So many of us here, and such similar stories.

Like PDCorlis, I'm an American Mutt....Scottish, English, French Canadian, Swedish and so on. My ancestors have been in North America for 200+ years, and all my Scottish connections date from 1730-1770.

But I love Scottish and Irish music. Pipes, somehow, are like nothing else. I'm a classical and jazz musician and you know,bagpipes are "the joke", right? I think I'm the only one in the orchestra that I sometimes play in that "gets" pipes. For me, it started with the music. I saw somemusicians wearing kilts andthought..."that's cool. I could do that".

So I did. And do. Regularly.

There's also the undisputable fact that I'm 50 years old, bald, a bit on the overweight side, only middlin' charming, a professional geek and there you have it. Who notices or cares about someone like that? I disappear into the volid when I wear pants. But when I put on a kilt, people notice, and people remember me. That also comes in handy at work, that people remember who I am.

Strangely enough, I don't think that kilts are THAT much more comfortable than pants.