I am truly going to miss all the great fun Osis seemed to generate.....
raiding the Galbraith family mead, swimming at the swim hole,
the late night drinking games,...and the way he treated people around him.
One of my fondest memories is the first time I encountered this huge
friend. I was off to my 2nd SCA event which just happened to be Murder
Melee. I live down in the little town of Tillsonburg and my sister lives
in Toronto and is famous for the Galbraith family mead her and my brother
in law make. I arrived at Troll and my first camping event without a clue
what to do or what exactly was going on. I knew that somehow I had to try
to meet up with the Toronto group and after trying to remember all the SCA
names I was getting rather frustrated. I got into my little car and
resorted to the grand tour of the encampements. After about a half an
hour I thought I recognized one of my sisters friends setting up camp on
the top of a hill and there soaking up the sun with a bottle of beer was
Osis. I jumped out of the car and asked if she knew my sister and was so
glad to hear that yes indeed she did and my sister would be there later.
Then ofcourse Osis as a charming person he is insisted that until the
group arrived I of course would be the guest of the encampment. As my
sisters friend busied herself with the set up of the camp Osis proceeded
to entertain me with many many bottles of mead. By the time my sister
arrived several hours later we were best friends and I was dancing.......
I think the tradition of being the late night mead drinkers started
then. Any of my friends that I have brought to meet this man were treated
with the same welcoming gestures and I have two in Australia whom still
talk about Osis and Babba.I will remember Osis / Craig as the person who
made everyone feel special and always cared enough to have a fun time at
the swim hole or around the fire. I will miss his friendship as will many
Tamara of the Light