Chris Seeman, one of the Society’s founding members, shares some reminiscences from the earliest of days.
Has it been a quarter of a century already??? I guess that makes us original Taruithorners quite ancient – dare I say “well-preserved.” 1989-1990 was most definitely a year to remember. Yankee exchange student/Middle-earth enthusiast arrives in Oxford and discovers to his amazement that there is no active smile in the heart of Tolkiendom. This cannot be borne! And so Taruithorn was born somewhere in the depths of Christ Church.
One of the things I remember from our first meeting was trying to decide what to call ourselves. “Ancalagon” was one of the first suggestions “because we’re not nice people.” (Thankfully, cooler heads prevailed.) I remember lots of punting on the Cherwell and lots of role-playing into the wee hours, but most of all lots of friendship – we still keep in touch with one another after all these years. Let there be no Breaking of the Fellowship. Take care, all.