@Sglass,
Faith and begorrah, seaglass, I should have know that.
Check out the Fey family crest.
Another interesting aspect of the unexplainable. For some reason, my father wanted a wake, so we sat up all night. My sister's adviser (who knew Dylan Thomas) explained about the epicanthic fold and after chasing beer with martini's ended up saying, "the thing of the thing".
The next day, as we followed his coffin to our family graveyard, the heavens raged and the wind blew as if in protest. Daddy had found his dog in a snow bank, barely alive with frost bitten feet. He named him snowball. Talking about goose bumps, we suddenly heard a long and eerie howl from somewhere. The next morning, snowball was found dead in a snow bank.