Monday, July 17, 2017

Patriots & Loyalists: Colonial Fort Wayne 2017

There really is something to be said about being in the midst of Patriots and Loyalists - the folks representing our country's founding generation. Especially here in Michigan. Yes, though not well-known, Michigan played a role in the early formation of our country during the French & Indian War as well as in the Revolutionary War.  However, I do not personally reenact as a Michigan settler in that time period; since I was a young child my main point of interest in history was 18th century east coast America, and that's where my historical heart lies. I know this may frustrate a few, but I would much rather be where my passion is than where it is not.
(I do, however, reenact as a 19th century Michigan farmer at Civil War events)
The soundtrack to the Revolutionary War:
fife & drum music
What I am happy to see is that interest in the founding generation seems to be growing, with help from the popularity of TV shows such as AMC's Turn, HBO's John Adams series, and the Hamilton play, as well as our country heading toward its 250th "birthday."
It was only a few years ago that I unwittingly wrote about how there seemed to be so few colonial and Revolutionary War reenactments in the southern Michigan area.
Fortunately, I was sorely mistaken. Not only are Rev War and Colonial events pretty plentiful, but they seem to be increasing with each coming reenacting season. And there's no sign of it stopping.
Yeah...I'm a happy man...
Road to Boston!
In fact we recently had two events occur on the very same weekend: Battle of Sunset Lake in Vicksburg, Michigan, and Historic Fort Wayne in Detroit. It was difficult for me to choose which one I would attend, but I felt I should be at the one closest to where I live - Fort Wayne in Detroit - for one main reason: the head of the Historic Fort Wayne Coalition, Tom Berlucchi, has done much for me; he is the person who allows me to utilize one of the beautifully restored Victorian houses at Christmas time during their Christmas at the Fort event. He is also allowing me the opportunity to put together a 19th century fall harvest event in October.
Giving back in this manner is the least I can do.
The second reason? Why, it's only about 15 to 20 minutes from my home.
                  Nice and close.
I do hope to make it to Vicksburg next year, God willing.

So, as it happened, it was toward the end of June that the sixth annual Colonial Days at Fort Wayne took place, and this year, for the first time, everyone camped along the road 'neath the shade of the trees. Yes, a much better location, in my opinion, than being inside the star fort grounds under the blazing hot sun!
Though we did not have as large a turnout of reenactors as we had hoped, 
we had enough tents to line the street, and the visitors seemed 
quite pleased, for every tent had a presentation to give:
I did present as Paul Revere, giving the visitors an overview and a few highlights of his life, as well as his accomplishments, and also allowing for questions. It's unfortunate that the Longfellow poem, though keeping the Paul Revere name alive, certainly did no favors to authentic history. I am always happy to try to set the record straight, and I was able to do that here for many of the visitors, both child and adult alike.
This is my camp set up.
~No, the British are not coming, though I hear the Regulars might be coming out. 
~No, I did not make it to Concord - I got captured on the way.
~No, I was not the only rider - there were dozens more.
~Yes, I completed my main objective, which was to warn John Hancock and 
Samuel Adams of the Regulars coming out...possibly to arrest them.


My wife brought along her spinning wheel and, as she spun, she really drew the crowds. It seemed that everyone who walked past stopped to watch as she 
explained the process from sheep to shawl.

My wife, at the wheel, also will have some of the younger girls attempt to card the wool with carding paddles. Hands on history!
Next to Patty is our friend Sue, who was working on her needlepoint. Normally a Civil War reenactor, this was Sue's first time out to a reenactment as a colonial, 
and we were very glad to have her with us.

~ Making food last ~
Ross and Geri are long-time 18th century reenactors. Here we find Geri working 
on making the summer vegetables last by stringing them up to dry them out. 
Drying was a common method of food preservation, and many old homes show evidence of this practice with the nail holes in the ceiling rafters above the 
fireplace hearth and in the garrets.

Ross, who, along with his wife, is a chandler (and he also has done blacksmithing), is a weaver as well; with his small loom, he weaves belts and straps.

