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I really miss the SCA. I'm enjoying Amtgard, and it's cool to be able to be involved in the combat and all, but I miss the history.
Not just the immersion and interaction with people who really know their history, whether it be their period of choice or just their interest in the Boer War, or whatever. I guess I miss the interaction with other rabid egg-heads.
I also miss the sense of history that the SCA creates. Not just of the world's history, but the society's own history. That Bill Coer' d'Beuf was best friends with so many of my nearest and dearest. That I was there when this or that happened. I miss the people and the connection they have with a culture that is so full.
Being nobility each weekend is special. I have met people who are really big names in the SCA. Some of them may remember me, some not, some of them are my dearest friends, some are my exes, some are merely acquaintances.
And just as I've gone on with my life in the past 8 years, they have too. I'm sure that many have married, parents, graduates, changed professions, written books, bought new cars, found religion, a multitude of changes that I know nothing about, but I wish them all well.
My heart belongs to Mike and Xcylur. They are my focus and my anchor. They are the reason I want to be a good person. But a part of my heart still belongs on a foggy evening at Pennsic, walking through the camp, my ringlets bouncing as I head off to a bardic circle to sing all night. Or in the dishwater at a tourney where I'm cleaning up the last of the mess before heading off to the post-revel. Or sewing with some pals in the last mad rush to get the new outfit done before the weekend's event.
Maybe that's why I'm so rabid with the Amtgard Shire. I want to create that for the people getting involved. Because 30 years ago someone in the SCA created the world that I miss. |
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