Another faire has come and gone. Good food, good drink, and good friends what more could you ask for. The weather was as hot as the wenches in the Shrew Thistle. The Pyrates ransomed back filched items, the gypsies danced for all, and the maybon pole brought joy and fellowship to the community.

The knights faught valliantly and the venders sold off their wares. Fun and merriment was had by all. With a tear in my eye I said good bye to old and new friends alike, Wondering only why isnt it time for faire once more......

This article was published in the Albany Democrat Herald thought I would share. Happy Fathers Day to all the fathers out there.

For all the fathers out there who know what it means to sing a lullaby for their child, or play airplane on the front lawn, Happy Father’s Day. This is your day of appreciation.

But there is one person in particular I would like to acknowledge: Gary Pruitt.

Here’s an open letter to him:

Dear Gary,

When we first met, I was so afraid you would not like me as your son’s girlfriend. I had blue-green hair, tripped over my words as well as myself, and was weird. Little did I know, you were weird too. Although your humor might offend some, I laugh anyway and hope for another joke.

You have given me more love than any father figure ever could. You have a love for computers, Renaissance, kilts, beauty and family, and still you have room for me. You have seen me in every emotional state there ever was, yet you love me for who I am. I truly wish you were my dad.

Sometimes my free spirit gets on your nerves, but you censor yourself anyhow. I know, in any time of need, you would be there. No questions asked, nor any payment due.

You have included me into your family, every trip planned out as if I am going, and every day your home is open for me to come in as I please. I remember you taking pictures at prom; you looked so proud. Also, I will never forget the family game nights. You were so convinced I was full of useless knowledge that would be good at “Scene It.” Turns out you were better at it, because you won every time.

Know that you and your family are not taken for granted. Thank you for treating me as your own daughter. I never thought I needed a father in my life, I never thought I would want one. Yet, here I am, a year and a half later, wishing to have the guts to call you dad someday.

When I am frustrated you give a smile; you hug me when I need it, and love me at all times. Thank you for being my role model. You have shown me that real men can sew and can wear kilts (and do so) at any function. Thank you for showing me that not all dads are selfish.

I love you, Gary. Thank you for being a dad to me.

Tedi  is a junior at A local High school