The Revolution's few friends arose among the families that had been read out of the Quaker meetings for being too obstreperous and witty, for playing fiddles or arguing about theology like the Scots-Irish men they tended to marry.
They had known from birth what it means to live true to yourself in a monolithic culture that held other principles.
Read at Done With Mirrors this one of so many stories. And, if so inclined, tap your toe to a Celt lament.
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