Post by MadJack on Oct 1, 2004 18:52:40 GMT 12.75
Hi to all and welcome to F&I Wars. I'm the new moderator and new at doing this. My name is Mad Jack and I live in Latrobe, in the southwestern part of PA. I'm married and have two grown children, a son and daughter. I have a daughter-in-law and a grand-daughter and 2 cats. The rest is lengthy. So if you want some information on me read on. Or not.
;D I started learning a great amount of my outdoor and survival techniques from time in the Boy scouting program as a member, camp staffer + scoutcraft director, and then a scoutmaster. My first shooting introduction was there. My parents (mom ???mostly) didn't want guns in the house, which is why I never got to hunt until 1967. That's when I was in the perfect place to start hunting, southeastern Nebraska. I attended a Junior College there. I hunted after the football season ended, by going home with friends to their homes and farms. Their folks treated me great and taught me about the sport. I've tried to pass it on as a respectful appreciation of that.
During a particular football game in 1967 (I was a starting left defensive end) our opponant was the Haskell Institute for Indians. Then it was a Junior College and now is a University. People of Native American ancestry were the main corpse of the student body. On a play late in that game, I took on the blockers in a sweep play to my side and then made the tackle. In the aftermath, two blockers and the ball carrier were laying motionless on the field. After a short trainers assistance, the blockers were revived but the ballcarrier was taken to Jefferson Co. Memorial Hospital with a severe concussion and after a two day stay returned to the Lawrence, KS schools campus. Later that school year, I was a Javelin thrower for my schools track team and My school team participated in the Haskell Invitational Relays. Throw event competitors were finished competing on the first day and some of their athletes invited myself and a few teammates to an evening get-together in their dorm. All attending had permission from coaches and had curfews. These native american guys were genuine sporstman. And, talk got to talk and to sports and then THAT fall football game. Turns out these were the lineman I'd knocked out and then they called in the ball carrier for me to meet. He jokingly thanked me for counting coup and leaving his hair. Then they had a ceremony that made the two of us blood brothers. I did it all tongue in cheek and am now sorry for that, as it was serious to them. I was given the name "Big Angry Buffalo" .
When I started Buckskinning and Western Fur Trade reenacting, folks said I'd get a name given to me. But I told them the above story and my name I kept, but whitemanned it up to "Mad Buffalo Jack." That"s how I got my name. In my F&I persona I'm "Mad Irish" Jack O'Donnell. Everyone just calls me Mad Jack or Jack.
I started hunting in PA after I married into a hunting family in 1971. In 1978 I won, and built, an Armsport Hawken .54 caliber kit. I also got the finishing kit and accessory and shooters kits. That set the muzzleloading hook deep. I'm sure most of you know about that. I started hunting and shooting competitively and then did the rendezvous scene starting in 1983. With my new friends, we later started the Rangers of the Ohio Company and later an offshoot co-association of the First VA Regiment. In persona, I'm a non-rostered participant with them. Our group is based in Washington, PA. We do events periods from 1750 through the Whiskey Rebellion and to about 1815 or so.
My persona is an Irish decendant who's travelled west with my wife and an indentured servant, and his family that I'd received as dowery with my marrage. I have settled to farm in an area about 2 miles south of the British frontier fort of Bedford. When I need to be away from my homestead, I take work with the Ohio Trade Co or with the military whenever I need to. We can get more into persona details in the threads and posts if the topic arises.
I build my own flintlocks and have sold off some to buy material for a new one. I make close to 90% of all my needs.
Since this has gotten a little long, I can answer querries in posts and threads and others can do the same.
I'd like this to be a means for folks to expand and understand what makes the reenactors tick. A place for answers to the what, where, when and hows of it all. If anyone feels the need to vent or bash, I'd prefer that they take a deep breath, hold it, look in a mirror for 30 seconds, yell and then click your computer over to somewhere else to let it out. Everyone knows the boards rules and will abide by them,... or we'll say a bye to them. Pun intended. Enjoy.
;D I started learning a great amount of my outdoor and survival techniques from time in the Boy scouting program as a member, camp staffer + scoutcraft director, and then a scoutmaster. My first shooting introduction was there. My parents (mom ???mostly) didn't want guns in the house, which is why I never got to hunt until 1967. That's when I was in the perfect place to start hunting, southeastern Nebraska. I attended a Junior College there. I hunted after the football season ended, by going home with friends to their homes and farms. Their folks treated me great and taught me about the sport. I've tried to pass it on as a respectful appreciation of that.
During a particular football game in 1967 (I was a starting left defensive end) our opponant was the Haskell Institute for Indians. Then it was a Junior College and now is a University. People of Native American ancestry were the main corpse of the student body. On a play late in that game, I took on the blockers in a sweep play to my side and then made the tackle. In the aftermath, two blockers and the ball carrier were laying motionless on the field. After a short trainers assistance, the blockers were revived but the ballcarrier was taken to Jefferson Co. Memorial Hospital with a severe concussion and after a two day stay returned to the Lawrence, KS schools campus. Later that school year, I was a Javelin thrower for my schools track team and My school team participated in the Haskell Invitational Relays. Throw event competitors were finished competing on the first day and some of their athletes invited myself and a few teammates to an evening get-together in their dorm. All attending had permission from coaches and had curfews. These native american guys were genuine sporstman. And, talk got to talk and to sports and then THAT fall football game. Turns out these were the lineman I'd knocked out and then they called in the ball carrier for me to meet. He jokingly thanked me for counting coup and leaving his hair. Then they had a ceremony that made the two of us blood brothers. I did it all tongue in cheek and am now sorry for that, as it was serious to them. I was given the name "Big Angry Buffalo" .
When I started Buckskinning and Western Fur Trade reenacting, folks said I'd get a name given to me. But I told them the above story and my name I kept, but whitemanned it up to "Mad Buffalo Jack." That"s how I got my name. In my F&I persona I'm "Mad Irish" Jack O'Donnell. Everyone just calls me Mad Jack or Jack.
I started hunting in PA after I married into a hunting family in 1971. In 1978 I won, and built, an Armsport Hawken .54 caliber kit. I also got the finishing kit and accessory and shooters kits. That set the muzzleloading hook deep. I'm sure most of you know about that. I started hunting and shooting competitively and then did the rendezvous scene starting in 1983. With my new friends, we later started the Rangers of the Ohio Company and later an offshoot co-association of the First VA Regiment. In persona, I'm a non-rostered participant with them. Our group is based in Washington, PA. We do events periods from 1750 through the Whiskey Rebellion and to about 1815 or so.
My persona is an Irish decendant who's travelled west with my wife and an indentured servant, and his family that I'd received as dowery with my marrage. I have settled to farm in an area about 2 miles south of the British frontier fort of Bedford. When I need to be away from my homestead, I take work with the Ohio Trade Co or with the military whenever I need to. We can get more into persona details in the threads and posts if the topic arises.
I build my own flintlocks and have sold off some to buy material for a new one. I make close to 90% of all my needs.
Since this has gotten a little long, I can answer querries in posts and threads and others can do the same.
I'd like this to be a means for folks to expand and understand what makes the reenactors tick. A place for answers to the what, where, when and hows of it all. If anyone feels the need to vent or bash, I'd prefer that they take a deep breath, hold it, look in a mirror for 30 seconds, yell and then click your computer over to somewhere else to let it out. Everyone knows the boards rules and will abide by them,... or we'll say a bye to them. Pun intended. Enjoy.