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From The Dawghouse

From The Dawghouse

Back at my Jones County home there's a book I scan this time of year, of holiday stories, legends, and poems. Among the latter is an anonymous four lines of Gaelic verse which as best I recall goes: "Yule's came an' Yule's gane an' we hae feasted weel; so Jock maun to his flail again and Jenny to her wheel."

Besides explaining why my dour Highlands forebears, especially us on the Protestant side of the hills, weren't exactly the life of holiday parties back then, there is something even y'all not hamstrung by Scots ancestry can take from that bit of doggerel. Particularly all Bulldogs after the happy holidays of 2010 and '11. Without belittling any of the labors put into making the past two... Recommended Stories

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