Another camp showed make butter in the way our colonial ancestors did...with a butter churn.
It really was a simple but necessary process: after the cow(s) or goat(s) were milked, the milk was left to settle in a cool place in shallow pans so the cream would rise to the top. After half a day or so, the cream was skimmed off and put ready for the churn.  A stick called a dasher or churn dash was moved up and down by hand in an upright container, usually made of wood or earthenware. Moving the cream constantly is the churning that actually produces butter by separating out the yellow fat from the buttermilk.
~Welcome to Churning With Ruth~
Like spinning wheels, using butter churns evokes 
the spirit of the past as little else can.

Ken Roberts has been reenacting for 50 years. He was even involved in the Bicentennial reenactment at Greenfield Village on July 4th, 1976 where the 
Village saw the largest one-day crowd in its entire history.
Here we see him giving a lesson on the workings of a Brown Bess musket.

Preparing to fire the cannon.

I always just miss catching the flame shooting out of the cannon.

This cannon, in case you were wondering, is a two-pounder French field piece.

"Brother, I have Johnny cake for you
to take. 'Twill not come amiss with new 
butter Mistress Church had made."
I was pleasantly surprised to see so many parents bringing their children to the reenactment, most of which had never been to one before. A few said they wanted to teach their kids history because they felt their schools were not doing a sufficient job. One parent told me his school downplayed history and he was sick of it so he took matters into his own hands, and part of his plan was to go to more local historical places such as Historic Fort Wayne, the Detroit Historical Museum, Greenfield Village and the Henry Ford Museum.
Now that's a pro-active parent!
I also mentioned for him to visit Crossroads Village, historic Greenmead, and Mill Race Village, and even included some of the other various reenactments in the general area, including Civil War.
It was nice to have such a mixture of kids and adults, and I made sure to not only speak a bit on Paul Revere, but also on the Declaration of Independence and of its importance, since this reenactment took place shortly before the 4th of July. Unfortunately, there are so many false or embellished stories about this period that it's almost like I'm fighting a losing battle. Seriously - too many people utilize blind faith and Facebook memes to get their "facts." 
I cannot stress enough to do your own research and utilize multiple sources!
On the left you see my son, Rob, portraying a minuteman. That's me in the center, and Ken Roberts on the right. 
Rob is still finding his way in this era, but every year he inches
closer to where he hopes to be. As a descendant of a Patriot on his mother's side,
that is who he chooses to portray. Yes, I am proud. 
It's ironic that I am descended from Quaker Loyalists!
Ha!
It always amazes me to hear folks speak of battlefields as if a town set aside a portion of land for the men to fight upon. And these same people are surprised when they learn that the armies fought wherever they felt they could best use their forces to win, be it in the midst of the town's houses and buildings or on farmer's fields. I try to explain that the citizens of said towns were almost always in harm's way, and many would escape as quickly as they could to where they hoped would be safety.
"Children, we have had our fill of this War outside our door. When we arrive at 
your Aunt's, remember that your mother has taught you to work quickly and 
with care. Show that you have learned your lessons well."

Members of Simcoe's Rangers?
By the way, I would like to note that at least a half-dozen visitors mentioned AMC's Turn: Washington's Spies to me during the course of the weekend, and they said that the show is what ignited (or re-ignited) their interest in the Revolutionary War and so they came out to our reenactment because of that.
I think this is very cool.
Yes, and though it may not be a historically accurate show, I would also like to point out that there is no denying what Turn has done for Revolutionary War history and reenacting here in the 21st century:
~ we now have dozens more attending our reenactments and living history events solely because they watch Turn and its piqued their interest to learn more. And they are asking questions!
~ People who may not have been very interested in the time period are now purchasing books and doing further research to learn more of what actually happened during the War.
~ Because of Turn, as well as the Hamilton play and the John Adams HBO mini-series from a few years back, interest in our nation's founding has grown. Huzzah to that!
Yeah, Turn (and the other shows) may not be fully historically accurate, but it has done more to generate interest for early American history than nearly anything else out there in recent times.

And that's alright by me.

Meanwhile, back at Fort Wayne, much to my surprise I found myself in an unfortunate situation: 
Unbeknownst to me, a few members of the Queen's Rangers were making plans to arrest me. I wonder if the flag gave me away...
Stepping out of my house - - -
I was accosted by two members of the Rangers, one held a bayonet to my throat while the other pointed a musket to my chest.

