A Tartan Worn Twice: My Father’s Wedding, My Graduation
There are stories that live in books, and there are stories that live in photographs. But the most powerful ones often live in fabric—in the folds of a well-worn kilt, in the quiet strength of a tartan passed down across generations. For me, the story of my family is stitched into one such garment: the kilt my father wore on his wedding day, and the same one I wore on my graduation day....
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