For no particular reason, I skipped the Georgetown Carnival yesterday. I did rather want to see the Powertool drag races. With the main street closed I had no idea about where to park and the website had no hints on that. My motivation fizzled.
But I have homework! I'm planning a transition to another position at the Museum of Flight: Living History interpreter. I met with the program coordinator last Thursday. I have some information to read over. She also allowed me to rifle through the files of potential characters to portray. I brought home a thick pile of copies on WWI nurses and Katharine Wright, sister to the Wright Brothers.
While the Museum has a costume shop (!!), they don't have late Victorian dress. So I'll need to make something. I believe I already have enough in my closet with which to get started if I just wanted to do Ms. Wright. I'm leaning in that direction. Katharine is on the right.
I've also applied to be a Living History interpreter at Fort Nisqually. I was very inspired by my last visit and discussion with the volunteer there. However, it's been over a week since I sent the application and no response. I've sent a followup "did you receive this?" email. Nadda. Maybe the coordinator is on vacation? If nothing in another few days, I'll send it paper snail mail.
With the thought that I might be able to demonstrate period watercolor illustration (which was suggested by the volunteer with whom I spoke), I ordered Cathy Johnson's Living History: Drawing on the Past,
which was suggested by a staff member at the Fort. "She has written several books of interest to living historians or interpreters". I first became aware of her through Urban Sketchers but she is also involved in historical re-enactment.
On a sadder note, I've been thinking of my cousin, John, whose funeral was Thursday. I found a nice tribute from the local newspaper. I also found his full obituary. My gosh, I never realized he had 15 grandchildren and 11 great-grandchildren! It has been 12 years since I last visited Michigan.
In the course of looking through these tributes, I found this on the funeral home website. One can "send comfort food"
to the family, as well as flowers. I guess it makes sense. We are now so mobile that we live far away from family and friends. In the past, one made a nice casserole and dropped by to leave it with the grieving family. Most of the time we can't do that so easily.