Wednesday, May 16, 2012

Extreme Reenacting?

Reenacting definitions:

MAINSTREAMERS - use general-line clothing and accessories from sutler-row and usually exhibit a "this is only a hobby" mentality. Mainstreamers are generally accurate in their outward presentations.

PROGRESSIVES – are reenactors that reach the stage when they begin making an all out effort (within the limits of their finances) to get things as right as possible. They'll usually have an increased interest in doing Living History, and a 1st Person mentality prevails.

HARDCORE - This is the big leagues where complete immersion is the goal. Finances be d***ed, there are no excuses to be made at this level. Do it right or don't do it.
The 21st Michigan has some very good progressive-to-hardcore reenactors in its midst
And just for the sake of completeness, FARBS  are reenactors who spend relatively little of their time or money maintaining authenticity with regard to clothing, accessories, or even period behavior. The 'Good Enough' attitude is pervasive among farbs, although even casual observers may be able to point out flaws.

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Recently, the National Geographic Channel had a special show about "Extreme Reenactors." I'm not sure why I became all excited over it except maybe because I figured that it was on National Geographic and not the History Channel ("where the past is history"), therefore would do justice to the world of reenactors.
*sigh*
The first mistake I made was thinking that anything produced by a such a corporate station would present living history in a truthful and accurate manner.
The title, however, "Extreme Reenactors," is very intriguing, isn't it? Wow! They're not doing something on plain old everyday mainstream reenactors, but those who take it beyond the norm.
Well, it wasn't so, Joe.
There was nothing unusual about the reenactors that were portrayed. In fact, it showed a few as being more farby than even mainstream, much less extreme; plastic water bottles and jugs, god-awful 'deaths,' automobiles in the background...they almost seem to go out of their way to show that reenactors do not take this hobby as seriously as the public is lead to believe.
Not that the group portrayed was necessarily a farby group. They just seemed to be portrayed in that manner.
But, there was absolutely nothing about Extreme Reenactors that was remotely extreme (which, by the way, most in the know tend to refer to them as 'hardcore' rather than extreme).
The fact is, most of who practice extreme/hardcore reenacting prefer not to do events for the public but, rather, for their own benefit and pleasure. A good example of this is the 20 mile march that numerous Michigan infantrymen from differing units participate in every June: they walk in the Michigan forests for 10 miles on the first day as if marching to the next battle, camping in the thicket overnight, and then they walk back the 10 miles the second day.
 
Although it's only for two days, the soldiers get a fair idea of what it was like - more than a progressive, and infinitely more than the mainstream reenactor -  by carrying with them only what a soldier of the 1860's would have had, including food; no pop tarts or other modern snacks allowed, no modern water bottles or jugs, not a motorized vehicle in site, no cell phones (except for the person in charge, and it is only used in case of an emergency). They cross streams, brave the inclement weather, and, if they don't have a tent, they sleep out in the open.

I would say that's a bit more extreme than what most mainstream and many progressive reenactors do.
And I have friends that will also go and live for two or three days in the forest with no provisions. They'll have their musket and their knife and survive for a full weekend (or longer) on their wit and skills alone, eating whatever they can kill and drinking from whatever water and game they can find.
That's extreme.
That's hardcore.
So what they gave the public on this National Geographic show was, more or less, an extreme joke rather than extreme reenacting.
Oh yeah, we laughed quite a bit.
For civilian reenactors/living historians, hardcore reenacting can be a little harder to come by. Let's face it, very few citizens of the 1860's lived in tents as we see them at reenactments. Yeah, I know...we pretend that our tents are our wood-frame period homes, but it's just that: pretending.
A few of us civilians get lucky every-so-often and are allowed to portray 1860's life in actual 150 year old structures, but that doesn't occur as often as we'd like, for there aren't that many period homes to hold all that may want to do this. But when we do have the opportunity to make a historic house our home, if even for only a few hours, we attempt to take it as far as we are allowed.
For the most part, however, that is very limited due to the fact that although it's a home, it is also a museum.
The Civilians of the 21st Michigan and the Michigan Soldiers Aid Society can really get into a progressive mindset
To be honest, extreme civilian reenacting would mean not just utilizing a period home for a few hours during the day, but to actually live in said home, including cooking on the kitchen woodstove, using the furniture, sleeping on the beds in the bedrooms, etc., for at least a weekend.
This is my dream, by the way.
To do this would be almost impossible, if only because I have not heard of  any historic place that would allow such living history to happen. (Yes, I know about living history museums, but the presenters are designated to a certain area, sit only on certain furniture, and do not get to sleep there).

