The Lee MacLellan Family Story

My name is David MacLellan Clark, and this is the story of my MacLellan family. My maternal grandparents were a constant, loving presence in our family. So this story is dedicated to them, Lee and Irma MacLellan.

 

Lee and Irma were the parents of 3 daughters, Priscilla MacLellan, Sally MacLellan, and my mother Janet MacLellan (“The Three Sisters”).

 

Growing up, I would read stories about terrible family reunions with uncles that were paunchy, smoked cigars and were clueless when it came to children. My MacLellan aunts and uncles were the complete opposite: wonderful, smart, funny people. I got to know them well because my grandparents were devoted to their daughters and sons-in-law.

 

A measure of that devotion was that we would go on family vacations, the whole family, once a year in the summer plus holidays. This went on like clockwork for 21 years, from 1947-1968. We went to Maine, Florida, North Carolina, South Carolina, and other states. I loved all of those vacations.

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No one I know has families that do that.