April 17, 2008

Digging Up The Past

Last night Husband came home and started digging around in the basement. It would seem that a lot of people he works with know he used to be a CW reenactor, and one of his co-workers called Husband and asked if he could borrow some of Husband's gear for a presentation, which is what prompted the "Big Dig."

It was like....as soon as Husband opened his duffel bag full of his clothes, nostalgia hit.

"Ooooh, that stinks," Husband said.

But then again, one doesn't necessarily want to smell sweet or look brand new when one is portraying a battle-worn soldier.

Then Husband took his bayonet out of its scabbard and emptied his cartridge box. He sputtered over the caps he had to remove; he had a lot more in his pouch than he remembered. (Because, you know, no weapons in schools.)

"Let's go shoot!" I yelled.

"Dammit, woman, do you know how hard that gun is to clean?" Husband yelled back.

Then I said "Admit it, you miss it. You do! The fun, the battles, the tacticals..."

"Oh, maybe just a bit, but shoot, if you think finding a church to go to is hard, how difficult do you think finding a unit would be?"

See, the first time around, Husband was one of the founding members of the unit he portrayed (the 83rd PA, Co. K). But later in the evening he said:

"Do you really want to get back in?"

As if he too was giving it serious thought.

Wouldn't that be something? The kids would have so much fun...and the best thing is my corset fits again!!!

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