They roughed me up a bit then sat me down at their headquarters where I was read the "treasonous" charges against me. Of course, being the honest man I am - and a proud patriot - I admitted to most of them.
And gave them attitude - - - - - - 

They decided to put me in front of a firing squad rather
than death by hanging to make an example of me.
At least it will be quick...

I stood bravely, awaiting my fate...
Suddenly, the word "FIRE" was heard and the guns blazed.

You know, over the years I've seen many reenactors "die" on the battle field, but none at a firing squad. So, with all visitor eyes upon me, I knew 
I had to make it a good one - I needed to make it realistic - so when the volley 
was fired, I jerked and flung myself back. 
I was told it was an excellent death.
Not bad for an old guy - - - - - 

Checking to make sure I was dead...
It's little scenarios like this that add flavor to reenactments...and I wouldn't mind doing this again,  showing what could happen to a captured member of the "Sons of Liberty" or other patriots.

 Of course, 240 years later...in 2017...
2017? ugghh! I must have overslept! lol

 Meanwhile, back in 1777 - - -
...and at my camp...
I enjoy bringing a few accessories with me to accent my presentation.
One example, beside the cloth Betsy Ross flag, are the two lighting apparatus's 
I brought along:
my tin lantern and my betty lamp

and a few other items such as:

a tinder box, pewter mug, ceramic mug, pewter ink well and quill pen, and silver candlestick. Oh! And a Virginia Gazette from July 26, 1776 announcing the 
Declaration of Independence. 
The Windsor chair? I wish I could say it was mine but, alas, 
it was borrowed for this picture.

I am honored to stand alongside two men 
with a long history in the world of reenacting.
America was very lucky to have the men and women that it did when our Nation was formed. I personally believe it was Providence, for, out of a population of about three million people, we saw such great Americans as Benjamin Franklin, George and Martha Washington, John Hancock, Thomas Jefferson, John and Abigail Adams, George Wythe, Dr. Joseph Warren, James Madison, Samuel Adams, Paul Revere...and so many more.
Just think of it...
I am glad we have not forgotten our founding generation; not many countries venerate their founders in the way we do, which I find unusual. But the thing is, most citizens of other countries can tell you about Washington, Franklin, Jefferson, and even Revere.
"Tis sweet to be remembered..."
Yeah, for all its good and bad, I think we have a pretty darn good country with quite the varied history.


And so, we'll end this on a "cute" note.
We got a puppy! In fact, we picked him up earlier in the day and brought him directly to his first reenactment.
We named him Paul Anka (yes we did, you Gilmore Girl fans!) and he is just 8 weeks old here.
But as you can see, he is quite the helper already!
Paul Anka was eager to help us set up our tent!

After all that work, he needed a drink of water!

He barely flinched when the muskets or the 
cannon were fired. And why would he? As a retriever 
he is a born hunting dog, and guns (or fireworks) 
do not startle him at all.
Paul Anka really is a Son of Liberty!
As of this writing, our new pup has become a comfortable member of our family, likes his name, and brings lots of joy to all of us. And I got to admit, I enjoy seeing the look on the faces of people when we tell them his name...
"And they called it puppy lo-o-ve..."

Until next time, see you in time...


If you are interested in learning about life during the Revolutionary War time period, you might enjoy the links below:
Colonial Cooking: On the Hearth
A post dedicated solely to life in a colonial-era kitchen, including cooking. It is filled with information on the types of foods our colonial ancestors ate, their utensils, food preservation, and so on.

Living By Candle Light: The Light at its Brightest
Could you survive living in the era before electric lights or even the 19th century style oil lamps?
Do you know how many candles you would need for a year?
Do you know what it was like to make candles right from scratch, or what it was like to visit your local chandler?
That's what this posting is about!

Historic Lighting
Here is my own personal collection of historic lighting apparatus - some original and most replicated - dating from the mid-18th century through the late 19th century.
I never realized lighting could be so cool.