Another form of hardcore civilian reenacting takes it beyond anything I would ever do;  21st Michigan member, Larissa explained of her hardcore civilian adventure called "Into the Piney Woods." This event took place in Louisiana - three years ago to the date of her telling us the story, and she told how she and four others dressed in their period clothing and ventured into the 'piney woods' to get away from the Yankees, who had entered and terrorized their village. 

"Into the Piney Woods" - before the adventure (photo courtesy of Larissa Fleishman)

For three days and nights three girls and two guys survived in the rain and heat and even cold by their wits, sleeping under a make-shift lean-to made of pine bow tree branches that really didn't give them much protection, eating only the period food they could carry with them, and remaining in 1st person the entire time (nothing modern except medicine for health reasons were allowed so the photos you see are at the beginning and end of their adventure). They spent most of the three days soaked to the skin and could not readily return to their vehicle even if they wanted to, for they were over over six miles deep in the unfamiliar woods from civilization.

"Into the Piney Woods" - after three days of rain, heat, and cold (photo courtesy of Larissa Fleishman)
To portray southern refugees in this manner is about as hardcore as a civilian can get! And yes, there was some crying during the three days.
I admire this group of "civilian campaigners" for what they did.


As you can see, the National Geographic show was way off the mark in the title and premise of Extreme Reenactors. As I've mentioned in previous postings, those of us who practice living history and reenacting are very much like the classic car owner who makes sure every minute detail of his 1957 Chevy is as exact as when it was on the car lot in '57, or the rare stamp collector that is willing to spend thousands of dollars on a stamp because something may have been inverted, or even the Beatles collector who absolutely has to have the extremely rare straight out of the factory first-state Yesterday and Today butcher cover, which has a current mono value of $7500 and stereo of $12,000 in mint condition.
Can a living history/reenactor put themselves in that same category as the hobbyists mentioned above?  Ask someone in the artillery. Ask a cavalryman. Heck - just read a posting I wrote a few months back that explains the time and basic cost of reenacting.
We take our own living history hobby seriously, so when we see shows on a supposed respected TV station we would hope that they just might get it right.
Well, maybe one day they will.

 ~(Please click HERE and HERE for more examples of living history that go beyond the norm)~




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Sunday, May 13, 2012

Walker Tavern 2012

Walker Tavern is a great 1st event of the season and it surprises me greatly that more reenactors don't participate. Maybe it's because it takes place over Mother's Day weekend - and that is as good a reason as any to miss it. If this is the case then maybe the powers that be might want to consider moving it to a different weekend, though here in Michigan that could be tough considering we have so many events on the calendar.
But it's such a fine event that deserves to grow.
After a very enjoyable ride down historic U.S. 12, a few of us from the 21st Michigan participated on Saturday and, as I usually try to do, I took photos. Now, before we go any further I'd like to explain my picture taking process, lest you think I walk around with a farby modern camera hanging about my neck...
I don't.
I carry my carpet bag in which my modern camera is stashed, and I pull it out, snap a picture, then quickly tuck it back in before anyone - reenactor or visitor - hopefully even notices.
Of course, if there's no one around I can keep it out a bit longer and take some of the posed shots.
But I do my best to keep it as unseen as possible.
So, without further ado, here are some pictures of the first real reenactment of the Michigan season:

Walker Tavern, built in 1836, is still located in its original location on the historic Old Chicago Road (U.S. 12) and has been restored to it's mid-19th century appearance. It is the white building in the center of this photograph
Behind the Walker Tavern was where the reenactors camped. There were more tents on the left side, out of the camera's site.

