Over the Sea to Skye
As we traveled through Scotland, listening to music selected by our tour guide Graham Bruce, I imagined this scene. The whiskey flowed and a band—fiddle and accordion—played lively tunes then quieted for a waltz. Partners paired up on the dance floor. Lovers pulled...
Cruel was the Snow
O, cruel was the snow that sweeps Glencoe And covers the grave o' Donald O, cruel was the foe that raped Glencoe And murdered the house of MacDonald The tour bus driver navigated the one-lane, two-way roads through Glencoe, Scotland while our guide Graham Bruce...
What I’d been waiting for
She had been a folk singer of note, our guide Graham Bruce said, then “something happened in her life.” That was my first clue. Now Ann worked at the hotel, waiting tables. But when Graham asked to her sing for us, she agreed. Keith and I sat with other members of...
