09/08/2026
Sometimes I do venture out of the WWII era of history. π Especially for a jaunt with my teenager to the Maryland Renaissance Fair to see Jacques ze Whipper. Jacques was amazing, but going on a Saturday was MADNESS. π΅βπ«
A fun childhood memory of mine was when my sister and I spent a few days with my dad and stepmom when they worked a summer at the Wisconsin? Ren Fair. (Memory is fuzzy on where it was exactly.) My stepmom (a dulcimer player and an incredible singer) dressed us in costume and we were pretty much given the run of the place. At night we stayed in the lodgings behind the village facade, my sister and I sleeping on the floor under the bed. So many vivid memories of jousting, mud wrestling, naughty humor, and wonderful costumes. π