Mrs. Hansen washes the breakfast dishes

Miss Vanderveer spends time with her friend, the Rebel Mr. Purdue

General Hood was there as well

Gen'l Hood speaks to a few of his men

Inside the tavern, a few ladies wait for their stage to arrive. They want to skeddadle out of town before the battle commences

Playing checkers is a good way to pass the time while waiting for the stage to arrive

Some of the ladies were a bit nervous due to the conflict about to arise and needed a drink to calm their nerves...

...while others read the paper for relaxation
The women decided to wait near the fence for the stage coach, for they knew it was close to arriving

These young ladies are anxious to get out of town!
 
A few of the storekeeps were also nervous and planned to skedaddle before the shooting commenced. They were selling their wares cheaply so I bought a new hat from the hat seller. It was one less item the enemy could steal from him.

Just before the battle mother...

The Union forever, hurrah, boys, hurrah!

We are springing to the call of our brothers gone before,
Shouting the battle cry of freedom!

Thank God for Michigan!
 
The Confederates prepare for battle

The battle commences: Ready...

...aim...

FIRE!!!
And what a battle it was!


The Rebels advanced...
 
But many, knowing they could not win this skirmish, gave up the fight...

...while others marched off the field to fight another day

The Union also marched off the field to prepare for the next battle. We hear it may take place at the Village of Greenfield

The Union was very satisfied in their victorious fight...

...and the men looked relieved that they have survived to see another day
It was a very fine day spent in the past. I truly did purchase that top hat you see me wearing - finally, one with a straight crown that actually fits! This hat completes my "Sunday Best" ensemble.
And while we were inside the tavern we spoke with visitors about the Walker Tavern and taverns of the Midwest in general, as well as what it was like to travel on a stagecoach.
See? I do read my own posts!
I hope you enjoyed the pictures and the story to go along with them.
See you in time...



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Thursday, May 10, 2012

More Reenactors in Tintypes

In the summer of 2011, I presented in a post a collection of photographs of modern reenactors who had their images taken from actual period cameras, including tintypes, daguerreotypes, and ambrotypes. I called on my many reenactor friends to e-mail to me photographs of themselves taken in this manner. I was not interested in any photos that were taken with modern-day cameras and then made to look period through the magic of Paint Shop Pro or Photo-shop; I wanted the real deal. I told them that I hoped to put something together in which could be shared with others interested in this sort of thing.
I received quite a few responses - I was pleasantly surprised at how many were sent.
And, as far as I know, I don't think anyone else has put together such a unique collection of "period" photographs.

It is still a very popular posting (click HERE to view it) and I have had a couple of people asking me if I would like to include their tintypes as well.
Of course I would!
But because I also had quite a few that didn't make it to the first post, I thought I would just make a second one instead of adding to the original, only this time I've included a bit of historical information to go with it.

You see, we reenactors/living historians are an unusual bunch. Heck! a small headline in the May 2012 edition of National Geographic insinuates this: "The Curious World of Reenactors."
Unusual? Curious? I guess we are!
Even with all of the wonderful modern digital technology readily available, reenactors line up to get their image taken in the same way as our ancestors did 150 years ago. The line can be a rather long one.
But well worth it.
Reenactors and living historians line up to get their likeness taken from a tintype camera
So, here you are, the second collection of reenactors in tintypes:

You put on your finest clothing - your Sunday best - comb or fix your hair just so, maybe take with you something of importance - a book, a piece of jewelry, even a photograph of a deceased loved one - that is important enough that you would like it to have the same sort of photographic immortality as your own self.
Or maybe you want to show future generations just what your life was like and wear your everyday or work clothing, and maybe bring along a saw if you are a carpenter or a large hammer if you are a blacksmith.
Either way, a trip to the photography studio was a big affair in the 19th century. It was a special day.
It's the very same for reenactors in our modern world. When we in this curious hobby see someone with historic camera equipment, we wander over to ask him when will he be ready to begin to take photographs. And how much will it cost?
And we are prepared to wait in line for this very special token. After all, it isn't everyone that gets to have their photograph taken in this way.

