Scottish Highland Clearances
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My mother
joan king

M'Cuiure (from the Clan Iver)
scottish/Irish clans
come to america

Listening for the HEartbeat of god

John philip newell quotes from carmina gadelica


The reciter, Catherine Macphee, cottar, Aird Mhor, lochdar, Uist, said :

Many a thing I have seen in my own day and generation. Many a thing, O Mary Mother of the black sorrow ! I have seen the townships swept, and the big holdings being made of them, the people being driven out of the countryside to the streets of Glasgow and to the wilds of Canada, such of them as did not die of hunger and plague and smallpox while going across the ocean. I have seen the women putting the children in the carts which were being sent from Benbecula and the lochdar to Loch Boisdale, while their husbands lay bound in the pen and were weeping beside them, without power to give them a helping hand, though the women themselves were crying aloud and their little children wailing like to break their hearts, I have seen the big strong men, the champions of the countryside, the stalwarts of the world, being bound on Loch Boisdale quay and cast into the ship as would be done to a batch of horses or cattle in the boat, the bailiffs and the ground-officers and the constables and the policemen gathered behind them in pursuit of them. The God of life and He only knows all the loathsome work of men on that day. The women would be singing these verses at time of going to sleep. The people of that day were full of hymns and prayers, full of music and songs, full of joy and melody and innocent merriment. By the Book itself, you would not ask but to be hearing them, however long the night, however wild the weather, however miry the road, however dark the night going homeward. That was our school, and we had no other. There was but one school in South Uist between the Stack of Eriskay and the Isle of Floday, near forty miles' journey, with three ferries to make, three sounds to cross. That was very different from the children of to-day — a school at every door. But the people of that day were strong and healthy, active and industrious, in a way that those of to-day are not, whether men or women. They are not, my dear I myself draw your notice to that. A great change of life has come into the countryside — everyone observes that.

My 3rd great-grandmother, Margaret Nancy Anderson at 8 years of age, arrived in Nova Scotia, along with her family as they were driven out of Scotland in the 1807 Scottish Clearances. Margaret Nancy was born eight years earlier on December 24, 1799, in Inverness, Inverness-shire, Scotland. Her father, Angus Anderson, was 31, and her mother, Kathrine McKinnon Anderson, was 29. After settling in Alabama, Margaret Nancy later married James Michael Vaughn in 1818. They had nine children in 19 years. She died on May 16, 1879, in Elba, Alabama, having lived a long life of 79 years, and was buried in Geneva, Alabama.

After Margaret Nancy arrived in Nova Scotia from Scotland, when she was 8 years old, her family traveled slowly via wagon through North Carolina. Along the way, Margaret just 8 years old, welcomed her brother John into the world in Richmond, North Carolina on their way to Florida. After they settled, 30 years later, John "Big John" Anderson herded cattle but on April 25, 1837 in Walton, Florida, when he was just 30 years old, he was scalped and killed by Indians while in the Gum Creek Area, Walton Co., Florida. It was the beginning of the Seminole Wars, two conflicts that devastated Florida’s Native American and African American communities.

The Highland Clearances

One hundred years later, here is my mom, Joan King at Busch Gardens in Florida with my cousin, Linda Carpenter.

Joan king groves


Prayer may not change things for you, but it for sure changes you for things.
KING, NC, USA - Joan King Groves, 78, died Thursday, Sept. 15, 2005. "See ya later alligator," "After while crocodile"-that was our goodbye duet each time we parted, a mother-daughter inside joke about our mutual genetic big noses. I may put that adage on her crematory urn or "I told you I was sick." Mom had that kind of weird sense of humor. I love that she gave it to me. RIP, Mom. Mrs. Groves, originally from Sampson, Ala., and Defuniak Springs, Fla., called many places home as a naval officer's wife. Her last residence was Plantation Drive in King. A daughter, Vivian Groves Fulk and son-in-law Randy Alan Fulk, also of King, survive her. Pensacola, Fla., was home for many years where she attended nursing training at Sacred Heart Hospital as a Navy cadet nurse from 1945 to 1948. A Navy officer's wife, her first son, Joe Alan Groves, was born in Whidbey Island, Wash. he now resides in Pensacola. Her second child, Gregory Dale Groves, deceased, was born in Corpus Christie, Texas. She returned to Pensacola many years later after her trek around the country following a Navy officer's career, then bore her third child, Vivian Elaine Groves, and retired from being a Navy officer's wife in 1962. She held a registered-nursing license in California, Tennessee, Texas, Florida, Washington and Maryland. Her favorite residence, though, was Ventura, Calif., where she lived near her sister, June Wilson, from 1963 to 1969 and later returned in 1979, until 1986 when she finally moved to North Carolina to be near her daughter. The love of her life was her father, George Dallas King, interred in Dothan, Ala. he died when she was 17 years old. She had 13 brothers and sisters, of which she was the youngest girl. She has a surviving sister, Inda Inskeep, of Orlando, Fla. and a surviving brother, David King, of Crestview, Fla. A memorial service will be conducted at 6 p.m. Saturday, Sept. 24. It will be held at the home and garden of Randy and Vivian Fulk, 342 Goff Road, King, and will be officiated by the Rev. Frank Newsome. In lieu of flowers, donations may be made to Hurricane Katrina victims through the Red Cross. Mom loved New Orleans and lived through many hurricanes, including Camille.

third and fourth generation scottish red heads


Aunt Inda started painting in her mid 50's. This is her painting of her and her sister, my mom, at Grayton Beach, Florida. Two Scottish red heads in their straw hats as children.