Travel and Taverns
The long air-conditioned (or heated) car ride. Motels without a pool! Can we stop at McDonalds? I'm hungry!
Ahhhh....modern travelers never had it so good.
I've always had a fascination of travel back in the day, and I decided to find out as much as I could about them.
I wasn't disappointed - - - I dug through my books, went to a historic research library, 'surfed the net' (does anyone say that anymore?), and asked docents who work at historic taverns questions, looking for the tiniest bits of information to help me to understand what it was like to travel and stay at a tavern in the colonial times.
This post is the culmination of all of that research.
Our country's founding relied greatly on the tavern.

Colonial Cooking: On the Hearth
A post dedicated solely to life in a colonial-era kitchen, including cooking. It is filled with information on the types of foods our colonial ancestors ate, their utensils, food preservation, and so on.
 
In the Good Old Colony Days
A concise pictorial to everyday life in America's colonies. And I do mean "pictorial," for there are over 80 photos included, covering nearly every aspect of colonial life.
I try to touch on most major topics of the period with links to read more detailed accounts.
This just may be my very favorite of all my postings. If it isn't, it's in the top 2!

And, for good measure:
Turn: The Original Culper Spy Ring Members
I haven't loved a television show as much as I do AMC's Turn since I can't remember when, and the series, though not as historically accurate as I'd like, got me interested in a part of the Revolutionary War that I previously had little to do with.
What I did here is write short biographies of Washington's original spies from Long Island. Inserted throughout are pictures from the 4th (and final) season of the show.

Those who are not fans of Turn (usually due to the inaccuracies) really despise it. But then, they will find fault with most American-made history shows. But for those of us who do like it tend to be major fans. That being said, if you do not like "Turn: Washington's Spies" then you probably will not care for this posting because, as I said, I am a major fan. So rather than read this and get all upset because you don't happen to like it, I suggest you move along.
If you are like me (and so many others) and love the show for what it is - a television series with great drama - stick around, for there are plenty of pretty cool pictures in store for you.










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Monday, July 10, 2017

The Spirits of '76 Continue: Independence Day 2017

The bridge to the past...
There's no real history lesson or one of my "stories" in this week's posting. Well, okay, there is a little...but mostly I've put together a collection of pictures that were taken on one of my most favorite holidays, Independence Day, showing how a few of us living historians celebrated the glorious 4th this year.
Every year since 2010 I have spent my 4th of July's at historic Greenfield Village while wearing period clothing. For the first few years I wore my 1860s attire, but, since 2014, I changed over to the fashions of the 1770s. And I never fail to have at least one other reenactor come along with me - many times a half dozen or more will join in the celebratory fun. And we spend the entire day there, waving back at visitors who wave at us, taking pictures with others, speaking with the presenters inside the historic houses (which is my favorite part), and usually end up eating at the Eagle Tavern.
Well, this year our celebration was changed up a bit.
Just a bit. And we'll get to that shortly.
But first I just want to mention that it really was nice to have members of my reenacting group, Citizens of the American Colonies, join me once again this year. Citizens, as you may recall, is a new living history group I formed, and I am happy to say it is still growing, so you can imagine how very glad I was to have a few members come out.
So! On the morning of the 4th we met bright and early at Greenfield Village. The bright sunshine was in its summer glory - the sun always seems to shine on the 4th of July - and we knew the day was going to be something special.
Whenever I am at the Village and dressed in the styles of our founding generation, I always make it a point to head first thing toward the far end where the original colonial houses sit. And this year was no different. As always, we had a wonderful time speaking with the presenters who were working inside the 1750s home of Samuel and Anna Daggett, and we also enjoyed the opportunity to take a few "quick sketches" while there.
The Daggett farm is, perhaps, my favorite of all the buildings inside Greenfield Village. The architecture is of a saltbox style, which was very popular in 18th century New England...
...and the way the Village utilizes a sort of "2nd person" presentation (combination 1st & 3rd) makes the house come alive in ways few historical houses do. Yes, the spirits of the past are rife within its walls, and are even more present when one is in fitting clothing of the time period.
And they do make it come alive - the knowledge of the more senior presenters who work at Greenfield Village is, at times, astounding. This is because for years they've done a variety of historical skills and chores first hand, including cooking, cleaning, mending, spinning, dyeing, sewing, controlling the heat of the cooking hearth, rendering lard, farming, tending the garden, and repairing tools (just to name a few). Yes, the period-dressed presenters here gain a wealth of knowledge and experience over the years that goes beyond your typical book-smart historian. And the way these experts work with the newer presenters reminds me of a mother or father passing on their skills to the kids...for future generations.
Learning by doing - just like in the old days.
Many living historians/reenactors also learn the skills of old and, when the opportunity arises while at a reenactment, will apply them to presentations as well.
Here we see a few members of Citizens of the American Colonies living history group intermingling with Greenfield Village/Daggett House presenters for a visit (actually, one of the presenters - Larissa - is also a member of my "Citizens" group).
In case you are wondering, the ladies are all admiring my new brown cocked hat I had made by Abbie Samson at Samson Historical Colonial Outfitters.
Okay, so they're not. But it's still a very cool hat, don't you think?
My hat it has three corners...

