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Screensize: 640 x 480 800 x 600 1024 x 768 1280 x 1024 UserName: Password: Format Mode: Basic  Help  Prompt  Format: Videos: Font Andale Mono Arial Arial Black Book Antiqua Century Gothic Comic Sans MS Courier New Georgia Impact Lucida Console Script MT Bold Stencil Tahoma Times New Roman Trebuchet MS Verdana   Size 1 2 3 4 5 6   Color Black Red Yellow Pink Green Orange Purple Blue Beige Brown Teal Navy Maroon LimeGreen Message Icon:                             Message: Smilies [quote][i]Originally posted by richfed[/i] [br]Here is the very first thread [that I could find] begun by you - very long ago: [url="http://www.mohicanpress.com/wwwboard/messages/278.html"]Did the deed?[/url]. [size=5][font=Script MT Bold]A very Happy Birthday to you, Chris, old friend!!![/font=Script MT Bold][/size=5] [center][img]http://www.mohicanpress.com/images/chris.jpg[/img][br]Chris at the 1998 Great Mohican Gathering![/center] Remember this? [center][green]Let me get this straight… you want me to explain what this site and all the Mohicanlanders mean to me. In words. I don’t know if a relationship like this can be explained in mere words. I came upon this site about three years ago as a long-time lover of the movie (all right, fanatic fan of the movie). I found all the information I could ever want on the movie itself, the area where it was filmed, the process of filming it, the script, the cast, the crew. I discovered the message board. I’d never posted on one before and I lurked a long time before posting. When I finally showed myself, I was welcomed into a group of intelligent, interesting, informative, imaginative, wacky, insane individuals. Without ever having met, this group could play off one another in a most delightful and entertaining way. How could anyone explain the insanity that broke loose in December of 1997? The posts from those few days should definitely be included in your book with a short explanation of GGGGs, SYMTs and what caused the war to break out. My whole family sat in front of the computer laughing until the tears ran down our cheeks, and we had to order in more Depends. Then Eric Hurley suggested we get together the following summer. Somehow the idea snowballed, and before we knew it we had a Gathering planned. Even though I was new to the board, you planned it so I would be able to come. Wow! I sure appreciated that! OOOOH- but a scary thought! I was actually going to travel to North Carolina to meet, in the flesh, all these different people from all over the world. What if they weren’t just insane, but were really INSANE? Well, I was driving my own car. If they were too bad, I’d just bail out and go home. One of the ones I was most worried about meeting was you, Rich. The mental picture was a short, stocky Italian fellow with a sharp tongue, a relatively short fuse, and a man who absolutely could not let an argument lie still. Hmmm. Not exactly the kind of fellow I thought I would pick for a friend. After driving seven hours or so down from Can-tuck-ee, I was so glad to see Eric Hurley in his red uniform standing at the entrance to Chimney Rock Park, I could have kissed him. However, Sharon was with him, so I simply got directions to the bunkhouse. Several others had arrived before me, and we tentatively introduced ourselves. Hey, these were pretty cool people, and with a common love of LOTM, we were soon chatting away like old friends. Putting faces with the names that we knew so well from the board was great entertainment. We got some big laughs out of that. Saturday morning we met at the pavilion. Rich, I must say I was totally unprepared for the way-cool pony-tailed dude. Meeting and getting to know you and Elaine was one of the highlights of my weekend. You are great people. The glue that holds us all together. The surrogate parents of the site. What can I say? The weekend was a huge success, way beyond my wildest dreams. We could act like silly teenagers, climb all over Chimney Rock Park and Table Rock, drive who knows how far on those little windy NC roads to a theater where we saw the film backwards, ate great meals, and talked and talked and talked… A little more sleep would have been helpful. I don’t think I’ve functioned on so little sleep since I was a teenager, but no one wanted to waste a minute of the time we had together. Carol and Ilse. Roz. Eric and Sharon. Susan Houck. Jo and her Sisters, Marcia. What great memorie [/quote]    Upload an Image File From Your PC For Insertion in Your Post    -  HTML is OFF | Forum Code is ON   Check here to include your profile signature. Check here to subscribe to this topic.