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The Diary of Sir Matthew Sharpe

(The Journal of a Modern Renaissance Gentleman)

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MATT - THE EARLY YEARS...
I was born in Dallas, Texas, but moved to Europe at the age of 3. I lived in Stuttgart, Germany for 2 years, Cambridge, U.K. for 5 years (where I picked up a right proper middle-class English accent that I later learned to mask so as to not be constantly asked to say the word "tomato" for the edification of my American born-and-bred friends). Reluctantly leaving England, our family relocated to Luxembourg City in the gargantuan Grand Duchy of Luxembourg (total size: about the square-mileage of Rhode Island). I spent the next 9 years or so there plotting to escape back to the U.S., a feat that I finally managed upon graduating from high school (another story there, ask me if you're interested).

SOME PHILOSOPHY...
One of the things about being an American living abroad is that it instills in one a deep and abiding appreciation for this country. We're not perfect, but being born an American is an amazing privilege that I believe we take far too much for granted. No matter how rotten life may seem for me at times, I am always very well aware of just how lucky I am. My worst day here in Texas is far better than the average day of 95% of my fellow human beings around the world.

Another benefit of living in Europe is that I was surrounded by tangible, touchable history - everywhere. As a child, I wasn't very cognizant of the fact, but it seeped into me, and as I grew older, I began to want to know more about the people, places and events that had resulted in the places that I grew up in. Thus, I ended up (after a long, laborious process (ask me about that, as well, if you like) with a History degree.

THE ADULT YEARS...
Thus armed with this fantastically useful piece of paper, I set forth to conquer the world. The world, as is its wont, fought back, but along the way I got married to an amazing woman, Kayli (of course, you guessed it, there's another story there. Ask me...etc etc), had a fine, strapping son (Ian), and generally lived a moderately average but generally satisfying life.

I accomplished one of my life's goals, which was to write a book. It was never published, but was a great experience, and I am trying desperately to repeat it with a historical novel. Life - and laziness - have gotten in the way, but I have hopes, forlorn tho' they may be.

A MAN OBSESSED...
For the last 18 years or so, I have been attending our local Renaissance Fair, Scarborough Faire in Waxahachie. For the first few years, I came clad in shorts and t-shirts, but I noticed that the paying customers who wore period clothing seemed to be having more fun. So our family, including then-Baby Ian began wearing whatever we could buy, sew, or cobble together in order to get more in the spirit of things. By 2001, I was seriously hooked, and thought about seeing what was involved in applying to join the cast. The fact that I was travelling on business a lot prevented me from being able to make the committment necessary, but I was lucky enough (in 2003) to be invited to join the Scarborough Royal Guard (heartfelt thanks to Sir Marcus Desmond), a volunteer organization made up of costumed customers who want to play in the Cast's sandbox and be a part of the proceedings by standing guard over the faire's King Henry VIII and Queen Anne Boleyn, and by strutting (not marching - we have FAR too much style for that) in the midday parade.

And now, I have at last joined the Cast at Scarborough (EDIT - 2009 will be my 4th year!), and will be documenting my trials, tribulations, and successes herein. Join me, would you?

God Save Their Majesties!

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