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CROSSANS ~ Hellraisers of Castlemilk

Memories

Home
Pt. I - Crossans
Scotland
Celtic Myths
Gàidhlig
My Family
Hellraisers
Karrie Brigitte
Dedication
Farewell
Memories
Pt. II - Prologue
Sorrow's Journey
Living Years
Razor's Edge
Tempestuous
Stark Raving Madness
Shattered Illusions
Storms of Fate
Pt. III - Preface
Ch.1 - Dublin
Ch.2 - Rose
Ch.3 - James
Ch.4 - Sons of the Gael
Ch.5 - Glasgow
Hellions' Crucible
Ch.6 - The Hellraisers
The Tale
Sláinte
A Scot's Farewell
Our Story
Love a Crossan
Pt. IV - Contact Me
Shrewish Tales
R U Daft?
California Kids
Happy New Year!
BeMy...

     
 

Echoes from the past softly say, Come back, won't you stay…but for me, a new day has begun.

 

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I write entirely to find out what I'm thinking,

 what I'm looking at,

what I see and what it means.

What I want and what

 I fear.

 

JOAN DIDION

 

 
     

 

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The wonderful thing about letters, unlike a photograph, is that it gives you an opportunity

to know another person's thoughts and feelings at that moment in time.

Such was the case with the many letters my family and friends wrote over the years,

and the following is just a sampling.

 

A very special discovery for me was getting to know intimately someone

who died when I was a small child, my grandfather,

James Crossan.

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Dear Grandfather,

It would have been a great honor knowing you!

All my love,

your granddaughter,

Karrie

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The Ones That Bring Back

Childhood Memories,

Best Friends,

     First Loves,

                       First Heartbreaks,

 

 
     

     

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A FOND MEMORY…

 

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NUNS ON THE RUN!

 
     

     

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THANK YOU GOD!

 

For the

wonderful

things

you do for us.

 

HALLELUJAH!

 

 

Childhood memory of a group of

NUNS chasing the BOYS,

 

members of the football team

from nearby boys’ school,

 

through our campus -

an all-girl Catholic school.

 

The boys only avenue for escape

 was to climb over a 6ft. fence.

 

Ouch!

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I have always wondered to this day

What the nuns were going to do with the boys

 if they actually had caught one…

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Reprimand or Ravish?

 
     

     
 

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 3/26/1957- The year I was born

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A FATHER'S LETTER (1952)
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TO HIS DAUGHTER, ROSEMARY

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A FATHER'S LETTER (1952)
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TO HIS DAUGHTER, ROSEMARY

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HERE KITTY

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Our tale of two cities,

 

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Glasgow and Los Angeles...

 

 
     

     
 

(1956)
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(1955)
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(1956)
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BRETT'S PAL - GORDON (1967)
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OUR DUAL EXISTENCE IN TWO VERY DIFFERENT WORLDS-CALIFORNIA AND SCOTLAND

     
     

     
 

 

My Family ...

 

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We're all QUACKED up!

 

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A letter of love from

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 My Father to My Mother.

 
     
     

     

ROSEMARY
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MY MOTHER

AND
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MY FATHER, ROBERT 'Robbie' BRAGG

 

My childhood pal, Elizabeth from Faifley. 

MY BEST FRIEND, ELIZABETH (1969)
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MY CHILDHOOD PAL FROM FAIFLEY

 Many adventures we shared together exploring the Scottish countryside. 

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Well, they're family, too. 

 

Besides, I'm a sucker for a furry face.. 

 

ditto for animals.

 

 
     
     

     

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BOOT CAMP
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FORT ORD

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Did Ronnie want to go to Vietnam?  Hell no! Drafted!

 

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He was nailed at the Canadian border. (I was luckier leaving the country when I got myself into a WEE bit of trouble a few years later).  He was given three choices and Vietnam was the best bet.

 

He survived Vietnam with an honorable discharge; however his hellraising past caught up with him.

 

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He was dead before he reached his 26th birthday.

 

 
     
     

     
 

 
Sshh!...
 

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Naptime.

 
     
     

 

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Not unlike my ancestors who immigrated

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(1952)

from Ireland to Scotland many years ago.

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In the Marriage of

 James and Rose Crossan

 

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Ref. 644/11 0274

In the District of Anderston the burgh of Glasgow

 

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On the 18th of August 1926

 

At St. Patrick's Church Glasgow

 

After the Publication of Banns according to the forms

of the Roman Catholic Church

 

James Crossan

Quay Labourer, Bachelor, age 23 of 10 James Watt Street Glasgow,

 (Parents - Deceased.)

 

Rose Duffy

 Domestic Servant, Spinster, age 23 of 25 Stobcross Street Glasgow, 

 (Parents - Deceased)

 

Witnessed Hector McNeill, Catholic Clergyman,

 St. Patrick’s Church

Hugh McGinty, 10 Newton Street Glasgow,

Sarah Ritchie, 12 Paterson Street Anderston Glasgow

 

ROSE
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THAT'S MY GRANMA!

Rose Duffy

aka Granma "Jailbird"

 

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What children need most are the essentials

that grandparents provide in abundance. 

They give unconditional love, kindness,

patience, humor, comfort, lessons in life. 

 

And, most importantly, cookies!

 

   

 
     

     
 

 

 

 

 

 

Three things in Life that,

 

 

 

 

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Once gone, never come back ~

 

 

 

 

                     

 

 

 
     

     
 

 

 

 

 

 

Time, Words and Opportunity.

 

 

 

 

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Always remember to forget

the things that made you sad.

 

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But never forget to remember

the things that made you glad.

 

 
     

 

 

Always remember to forget the troubles that passed away.

But never forget to remember the blessings that come each day.

 

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Always remember to forget the friends that proved untrue.

But never forget to remember those that have stuck by you.

 

 

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 The rose is fairest when 'tis budding new,
     And hope is brightest when it dawns from fears;
The rose is sweetest washed with morning dew
     And love is loveliest when embalmed in tears.
O wilding rose, whom fancy thus endears,
     I bid your blossoms in my bonnet wave,
Emblem of hope and love through future years!

 

LADY OF THE LAKE

Sir Walter Scott

 

 

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Oh! young Lochinvar is come out of the west,
Through all the wide Border his steed was the best;
And save his good broadsword he weapons had none.
He rode all unarmed and he rode all alone.
So faithful in love and so dauntless in war,
There never was knight like the young Lochinvar.

 

LOCHINVAR

Sir Walter Scott

 

 

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