Vintage Mad for Plaid 1960s and Scotland

This time of year I always think of plaid. Always. If you look at these 1960s school photos of me it will give you some idea why.
My mom believed in several things when it came to me. Short hair, round toed Navy Blue tennis and plaid.
Our family has Scottish blood in us and a few years ago I was able to go to Scotland to the Tartan factory and find our Tartan.
So I now have an appreciation for plaid even though as a child I hated it.
I so remember my first day of school and the only thing that I remember is my plaid satchel with the Big Chief tablet, Paste, fat Husky pencil and Prang watercolors.
As a vintage and antiques dealer I now cannot seem to pass up plaid anything in the Fall.
Here are a few of my plaid findings. Pendleton jacket and coat, 2 skirts as well as a 1960s Trench. Now if I could figure out how to move the photos around here better. Sorry. Edinburgh Scotland. I love you.