I traveled through Scotland in 2008 when visiting two cousins who live near Glasgow. My cousin Ann took me to the cemetery Rob Roy MacGregor is buried in. It was a profound experience, in many ways. Knowing I was standing in front of his grave was awe-inspiring. There I was, in front of the grave of a man I had read about, and a man I had idolized.
As a child, I was mesmerized with the tales of Rob Roy, and found him to be an intriguing and powerful figure. It fed into my fantasy of the poor versus the rich, and how one person can be heroic in helping the needy. I inhaled books written about him, and Sir Walter Scott’s “Rob Roy” enthralled me. To this day, I feel the same way.
Rob Roy was a well-known and highly respected man. He is a legend throughout the world, and was a legend in Scotland, in his own lifetime.
Books on Rob Roy, aside from Sir Walter Scott’s book:
Rob Roy MacGregor, by Nigel Tranter
Rob Roy MacGregor: His Life and Times, by W.H. Murray
The Hunt for Rob Roy-The Man and the Myth, by David Stevenson
And, who can forget Rob Roy, the film.