The Story Of The Final Stuart: The Man Who Would Not Be King
It is not lost on us that we have been adopted into a family members exactly where our mother, her mother, and other relatives attended and graduated from MSU. As I have described in my earlier blogs, my brother Anthony and I had been born in Greece. We were adopted from two separate Greek families when we were about three years old. As we jokingly like to say, this makes us “purebreds.” For Anthony and I—although we take immeasurable pride in becoming Americans—we appreciate the reality we are Greek. There is some debate over the identity of the man who...