Who is T.S. Hamby?
It is a fair question, one which I have often asked myself. Born and raised in the Appalachian foothills of North Carolina, I am truly a product of my environment: a good ole boy of Cherokee and Scot-Irish lineage. My childhood was spent learning the folklore and traditions of both cultures from my grandfathers, while my grandmothers did their best to teach me the manners and traditional values of a Southern Gentleman, which I acquired despite myself. The summers consisted of frequent trips to Grandfather Mountain for the Highland Games, the Qualla Boundary ( NC Cherokee Reservation ) to visit the Oconaluftee Indian Village and see Unto These Hills, an outdoor drama depicting the tragic and triumphant story of the Cherokee, and dreams of Uktena, the Raven Mocker and the Tuatha de Danann ... dreams that still fuel my passion for both storytelling games and digital art.
Some time later, I left the hills and mountains of my childhood behind in the quest for enlightenment, fortune and love...all of which I found within the sapphire eyes of a fair, fiery-haired lass. My unfathomable charm, coupled with her obvious lack of judgment, proved to much for her to resist and we were wed, much to the shock and amazement of our family and friends. Still later, a daughter was added to the merry mix, followed shortly by a son. It has been 13+ years since my dearest Sharon lost her mind and said yes ... I am truly thankful that she did.
Which reminds me of a Cherokee proverb my Ududu ( Grandfather ) was fond of quoting, “When you were born, you cried and the world rejoiced. Live your life so that when you die, the world cries and you rejoice.” May Uneque ( The Great Being ) grant each of you such a fate.
Tohidu ( Good Peace ),