One of the most often over-looked innovations of mid-19th century photography is the fact that a client, upon coming to a photographer's studio or place of business, had his purchase in hand within ten to fifteen minutes of the "taking." It was a cash-and-carry business...instant photography. The customer received his miniature portrait instantly with far more detail on the plate than the human hand could possibly replicate. The entire picture-taking experience - from entering the studio to exiting with a cased image or two - was between thirty and forty five minutes.
This held true for the daguerreotypes and ambrotypes, but once paper photography became the rage the customer had to wait until the next day to receive their prized picture due to the length of the negative-positive process. The customer, however, still had to pay for their image on the day of the "taking."

In the more expensive upper class photographer's studio were dressing rooms for the ladies with assistants to help them.
But as mass production techniques lowered the cost of photography, competition pricing from other photographers brought the prices down to a more reasonable rate. It was not uncommon to see advertisements for photographs for as low as twenty five cents in the smaller size. In fact, Rachel Cormany, in her diary from June 11, 1863, wrote: "I got my photographs. Got six for $1."

Photographs taken during the 19th century were at the same time considered records of the present and mementos for future generations. The greater majority of photographs were of family, intended to be kept and viewed in the home. Given their reasonable cost, it was not uncommon for photographs to be made of a person or family at regular intervals, usually within several years of each other, to show change and growth of family members.
The photographer's most immediate tasks lay in lighting and in posing his subjects. The mechanics of lighting involved moving the camera and posing chair around the room and adjusting the reflectors and over-head baffles in order to take best advantage of the day's light.

The Purdue Family
Beyond the typical head-and-shoulders portraits, photographers employed props to enliven the image or to suggest the sitter's character. Every studio had such basic props as end tables, books, and vases of flowers.
Photographers did pose sitters with, more or less, some skill; they showed them how to lean gracefully against chairs, cut-off pillars, trees, and fences.
Ah, yes. My wife and I pose for our first tintype. We had an ambrotype taken a year earlier but our clothing was all (and I do mean all) wrong.
In small towns, galleries were less formal and, as mentioned earlier, customers would many times bring along with them the tools of their trade or some other valued possession to be photographed for posterity. Many women chose to have their likeness taken while wearing their newest attire.
Also, these photographers in smaller towns many times would venture beyond their studios and travel to a job site or event, taking images of not only people but of the occasion as well.
The photographer used me as his test subject before taking tintypes of the military men marching at Historic Fort Wayne
 Group photographs were more complex. The photographer sought three things from a group photograph: to record each person at their best, to convey a sense of connection or sympathy between each subject, and to create a unified picture.

The following four photographs are from and of the Woodruff family (the military shot includes Mr. Vern Woodruff).




A fine family photo, wouldn't you say?
Children of the 1860's



Time waits for no one and continues to march on. Photography, however, captures a moment in time. And the advances made in such a short span from its inception (1830's) to the large business it became a decade later enables those of us in these future generations to study people, fashions, and even scenery like no one had been able to ever before.
The photography processed marched on as well; it went from the daguerreotype of the 1840's and '50's to the ambrotype from mainly the 1850's and into the '60's, to the very popular tintype of the late 1850's and into the 1860's and '70's. Of course, the paper images of the 1860's through the turn-of-the-20th century proved to be very popular indeed, especially with the stereo cards and CDV's.
Miss VanderArk reads to entertain all listeners. To a man in the military, nothing sounds better than the soothing voice of a lady.

