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 My grandfather, Louis Wellington MacMillan, known to our family as “Pop”, is pictured here with his Canadian infantry company prior to shipping out to battle in WWI. My only knowledge of his war experience is that he, along with three brothers, engaged in the Battle of Flanders in France. My most vivid memory of him was when I was 4 years old. We were sitting outside on the back porch on an autumn afternoon when he handed me a can of V-8. Having never been introduced to V-8, I was a little reluctant to proceed. He noticed , turned to me with his can as if to toast and said: “Jackie, it doesn’t get any better than this, sunshine, family and V-8.” He then drank from his can and I too complied. To this day you’ll always find a can of V-8 in my refrigerator. My grandfather's grandfather, John McMillan, known as "Juniper Jack" emigrated to Prince Edward Island in 1832. - Jack MacMillan
 A photo of my great-grandfather Robert A. “Kit” McMillen, 1831-1902, probably taken about 1870. Born near Knoxville, TN and raised on the frontier in SW Missouri in the 1830s and 40s, he and his siblings were “... reared almost among the Indians” as his brother’s Goodspeed biography puts it. He had three wives with a combined nine offspring, and careers as a farmer in Missouri, an Army scout, and a professional wrestler in Cripple Creek, Colorado (his 6'4" frame apparently qualified him for the latter career.) His father participated in the War of 1812, (which in Tennessee was fought primarily with the Indian tribes allied to the British), captured by Indians and held captive 3 1/2 years. Kit’s grandfather emigrated from Kintyre, Scotland to North Carolina about 1770. - Mike McMillen
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