The Men of Scotland
The Well House, 5/30/2021
The Men of Scotland
The greenest grass of Scotland grows by the centuries of the blood of her men.
Hot-headed and stubborn, they refused to turn from that which they’d sworn.
Whatever the cause, man, or territory they had chosen.
For some, it was their clan and chief.
For a few, it was a woman, her favor, a ribbon or veil tied to a lance, or sword hilt.
For many, it was the very ground they stood on.
These men took a knee to no man.
Some men took their hearts and swords to other lands by calling of higher powers to new conquests.
These swore new fealties to protect and defend, the objects changing as centuries passed.
Lonnie understood he was a man of privilege; not just materially, but also on a deeper level; he had the benefit of education, understanding the conflicts the changing decades had brought.
The shifts that life created in the centuries and epochs in a changing world.
He had been at an event that would change the world, the first oil well in Persia.
It began the epoch of oil, the petroleum industry
He had profited from the experience and had shared his luck with his clan, his people, adding to a sizable fortune; they had nurtured and planned and created immense wealth and covert power. Lonnie,
Robert and Bruce had spent years building resources to improve the lives of the people of Scotland.
His fishing boats and a rambling old house in Galveston. were the outward accouterments of wealth, highly modest to Texas.
Lonnie benefited from a yet unheard of “global” perspective; he had ties to the United Kingdom, Scottish ancestry, and clan ties.
He had been born a native Texan, a United States citizen with the good fortune to have stumbled into the oil business in the Middle East by accident.
He had the luxury of life based on personal preferences, including extended hours on his fishing boats that gave him ample time to think about life and his own with respect to others.
aHe had a wonderful woman, a truly happy marriage, staying in love.
Lonnie had been introduced to the Scotts manner and philosophy at a young age and understood the conflicts the romantic Scotts faced, confronted with the institutional pressure of personal responsibility.
In this culture, a man’s place was not bestowed but continuously earned, the self improved, the results more defining and challenging.
Lonnie was grateful for the prosperity and abundance that had come to his family; he thanked God for their health and happiness.
He silently prayed that not only had he and Cee-Cee earned this bounty but that they had earned it and deserved it.
He considered himself a realistic, moderate man and hoped to continue in the same way, sharing and supporting as much as he could with his Scotts family and clan.
He hoped to encourage success in Scotland by supporting projects that provided self-sufficiency and self-respect; both were important to a Scotsman.
He might be a Texan by choice, but he was born a Scotsman.
Lonnie McDougal was a lucky man.