Samuel Daggett was a housewright by trade and built this home in Coventry (now Andover), Connecticut on a spot known as Shoddy Hill Road, atop 80 acres of land, 
half of which had been deeded to him by his father. Samuel also framed nearly 
every other house in the surrounding area.
As if that were not enough, Daggett also mended carts, wheels, made yolks, 
built coffins, plowed for neighbors, and built a road along the side of his house, 
along with a host of other things (besides tending his own farm).

The home life and daily activities of Anna and the children were closely connected to the work that Samuel did. On farms in the colonial era, each family member played an important role in producing food, clothing and household goods for the family.
The housewife's universe spiraled out from hearth and barnyard to tending a kitchen garden and perhaps a large vegetable garden, as well as assisting with the grain harvest, spinning, dyeing, mending... 
The breached boy would be out with father on the farm while the daughter would be learning to run a household like her mother, among their other daily duties. Girls and boys would both care for the animals, including gathering eggs, grooming, and feeding.
The household ran like a well-oiled machine: everyone had their part and place, and one missing link could throw a wrench into the entire operation.

 Each role was just as important as the next.  

Ahhh...nothing like a colonial photo.  
Maybe I should sepia it up to make it look more authentic...hmmm...
Except, there were no photographs in colonial times. 
heh heh heh

Posed pictures and paintings are nice, but I prefer more natural scenes as what 
you see above. Because so many of the paintings of the period depict mostly the well-to-do wearing the latest fashions made from the fanciest silks and other fibrous substances, that's what we think of when we imagine the people of these times. 
But I suppose I must be a bit off center, for you see, as a living and social historian, my mind will immediately think of scenes like what you see here, of common folk that are less formal, enjoying visits and some relaxed conversation rather than the 
upper-class paintings we're used to seeing. 

And to see colonials smiling or even laughing seems to be way beyond our comprehension. I mean, people were miserable back then, don't you know! They hated their lives and dreamed of a future where automatic washers & dryers and motorized tractors would make life easier.
Yeah...there are those folks who tend to think that way...as if there was no happiness at all in the 18th century. 
One of the great American myths...

As we strolled along the street to visit a few of the other historical homes, we enjoyed the waves and smiles from guests as they rode past us in Model Ts or saw us in the distance from the trains. I believe they really enjoy seeing "colonial" folk walking around on Independence Day at the Village - it adds to the magic of history. In fact, I must admit a bit of disappointment that the powers-that-be haven't seized the opportunity to open up the Giddings House on the 4th of July to show, like they used to, a comparison between the rural Daggett Farm to the more upscale Giddings.
That would be a very welcome Independence Day bonus!
Now let's head toward a real Revolutionary War house, the former home of John and Mehetable Giddings, formerly located in Exeter, New Hampshire.
Mr. Giddings, one of the most active and trusted supporters of the patriotic cause in the Legislature, commanded a company of those who marched from Exeter, New Hampshire to Portsmouth to support, if necessary, the party of General Sullivan and Laughdon in the raid upon Fort William and Mary in Portsmouth Harbor in December 1774. In 1775, he was nominated for the important appointment of delegate to the Continental Congress, but modestly withdrew his name.
Susan and Rae, the two lovely ladies who accompanied me, are both clothing historians and expert seamstresses. 
Either one could have lived in the Giddings House.

Most of the Giddings Home is plexi-glassed off so visitors
are only allowed to peak in four rooms from the hall: 
two on the second floor and two on the first.

