RE: Personal Connections
Jerrie > May 18th, 2022, 09:54 AM
It was at Oasis in June of '92, only the second con we'd ever gone to. My lawyerspouse was along as the ride. We all hit it off so well, Irene wrote me a letter offering to share a room. "I'll even share a room with a lawyer. Does he snore?" We were newlyweds, with [his] law school loans to pay off, so I certainly wasn't affording Callaway. Irene offered to cover the full room in return for rides and repartee. It was truly a fantasy con. Everyone deserves one, and that was mine.
Nor does the story [quite] end there. Fast forward a decade or two, and a retired veteran filker grandmother friend had lots of student loans and a car. I had an entirely reasonable horror of the Dallas airport, especially the unlabeled roads around it. So I got to pay it forward, with her picking me up and driving to dinner, etc. She had a shorter drive, but also brought me [coolers of wonderful] food. The guest at that Fencon was Lois McMaster Bujold, whom I got my friend dinner with, so that was a fair bargain.
Lois Bujold, Andre Norton, two brilliant ladies rocking the quiet dignity thing, so that's another connection, right?
Jerrie