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Day 2: 15 June 2023 – “Cromar Day” with Kathy Ader of Wild History and Whisky Tours
Third in a series of guest posts by Paige Cromar Davis The Drive to Aboyne We set out early from Dunfermline and made our way north via the M90 to Perth, then A90 east through Dundee. So far, so good: the roads were easily navigable, and the roundabouts in Dundee were not hateful. Greg was…
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Migrations III: Peter Cromar’s Milne, Buckner, and Esson descendancy lines in the Northeast
Author’s Note: After a long hiatus, I’m finally able to return to posting! I moved this website to a new domain and server, a time-consuming process and not for the faint of heart. But the results are worth it: no more ads, a new design, better support for multimedia, easier navigation. Did I mention no…
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John Cromar and Ann George: rebels who broke free
In the shadow of history The Peel of Lumphanan rises out of the ground like a Robert Smithson land art project gone rogue. From an an earlier post, we know the Peel has a legendary link to Macbeth, and the town-folk of the village of Lumphanan probably won’t disabuse you of the notion: you can…
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More on Thuddie and Teenie: Insights from my Father
Official data is the life-blood of genealogy, and while a careful researcher can infer a lot about family dynamics from documentation, it can only get you so far. Genealogists are right not to place stock in anecdotal evidence, but data is sometimes a skeleton that lacks the flesh only family stories can supply. Perhaps official…
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Did the Cromars and Georges almost kill Tomnaverie Stone Circle?
Castles and circles I’ve mentioned the Tomnaverie Stone Circle a couple of time in prior posts. I never heard of this amazing site until a few years ago, when I was hosting a study-abroad program through the school where I teach digital media. We were taking a day trip away from Dundee (where we collaborate…
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Thuddie and Teenie in the New World
Boston My Virginian ancestry is a fact over which I harbor little obsession, likely because my formative years were spent in New England. I attended grade school in communities like Chelmsford, Massachusetts and Nashua, New Hampshire, the Granite State. I ate ice cream as New Englanders are fond of doing: standing outside, in winter. Most…
