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 who actually lived in 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 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 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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