Well, actually, three different ones, going back to the early 1990s. My friends and I have a large canvas wall tent, and we portray refugees, trying to escape from the war.
One of my most memorable moments, not just in reenacting but in life itself, took place on the Island. We were sitting under the tent fly on a miserably rainy afternoon, sipping tea and feeling sorry for ourselves. Running around in full-length dresses is no fun on a muddy, rainy day.
Then in the foggy distance, we spotted Abraham Lincoln. No, really! There is an amazing actor named Fritz Klein, based out of Springfield, Illinois, who makes his living as a Lincoln impersonator. He is as good as Daniel Day Lewis in the movie Lincoln, without the excessive Method acting nonsense.
Mr. Lincoln was drenched, so we invited him to join us and gave him a cup of hot coffee. For an hour or so, he chatted with us in character. It was surreal, to be conversing with the President. Before he left, he offered my eight-year-old nephew a job, as Secretary of the Interior, with a signed certificate.
It was magic!