I caught the two girls looking out of the second floor 
hallway window and it just seemed to have a very
interesting feel to it, so out came the stealth camera.
And that's all she wrote for the Giddings House.
Until they decide to open it up to the public more often, visitors can only see its colonial beauty through plexi-glass.
I believe they certainly are missing a great opportunity here.

Rae, Susan, and I spent the perfect morning at Greenfield Village, but, as mentioned earlier, we decided to change it up a bit for the afternoon. As the noontime hour came around, we left Greenfield and went to a smaller local open-air museum called Historic Mill Race Village where Independence Day celebrations were also going on. My friend (and Citizens of the American Colonies member) Lauren had been asking/needling/cajoling me to give Mill Race a try for the 4th of July for the past few years, and this year she told me she would jump up and down with joy if we came.
So we did.
And she held to her promise!

The 200th anniversary (bicentennial) of the United States declaring Independence from England certainly speared quite a national pride in America's history, and not just on the east coast. Beginning in the late 1960s and continuing on throughout the following couple of decades, historic preservation seemed to become a national past time. Nearly every village, town, and city began to preserve their historic structures which then became a source of pride for the citizens.
Mill Race Village is on a much smaller scale than Greenfield Village, 
but the small-town atmosphere is omnipresent, as you can see in this photograph.
Small-town America. Ya gotta love it!
Mill Race, created back in 1972 by the Northville Historical Society, was one of those sources of pride. It was built upon land donated to the City of Northville by the Ford Motor Company, which was originally the site of the city's first gristmill (hence the name Mill Race). It is now home to 11 historic structures, all from the general surrounding area of Northville.
I wasn't sure what to expect upon arriving there. Yes, I have been to Mill Race before and even wrote a blog post about it (click HERE), but I have not visited for the 4th of July.
I'm certainly glad I did, for they depicted an old-fashioned Independence Day celebration that included other reenactors as well; they had the Ottawa Longrifles and Civil War Sharpshooters, which were very cool, but, unfortunately, no Continentals or Redcoats, which was a bit disappointing.
No matter - we were a welcome addition to the other historical reenactors, and each, representing a sort of timeline, tended to compliment each other.
Members of Citizens of the American Colonies posing in front of the Cady Inn.
Our first stop, to help get us back into the 18th century mindset, was the the local ordinary (tavern).
The Cady Inn was built around 1835 in Northville and was moved to Mill Race in 1987. Though it is not an actual Revolutionary War tavern, it is very reminiscent of those from the Revolutionary period, especially inside (though the exterior can pass from the period as well).
We found it to be a pleasantly historical experience as we sat at the tables in one of the rooms. The atmosphere, as we shared and discussed news and information from the 1770s and 80s, had an almost immersion feel. 
As we sat at a table a-waiting our drinks (we both ordered flip I mentioned to 
Dr. Franklin a story I had heard about how he related with great pleasantry that in travelling when he was young, the first step he took for his tranquility and to obtain immediate attention at the inns was to anticipate inquiry by saying, 
'My name is Benjamin Franklin. I was born in Boston. I am a printer by profession, 
am travelling to Philadelphia, shall have to return at such a time, and have no news. 
Now, what can you give me for dinner?'"
Dr. Franklin laughed at the story and told me that, yes, it was quite true!
(Flip, by the way, was a blend of beer, rum, molasses (or dried pumpkin), and eggs or cream, and was usually mixed in a pitcher and then whipped into a froth by plunging a hot fire poker (called a flip-dog) into its midst).
By the 1760s and 1770s, the ordinaries were the rendezvous for those who believed 
in the Patriot cause and listened to the stirring words of American rebels, 
who mixed dark treason to King George with every bowl of punch they drank
The story of our War for Independence could not be dissociated from the old taverns, 
for they are a part of our national history, and those which still stand are among our 
most interesting Revolutionary relics.

Dr. Franklin and I discussed the first printing of the Declaration of Independence, known as the John Dunlap broadside.
Dunlap spent much of the night of July 4 working feverishly in setting the type and running off the broadside sheets to be delivered and read aloud to the public the 
following day.

