In Scottish folklore there is one person within the community who serves as the keeper of oral traditions, lore and history. That person is known in English as the Shanachie, which is the translation for a Gaelic storyteller.
I am no Shanachie but I do have a story to tell. It is not only the story of my life, how I lived it, what influenced it, the events and people that shaped it but also brings to life history and a way of life that I lived and feel should be told before I pop my clogs and it is lost forever.
You never know what life has in store for you, circumstances play a big part, but mostly you determine which road you take so here is my story and the many paths I took.
3.75 stars This is a chronicle of the author’s life. It seems to be a good life and a fulfilling one. I should not have had expectations but thought to become more aware of the history and customs of the Scottish people and those who emigrated to Canada. It seems that Nova Scotia was more what I was looking forward to but the family went elsewhere to join up with previous family members. It is very detailed and I’m amazed that anyone could have either kept note of all the life experiences or remembered them. It seemed that the story was told chronologically but I was looking for more depth of the joys and learning experiences of the author and his extended family. So timeline wise, it seems historically correct in the business sense of the world. Still, I missed how the author viewed his original and then married family in their personal relations. It is thought provoking in that it can inspire others to review their lives and share as well.
A gentle, conversational collection of memories told with warmth and sincerity. And Life Goes On feels like sitting down with Donald, listening as he brings to life a world that no longer exists. Though he claims he is no shanachie, I’m grateful he chose to share his story and preserve the rhythms of another time before they could fade away.