–We got to see Joel, so exciting! We’ve been missing you!
“And I’ve never been to Boston in the fa…”Oh, wait! I have!
Joy and Christie reporting from the home of our lovely hosts, listening to a song, giggling our faces off and thinking about History. Well, we really aren’t thinking about history. Actually, I just had to think about history to write that sentence, so I suppose we are. Yesterday, after hardly any sleep and several cups of coffee, we ventured out to explore the history Boston has to offer. We had lots of fun, ate a good deal, learned a lot, ate some more, saw the graves of several famous people, ate a muffin, stood on the very ground that our founding fathers stood–and some of them died on–and ate Boston creme pie. Eating was our favorite part. Overall, it was a great success.
Today, we went to Lexington and Concord, visiting museums detailing the events of April 19, 1775, the day the war truly began. We never knew that the fighting lasted all day, the colonists chasing the British all through the countryside, engaging them several times in various ambushes. Although the colonists began with only 70 troops against 700 redcoats, their ranks grew along the road until they swelled to 4000, leaving the redcoats at 1700, the day amounting to a good rout of the English by the farmers and ordinary men of America. They had no training, no supplies except for what they provided themselves, but they beat the British because they were driven to protect their families, and to fight for liberty. It makes me wonder, if we were forced into the same situations they were, would we respond as bravely?
Anywho, we will leave the pictures to speak for themselves and tell the rest of the story. Enjoy!
Our motley crew trooping along in Boston.
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In the Granary graveyard where revolutionists such as Samuel Adams and James Otis. The English spelling of “lyes” makes this graveyard seem even more eerie.
We practice holy reverence in the Anglican church along the red brick road.
Beautiful, isn’t she?
Re-enacting the scene from the battle sparked by “the shot heard ’round the world.” Joy and I are the redcoats, facing the chapel, while Jack and Jackson are the colonists, who suffered greatly in that first encounter. In other words, we win. Haha.
Beautiful countryside around the old north bridge. Even in a place of war, there is always beauty.