It would have been a rare sight to see a lone woman inside of a tavern unless she was the tavern keep's wife, daughter, or a server.
However, women who traveled in groups, such as sisters, may not have had 
any other place to stay other than an inn, therefore the scene here 
would not have been uncommon.

What is also historically correct is that the men, who are discussing 
current events and politics, are sitting at a different table away from the women. 
In actuality, depending on the tavern's layout or size, the ladies may even have 
been in a separate room altogether.

Now, there are two main types of reenacting that I enjoy: "being there" and "presenter."
Since we have had no real 'formal' reenactments to attend on the 4th of July, we tend to sort of make our own (though Mill Race may be a new beginning for us). As you have seen in several of the pictures above, we can do somewhat a bit of immersion...to an extent. There are modern folk around, but it can be easy to block them out and get in the moment, as the ladies, Dr. Franklin, and I did by "separating" ourselves from most of the public for a bit while in the inn. And by doing this "being there" practice before attending to the public, it helps to make it real enough for us to face them with the right mindset, which brings me to the other type of reenacting I enjoy: presenting.
It was a great time to "mill" about Mill Race and speak to the visitors there about Independence Day. And that's something we all very much enjoy doing.
I mean, it's our passion: it's American History!

I spoke to people not only as Paul Revere, but also as regular old Joe-colonial citizen. Of course, it helps to be recognized as the person you are pertaining to be, in the way Bob Stark eerily has the features of Benjamin Franklin, which was immediately noticed by adults and children alike.

But all of us had our opportunities to speak on a variety of historical subjects with the public, who seemed thrilled to have us there. They asked us questions about our clothing, about who we "were," and about the times in which we lived. In fact, many thanked us for taking the time to be there.
Are you kidding me? 

This is what Independence Day should be about!

One of the things I will usually do when I go out in period clothing 
is to bring a small accessory or two; it seems to complete the scene for visitors. 
On this Independence Day I brought my "Betsy Ross" flag along. The cool thing about this flag is it's not made of nylon, which is typical for most flags made these days. Instead, it is made of cotton, and this really impresses the people.
But I explained a bit about the history of this flag and discussion ensued on the controversy on whether or not the Widow Ross actually made the original. 
There's no proof either way.

In case you hadn't noticed, I enjoy "behind" pictures. 
Why? Probably because there are so few taken in this manner, and it gives a different, um, perspective on the subjects.

As we strolled up and down the lane we were greeted by quite a few modern visitors. I was pleasantly surprised to meet a number of folks who were new to our country: I met some from Asia and, for my first time ever, I met a family from the Congo! All seemed to be very excited about America's 241st birthday celebration and were enjoying sharing in our national pride.
How very cool!

There are no houses from the colonial period in Mill Race Village. However, choosing a structure that is not overly Victorian-looking helped to give a more 
18th century appearance in our last photograph of the 
Citizens of the American Colonies participants before departing.
This was one very special Independence Day celebration, and I think all who participated will agree with me. There was a strong sense of American pride spread throughout, and that was a real pleasure to see and feel. Yes, national pride is still strong in the general populace, thank God. The time we had visiting both Greenfield Village and Mill Race Village made our Independence Day everything we could ever hope it to be, and I thank everyone and anyone who played a role in it.
By the way, we received a kind mention from the Northville Historical Society & Mill Race Village that was posted on their website and Facebook page:
"On behalf of the Northville Historical Society, We would like to extend our thank yous to all the wonderful, terrific and very special people who volunteered their time to make Fourth of July a celebration of the history of this great country.
Thank you very much Ottawa Longrifles for handling the kids games and life in the 1800's exhibit. Thank you Jim Bone and the Civil War Sharpshooters for your demonstrations of Civil War soldier's life. Awesome cannons!  

Thank you to the Citizens of The American Colonies for bringing Ben Franklin and friends to remind us of where and how this country began."
Yes, I am very proud indeed!

From Greenfield Village to Mill Race Village, a splendid time was had by all - - 

I have to give a very special "thank you" to Dave Tennies and Jeff Hansen for being the chief photographers at Greenfield (Dave) and Mill Race (Jeff) Villages.
You both did an awesome job!

Until next time, see you in time.

Here are other postings I wrote that you might enjoy:
Declaring Independence
With Liberty and Justice For All
In the Good Old Colony Days








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