I hope you enjoyed this latest installment of reenactors in tintypes - yes, except for the color photo of folks lined up, every picture in this post (and its preceding post) was taken from the 1990's through late 2011.
By the way, keep checking back; I just might add to this post as I accrue more over the coming season.

The written information about period photography was taken (with some subtle changes) from the following books:
Dressed for the Photographer by Joan Severa
My Likeness Taken by Joan Severa
The Origins of American Photography: From Daguerreotype to Dry-Plate






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Thursday, May 3, 2012

A Journey of Time and Space

I updated a posting I originally wrote last summer concerning living in the past. I revised and added to the text as well as threw in around a half-dozen new photos..
This living in the past thing has been on my mind lately, especially with the reenacting season at hand.
Anyhow, hopefully you'll enjoy it...
Click the link here: It Takes A Village

The outskirts of Main Street in Crossroads Village







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Tuesday, May 1, 2012

Preserving History: The Beginning of Greenfield Village - Making the Past Come To Life

Updated October 2025

 "This is the only reason Greenfield Village exists - to give us a sense of unity with our people through the generations,  and to convey the inspiration of American genius to our youth.  As a nation we have not depended so much on rare or occasional genius as on the general resourcefulness of our people. That is our true genius,  and I am hoping that Greenfield Village will serve that."
Henry Ford

The map that was handed out at the 
Grand Opening on October 21, 1929
(click to enlarge)
The Grand Opening of Greenfield Village took place on October 21,  1929,  a date purposely chosen by Henry Ford to celebrate the electric light's golden jubilee (50 years!).  A reason to honor his friend,  Thomas Edison.
The visiting dignitaries on that rainy October 21st morning saw a muddy,  virtually treeless village of about 30 buildings.  Besides Mr.  Edison,  guests included President Hoover,  Madam Curie,  Orville Wright,  Will Rogers,  and John D. Rockefeller - among many others.  They arrived at Smith's Creek Depot on the locomotive known as the Sam Hill  (now located inside the Henry Ford Museum).  Despite the rain a crowd had gathered to get a glimpse of the honored guests.  Because of the wet and muddy conditions,  Ford provided horse-drawn covered carriages for his guests,  and they were soon transported to various locations around the Village.  Ford had his employees dressed in  "period costume"  to help provide atmosphere and had others riding along the dirt roads on the high wheel bikes so prominent in the late 19th century.


"Preservation owes a lot to Henry Ford.  But in the process of making people aware of the value of the past, he made a number of mistakes.  One that modern experts find most objectionable was his uprooting of buildings from their original sites,  thereby stripping them of their historical context,  all in the name of historical preservation."
(The above came from a Detroit Free Press newspaper article from,  I believe,  the early 1980's.)

I've heard this argument countless times during discussions.  I've also read newspaper and magazine editorials concerning this practice.  And it never ceases to amaze me that some can't see the forest for the trees.  Love him or hate him  (and there are plenty of both out there),  he has done such a service to history - American history - and I deeply appreciate it,  for his accomplishments in this have fead my historical thirst like nothing else.

