A George for all seasons

As I may have mentioned before, there has been a George Samuel Allison alive in my family every year since 1830. Going backwards, my son is George Samuel Allison IV and my dad is George Samuel Allison III. My dad’s grandfather was George Samuel Allison II and his grandfather was the first George Samuel.

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Kiss me, I’m… not sure

St. Patrick’s Day was last week. And even though I definitely have some Irish ancestry, I don’t particularly identify as Irish. Or as anything, really, other than American. I’m always fascinated by people who can self-identify as a certain nationality… people who can say “I’m Irish on my mom’s side and Italian on my dad’s”...

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No such country

My great-great-grandfather, Young Ewing Allison II (1853-1932), was a somewhat well-known writer, journalist and editor at the end of the 19th and start of the 20th centuries. I’ve been reading some of his short stories lately and I came across this passage in one of them (from about 1894)

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