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I doubt the MacMillan clan was adequately prepared for the debut of two of Dixie's finest. I know we took the castle in a bloodless coup-my wealthy beauty queen sister's eye on a title and her hand on her checkbook, me clueless but open to the adventure. At least we were all smiling, which counts. Mrs. MacAfee would have been proud of two of her favorite etiquette school graduates. We held our own, regardless of the company. From the higher echelons of Scottish government to Tandy MacGregor, our daddy's tobacco chawing distant cousin, we reigned. That trip was the best 50th birthday present I received.