But I began meeting others who do the same thing. I was surprised. I had not known so many people enjoyed recreating different periods in history, as a hobby or even as a part time job. Yesterday, I met more, in the field behind Fort Stevens state park, encamped as living history of the Civil War.
The Civil War was brutal, deadly and bloody. It was a horrible event in our history but had to happen. Remembering it is one thing so as not to repeat mistakes. Billy the Kid was involved, when very young, in one of the brutal battles, where men's penises were cut off while they were still alive, things like that and hammers to the head dispatched captured wounded. Did witness to that turn him into what he became? Reliving it as a way of life or hobby, I couldn't do that. I have a vivid imagination where I can sometimes feel what I imagine or remember. So I try to keep the bad memories asleep, don't need more. War can seem romantic at a distance and patriotic. At a distance.
|Ran into a deer up near one of the Fort Stevens guns|
|Also a ground squirrel with very fat stuffed cheeks!|
|Shadow of me. Inside a battery building.|
|The Columbia River, taken from Area D.|
|Peter Iredale shipwreck ribs and people on the beach there, at Fort Stevens state park near Astoria.|
|Astoria Trolley. It runs up and down the river front. By river, I mean, to those not from Oregon, the Columbia.|
|Echo went this time.|
|As did Echo's sister, Fantasia.|
|And Molly went also.|