So Much So Little So 1870

Yes faithful Blog readers (if you're out there).  It seems as if everything is moving along as usual at our little fort.  That is to say I seem to be learning a new Civil War song every week and have developed more material for my performances, many chicken wings have been had at the Calumet golf course, and I'm even better at cooking in my microwave.  I have found a new friend in the mountain know as Brockway, and several locals scratch their heads at my frequent "cell phoning" at it's peak.  The fourth of July was crazy here.  I mean, people actually came to the harbor.  It was one big party out here, and the tourist came to the fort in swarms.  I got to march in the 4th of July Parade, and lost the hoop in my skirt in the middle of the route.  It's finally hot in the harbor, and I'm not happy about sweating through my many layers, but it only takes one little child to be frightened by my telling of the story of Fanny Hooe or one adult who giggles about my "courting stories" or who lies and says that I have a wonderful singing voice to make it all worth while.  In an odd way I feel as if I'm applying everything I ever learned.  Who would have though I would feel fulfilled working at a historic fort?