Now,  before we get deeper into the preservations that Mr.  Ford had done,  let's look back at the roots of the formation of Greenfield Village:
The year was 1914,  and Clara Ford,  wife of Henry,  watched children play one day as they made their way home from school.  A childhood rhyme suddenly came to her,  and she said it aloud:  'Hear the children gaily shout,  "Half past four and school is out!" '
An original McGuffey Reader
Henry and Clara both thought the rhyme came from one of the William McGuffey Eclectic Readers,  first published in 1836.  After a futile search to find which Reader it came from,  and through it all amassing a rather large and complete collection of the 145 different editions,  he found he had a penchant for collecting.  He already had a rather large collection of clocks and watches,  which he loved to tinker with as a child.  And,  he had accumulated objects of his hero,  Thomas Edison.  So the McGuffey Readers were just another extension of what was quickly becoming his passion.
It was around this WWI era that,  in part,  due to his strong pacifism during that  "Great War,"  a number of newspaper articles were published expressing Mr.  Ford's anti-war sentiment,  called him an anarchist,  among other things,  and quoted him as saying,  "History is more or less bunk..."  which has been repeated often ever since.  What most folks don't know is that this  "bunk "  comment was stated for reasons other than what the press said.  It is here that I quote from the book,  A Home For Our Heritage by Geoffery C.  Upward:  "...what  (Ford)  meant and explained many times in later years was that written history reflected little of people's day-to-day existence.  'History as it is taught in the schools deals largely with...wars,  major political controversies,  territorial extensions and the like.  When I went to our American history books to learn how our forefathers harrowed the land,  I discovered that the historians knew nothing about harrows.  Yet our country depended more on harrows than on guns or great speeches.  I thought a history which excluded harrows and all the rest of daily life is bunk and I think so yet."
It was shortly after the war,  in 1919,  that Ford learned that his birthplace home was in danger due to a major road expansion through the property of his family's farm.  The house lay directly in the path of the road.  Ford and family decided to prevent this awful occurrence by moving his house and barns out of harms way.  But,  they didn't stop there.  They also restored the old homestead back to the way they remembered it being in 1876 - the year Henry's mother passed away.  They searched high and low for every artifact that matched their memories and soon found many more items than necessary.  Mr.  Ford kept them all,  and then some.
Not long before his death,  Ford had his birth home removed to his Greenfield Village,  where it still sits as an honor to the man who put the world on wheels.
The Ford home in its original location...

And how it looks restored today...just as it did over 150 years ago.
The out-of-state preservation of the Wayside Inn,  by Henry Ford. 
Built in 1686,  it became an inn in 1716.
According to numerous sources, the idea for preservation and the displaying of the everyday items he had  (and continued to acquire)  came sometime in the mid-1920's.  But,  before he could put that idea into a reality,  he was asked to restore The Wayside Inn in South Sudbury,  Massachusetts,  built in 1686.  Ford bought the inn and 2600 acres of the land surrounding to not only restore the historic structure,  but to preserve the setting in which the inn was located.
He also purchased and restored the 1846 Botsford Tavern,  located outside of Detroit. Henry Ford had first seen the tavern while courting his future wife,  Clara,  in a horse and buggy in the 1880's.  Ford and his soon-to-be-wife were regulars at the Saturday night dances and became good friends with the owner.  In fact,  according to the Detroit News  (from 1925):  Mr.  Ford was always a favorite and no matter how big a crowd or how many guests,  there was always a stall for Henry's horse.  The  "young Ford boy"  was granted another honor by Mr.  Botsford,  and that was permission for him and his sweetheart to place their wraps in the parlor,  a place reserved only for the intimate friends of the proprietor's family.
Ford purchased the inn in 1924 and did extensive restoration,  doubling the size of the ballroom,  adding to the kitchen,  and sprucing up the other rooms,  all the while restoring them as close as he could to their original splendor.  He,  too,  held grand parties and balls here,  but seemingly all but forgot about the old building once the planning of his Greenfield Village commenced.
The 16 Mile House / Botsford Inn - restored in the mid-1920s by Henry Ford
Throughout the 1940's the Botsford was rarely used.
However,  the restoration bug had bitten Mr.  Ford,  and it awakened a passion for social history in him like nothing ever had before.
One little known fact was that the city of Williamsburg,  Virginia offered to have Ford purchase the more than a dozen colonial era buildings on the original sites in hopes of a financial backing to turn the original capital of Virginia into a living history extravaganza.
Ford declined.  He had a better idea.
Once the decision had been made to build a museum like no other,  he felt the land upon which he stored his antique collection would be the perfect spot to build this unique American village,  and by October of 1927 construction had begun under chief architect Edward Cutler and the watchful eye of Henry Ford himself.  The two men planned the lay out of the village together early in 1927,  copying the traditional early American plans of a village green surrounded by a church,  town hall,  and other buildings.
The following pictures were taken in 1926  (top)  and early 1929 (bottom) - photographer not listed - on what will eventually become the Porches and Parlors section of the Village:
(top):  This road should be familiar for those who know Greenfield Village fairly well.  Within a few years from when this photo was taken the homes of Chapman,  Adams,  Webster,  and Giddings,  as well as the British Cotswold Stone Cottage would be placed on the left,  and the Edison home,  the Susquehanna plantation,  and the Plympton house would be placed on the right.

