I'm of Scottish-Irish-English descent and born and raised, for the most part, in Boston. Even though Boston is the birthplace of the American Revolution, it has strong ties (linguistic, food, superstitions, etc.) to the old countries.
When I was in primary school, I took Irish step-dancing lessons. We went to Highland games every summer. That's where I fell in love with bagpipes and men in kilts.
In my teens during the 60s, I had a penpal from Manchester. She was the president of the Herman's Hermits fan club. I met her in the 70s, when she came to the US.
In the mid-90s, my sister took a bus tour of Scotland, something she always wanted to do. She came back with videos of various areas she had visited. After seeing the tapes, I knew I had to go to Scotland. I knew it was home before I ever stepped foot there.
Sis married a Geordie in 2001 and is now living in Scotland. I'm going to school in Edinburgh in September.