I flew from Eugene to Columbus, Ohio today and I was surrounded by middle schoolers on their way to Washington DC. As we were leaving, on young man asked me if I was from Scotland. I told him I was from Oregon, but I wore kilts everyday. (I was wearing my Canadian Casual Nova Scotia tartan). He then asked me if he could take my picture. His seat mate noticed the activity and asked me if I was from Scotland, to which I replied no and this lad asked to take my picture too. I informed several of them that this was National Tartan Day and they reponded with blank looks so I grabbed the apron of my kilt and explained what tartan was.

On the way out of the jetway, I heard one say he was going to get a kilt, to which a friend questioned him, and he replied, yes, he was going to get a kilt.

I think I have steered a youth onto the path of kiltdom.


Dale