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As some of you may know, my family and I escaped a house fire a couple of weeks ago and are now living in a hotel. Hot tub, sauna, pool and a breakfast buffet- it's not all bad. :-)
We've been salvaging what we can from our house.
Yesterday, I came across a piece of paper that had previously been taped to the inside of my front door so that I could read it frequently. Fortunately, I had removed it from the door- I can't recall why- and brought it down to my desk. The place where it had been on the door was toasted.
It is an excerpt from an e-mail written to me by my Fencing Master, Maître Crown, a few years ago.
I thought perhaps some of you might be interested.
Fencing is the ultimate fighting art. It offers a clarity like no other, a completeness unsurpassed. A scientific reliability that suggests that there are inescapable laws at work to hold the fabric of creation together. It demands every shred of muscle and nerve, a balance of sensitivity and strength, decisiveness and flexibility. It will teach you things about conflict most people never learn, teach you things about human beings that most people never understand- and teach you things about yourself that most people would rather not know.
Assuming, that is, that you learn it from a real master.
I'm sorry to hear about the fire. I hope you and your family are all right and on the road to recovery. Though, I should say that your hotel sounds much nicer than my apartment :)
Thank you for sharing that quote. It sums up exactly what makes fencing such a fascinating and essential art to me, and reminds me why I want to be involved in it however I can (even if I still haven't found any fencers in MN).
I had no idea; can't offer much more from Germany than a wish-you-well and an expression, too, of dismay, plus a hope that no one was injured and everyone is okay, all things considered.
Equipment is mostly fine or cleanable.
I found some of my lovely old sabres on the floor in a mixture of ceiling tile, crushed wallboard, water, ashes, and who-knows-what-else. I wasn't supposed to take anything out of the house until the insurance people had come to take pictures, but there was no way I was going to leave those there!!
Most of the equipment I use it at the salle, anyway, so it wasn't in danger.
Thanks for asking.