed volleyball team to score. You stood out from the other men who grabbed and pushed as they sought to show off their prowess. I watched when you shared your car and skills by giving people rides to the city and by teaching a genealogy class. So when you asked me out, I enthusiastically said, "Yes!"
by Cheryl Merrick I thought I was alone in my beliefs, a creative, inquiring spirit, lost in a troop of practical souls, then I met you, my ancestors. You fled to this new land to live your principles. You knew the old ways needed changing and looked to the Lord to restore His truths. When He did, you embraced them. Warmed by the strength of your convictions, I feel a new sense of family support from you, my kindred spirits.
Cool summer morning
Bagpipes playing
Plaids and kilts
Silver pins and swords
Poles & rock throwing contests
Scottish dances
Clans gathering
Home again,
We sit under our tree
Expressing dreams,
Solving problems,
Testifying of truths,
Giving encouragement,
Supporting each other,
Sharing joys,
Our lives being bound together
In Lovely Days