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Connections at the Fair

haddayr and I were pleased to see two of our friends from our Irish Class stop by colgaffneyis camp. We introduced them and showed them around. c_nocturnum showed one of them how to wear a greatkilt, and bullettheblue sold him a bonnet that twolodge had made.

Another visitor was a computer consultant I know from work and his wife. Recognition was delayed a second because of unfamiliar dress: I had never seen him in shorts and T-shirt, and he had never seen me in a kilt. One of those “he looks familiar…” moments, then I recognized the corporate logo on his shirt.

I also saw one of my Carleton folk dance connections, who came by with his wife and child. He works for the college now, but Farmington is at least as easy to reach from Northfield as from the Cities.

Sunday–travel and connections

With mia_mcdavid at her weaving class again today, I went to Church alone. Rather than go back to St. Christopher’s, or to one of the other local churches Mia has been writing about, I drove down to Northfield, for the Palm Sunday liturgy at All Saints Church. Our former Senior Associate Priest at St. Christopher’s is now Priest-in-Charge there. She has her own show now.

….And she is doing a great job. The church was quite full. It was evident minutes into the liturgy that she is quite comfortable, more relaxed and happy than I had seen her at St. Christopher’s for years. It quickly became clear that the feeling is reciprocated. They love her there. Next time I visit I am going to downplay the fact that I am from her former parish….they don’t want any suggestion that a connection from the cities might draw her back.

It was the best worship experience I have had since leaving St. Luke’s/Evanston, back in ’97. In fact, it seemed like a minaturized St. Luke’s–this is a much smaller church in physical size. But there was lots of sung liturgy, including sung prayers, and superb music. It was a fine Anglo-Catholic liturgy, without the misogynist and homophobic baggage so often associated with that wing of Anglicanism–again, just like St. Luke’s.

I noticed another friend there. One of the choir members, who was the narrator for the passion Gospel and later led (chanting) the prayers, is a Carleton friend. He graduated 20 years after me, but was also a Carleton folk dancer. We met at the ’97 College reunion, where some of us old farts from the early ’70’s dragged out the old folk dance records, and found ourselves joined by these dancers from 20 years later, who told us that the Carleton folk dancers had survived, and had records and pictures going back to our day. Since then folk dancing over all the decades has been a regular Carleton reunion feature. Generally growing old sucks, but being treated as a tribal elder is kind of neat :-)>

A Small Connection

In Irish you don’t count people in the same way you count things. In particular, “two” as in “two people” is beirt rather than or dhá. This came up in class last night, and for some reason it stuck in my mind.

On my way home from work I remembered that long (35+ years) ago at Carleton I had learned an Irish dance called Siamsa Beirte, which we were told translates roughly as “play for two”. A quick check in an Irish dictionary this evening showed that siamsa means “amusement”. Close enough.

So now I understand the name of the dance and the tune better than I did way back then. It has taken a while :-)> Still, I am pleased that I could make the association.

I have forgotten the dance–I don’t think I ever did it after graduation in 1972. However, I clearly remember that it was fun. I would like to learn it again.