It's done. A long-time dream turned nightmare then joyful reality has finished it's inaugural, if quite difficult, season at Scarborough Faire. For many years, I have been enamoured of games; games of all sorts, types, styles, genres & methodologies have called to me, beckoned me, even controlled me. Now, I control them under the guise of East Wind Games. Through this mask I have donned I call upon the histories of the world and produce from them the games of antiquity for the modern sensibility. A difficult task to be sure, and one not undertaken lightly. In all reality, I wasn't even sure I could do it. However, with the amazing love & support of my family & friends (one in the same in many instances), I prevailed & have emerged from the ashes of the first season not only unscathed but in essence reborn. The value I place on these individuals and groups for getting me through (sometimes pushing me through) this first season is immense, invaluable and completely beyond any and all efforts of repayment. I cannot thank them enough, pay them enough or love them enough for their support. To my wonderful "staff" of Curtis, Mary, Bethany, Ken & Mary and to the pre-faire workers Rick, Starr, Terrill, Anna & Donny my undying gratitude, thanks and love. To my new found friends in the Blazing Sun, I'm proud to be counted in your ranks and hope to never give cause for regret. You will forever be welcomed at East Wind Games. The ladies of Queen Anne's Lace & the Nuns of Hey Nunnie, Nunnie deserve especial thanks for always providing entertainment on the nearby stage and for keeping me company during periods of non-patron boredom. Those delightfully beautiful and kind tarts, Iris & Rose who stopped by daily for hugs, kisses & whisky; thank you very much! To Clay & Frank and their fantastic photos which I have grabbed for my own use, my hat's off to your talent & selflessness. To David for his unmitigated belief and ability to help, I really couldn't have done it without you! To all those whom I have not mentioned, my apologies but more importantly my sincere gratitude for believing in me, supporting me and at times consoling me. Lastly to Marita Beth who truly did push & goad me into this endeavour my undying, unmitigated love & thanks. Sure, she forced my hand by making the decision for me, and for a time it was tense. However, her foresight, her talent & her managerial skills have resulted in a business model that is at once innovative & forward thinking while pulling on the lessons of history. She is the impetus, the catalyst, indeed the soul of East Wind Games. So now, we look to the off-season. We look to the creation & establishment of new products & product lines. We look to capitalize on the existence of the internet and push eastwindgames.com into the public awareness for continued success. Our heads no longer down straining against a perceived yoke, we have shed the ties that bound us and step forward proudly and un-shackled knowing that we shall only be re-shackled by our own choice. East Wind Games is alive and I thank every single one of your for your part in its success. With love, Ludo Ergo Sum Kyle