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My thanks for your gracious words, Lady Gerita. The event was very, very
much fun!<br>
<br>
I must point out, that mine was not the only hand, nor was it the best
hand, in those little red pouches! My fellow Ennis Merthian, m'Lady
Galen, did a few of those little critters ~ and she is responsible for
every dotted "i". :-)<br>
<br>
Thank you again!<br>
<br>
HL Esther of Ennis Merth<br>
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At 01:49 PM 8/24/2003 -0500, you wrote:<br>
<blockquote type=cite class=cite cite><font face="arial" size=2>One last
message from this event, before the books close on it.</font><br>
<br>
<font face="arial" size=2>First, honor to our winners:</font><br>
<br>
<font face="arial" size=2>Novice Winner: Lady Sara Aston (hand sewn
child's outfit with belt, bonnet and trim)</font><br>
<font face="arial" size=2>Keeper of the Flame: Galen of Ennis
Merth</font><br>
<font face="arial" size=2>Bard of the Flame: HL Esther of Ennis
Merth</font><br>
<font face="arial" size=2>
AND</font><br>
<font face="arial" size=2>Artisan of the Flame: HL
Katya</font><br>
<br>
<font face="arial" size=2>And all of the entrants to all of those
competitions, wonderfully skilled people with the courage to put their
work on display and then accept gracefully the critique of
others.</font><br>
<br>
<font face="arial" size=2>In my mind, this event was incredibly
successful. Over 90 gentles arrived to play with us, the weather
held (a shade too hot, but much better than the predicted rain), what was
to complain of ? Nothing; but i owe so many deep thanks. I'll
try to gather my thoughts and their names here:</font><br>
<br>
<font face="arial" size=2>Lothar Wildehaer, supposedly Not my Co-Steward,
but the Site Manager. Yeah, right. Site manager, ice hauler,
detail follower, sign handler, head waterbearer, chief cheer-leader, and
possessor of the ability to believe that Nothing Can Go Wrong! And
two weeks at Pennsic in the middle of it all. </font><br>
<br>
<font face="arial" size=2>Roana FitzStephen, Class Coordinator and
wrangler of our wonderful teachers. Thanks so much for a truly
interesting schedule of classes, and the flexibility to scoot them around
in the middle of the day to meet needs and surprises. Also creator of the
'items' in the Steppes Letter and Black Star, and other <small>
projects. And designer of the Teachers' tote bags. This on top of two
weeks at Pennsic, as well!</font><br>
<br>
<font face="arial" size=2>Sebastian Mugerza, Chef, Feastocrat, Magician
with Food. Your meals were delicious, creative, and beautifully
presented (and probably documented down to the brand of flour!) And
folks, this gentle came to me at exactly 12:30, the stated time for
service to begin, and announced himself ready to serve! What more
can one ask? </font><br>
<br>
<font face="arial" size=2>David ben Leon, Chief Gate Guard, general
dogsbody and clear-er up of details. And the man who kept me pasted
together during the trying months of preparation and thought of things
like paperclips and ladders to pack along.There are no words, sir. . .
.</font><br>
<br>
<font face="arial" size=2>Esther ap Ennis Merth, our new Herald.
Without Esther, those little red bags would not have had names on them!
Nor would the arranging of the class schedule been able to continue
during Pennsic, nor a million other little details been looked after.
</font><br>
<br>
<font face="arial" size=2>The Eighteen Gentles, including two children,
who taught such wonderful classes that the Hall was often nearly empty -
everyone upstairs or outdoors learning and enjoying those classes!
You are all the core and being of a Collegium, and my appreciation has no
bounds.</font><br>
<br>
<font face="arial" size=2>The six Gentles who judged our Artisan, Novice,
and Bardic competitions: HL Rixende de Roen, HL Philip White, Lady
Alienor Lewellyn, HL Ciard (i won't insult her by mis-spelling her name
yet again), Her Excellency Rosalynde d'Angleterre, and HL Cairenn
Day.</font><br>
<br>
<font face="arial" size=2>Tenchi Sueko, our Webmistress, for keeping up
with our endless changes and niggling questions, even after school
started. She was one of the 'children' who taught at this event, she made
the origami boxes for voting marbles, and helped me with more of those
endless details.</font><br>
<br>
<font face="arial" size=2>Sabine of Arkham, our Prize Coordinator, who
gave over a large share of her personal space to items donated for prize
baskets, and carefully arranged those baskets, and then fussed over them
yet again when the genders of our winners were known! Sabine was
the other 'child' who taught at this event. </font><br>
<br>
<font face="arial" size=2>Micola Sorzano, who silk-screened the tote bags
given to our teachers. And helped with set-up and tear-down. And helped
serve lunch. And was often behind me during the event, picking up small
problems. </font><br>
<br>
<font face="arial" size=2>Caius Scaevrola, another youth to watch, who
helped with set-up, tear-down, serving, moving furniture during the day,
and endless errands.</font><br>
<br>
<font face="arial" size=2>Mama Roz, Aden, and Suzanne, who came all the
way from Tulsa and ended up helping with the hangings and banners,
working Gate, moving furniture, picking up small issues, and keeping the
Steward sane all day. And then left me a loaf of the most wondrous bread
. . . .</font><br>
<br>
<font face="arial" size=2>Aurelia, Micola, Cyrilla, Capricia; the
embroiderers and painters of our new set of banners.</font><br>
<br>
<font face="arial" size=2>Ceinwen, the creator and spearhead painter of
the scrolls for our winners.</font><br>
<br>
<font face="arial" size=2>Capricia, who thought i didn't see her flitting
from Gate to Kitchen to serving, to whatever else needed doing.
She's also our Treasurer.</font><br>
<br>
<font face="arial" size=2>Scribes of The Steppes HL Muirann, Lady Lete,
Lady Nuala, who turned up unasked and uninvited, and proceeded to
beautifully letter our scrolls. And were endlessly patient with a
rattled Steward. </font><br>
<br>
<font face="arial" size=2>Lady Catalina and Lady Osana, who, disappointed
in their desire for a Duck Cook-Off, donated lovely prizes to the other
competitions. </font><br>
<br>
<font face="arial" size=2>HL Asa, our outgoing Artisan, who gave this
event her endless support, and yet another prize basket for the new
Artisan. And still owes us a copy of her Device for that cloak . .
. . .</font><br>
<br>
<font face="arial" size=2>And then, at the very least:</font><br>
<font face="arial" size=2>Kitchen crew: Julie, Lady Anne, and
several others</font><br>
<font face="arial" size=2>Gate crew: Melissa, Cyrill,
Suzanne.</font><br>
<font face="arial" size=2>Lothar's Legion: Louie, Andre,
Aethelwulf, and others who helped with set-up, tear-down, and moving of
heavy objects all day long.</font><br>
<br>
<font face="arial" size=2>And others whose generosity in pitching in
unasked and unnamed helped make this small event run like
clockwork. Bless your generous spirits all!</font><br>
<br>
<font face="arial" size=2>Gerita del Mare</font><br>
<font face="arial" size=2>Steward, </font><br>
<font face="arial" size=2>signing off.</font><br>
<br>
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Quarrels do.<br>
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