The same road a couple years later.  The building of Greenfield Village commences - - if you look close you can see the office of Luther Burbank off to the right.  It's still there,  in the same location.
The Eagle Tavern  (then christened the Clinton Inn by Ford)  has the distinction of being the second structure brought to be restored here,  only following the JR Jones General Store  (christened by Ford as the Waterford Country Store).
The Eagle Tavern was close to being razed before Ford rescued it,  thereby preserving pieces of American history that would have been lost.
This old tavern was an eyesore to everyone who saw it...except for Henry Ford,  who saw early American travel and felt that,  even though it didn't belong to anyone famous,  it was still important because it showed everyday life of the average traveling citizen of the mid-19th century.
This was how the Eagle Tavern  (aka The Clinton Inn)  looked before Henry Ford preserved and restored to its 19th century glory... 
...and thank God he did!  What a gem!!

Another preservation point I'd like to make centers on one of the most important buildings inside Greenfield Village,  the Menlo Park Laboratory.  In fact,  the opening of Greenfield Village centered around the structure up and beyond all else.
Henry Ford,  Thomas Edison,  and an original Edison employee from the 1870s,  Francis Jehl,  supervised the reconstruction of the Menlo Park laboratory inside Henry Ford's yet still unopened historic Greenfield Village.  This was,  perhaps,  one of the most important projects in all of modern historical preservation,  for it was nearly fifty years earlier when Edison perfected and showed off his working incandescent light right here in this building,  and Henry Ford spared no expense in reconstructing the laboratory.
This photometer was used by Edison to measure and compare the amount of light produced by light bulbs versus candles.
Thomas Edison was Henry Ford's life-long hero and,  as adults,  were very close friends.  So when Mr.  Ford formed the idea for his magnificent museum he knew he wanted to pay tribute to this greatest of all inventors.  What better way to do this than to restore the  "factory"  where so many of his greatest inventions took place?
In March of 1928,  Ford began the restoration process.  He wanted to reconstruct the Menlo Park complex as it was during the period when Edison and his skilled helpers worked at inventing  "the future" - 1876 to 1886 - and he wanted it correct in every minute detail.
To give a quick bit of history of the lay out of this laboratory,  the first floor was used for mainly testing the products as well as measuring and processing.  A small cubby was also used for Edison's original office.
It was on the 2nd floor that the real excitement took place,  for it was here that Edison's workers had separate work stations for specific projects,  oftentimes working throughout the night on experiments. 
Edison had a pipe organ installed for entertainment during their few breaks.  The men - Edison included - would take turns picking out a tune on the organ while everyone else sang.
Can you hear the men singing  "Old Dog Trey"  or  "Rose of Alabamy"  while the organ played in the background?  I bet the sounds could be heard clear over at the boarding house!
It was unfortunate that the original site was nearly completely dismantled not too many years by neighboring farmers after Edison's move to West Orange,  New Jersey in 1887.  In fact,  it was only a year after Edison had removed himself that cows began to wander amongst the buildings of the complex,  and a chicken farmer even allowed his flock to make the laboratory their home!  Soon after,  many local residents began using the quickly dilapidating building's boards to repair their own deteriorating barns and hen houses.  A severe storm blew what was left of the building over in 1913. 
Luckily,  with Mr. Edison's help,  many of the original boards were found,  including some that were in storage,  while others were regained through purchase of the sheds and other farm buildings mentioned above.
Through the aid of photographs and of the memories of those who worked there,  Ford was also able to locate or find exact replicas of the furniture,  tools,  and other artifacts that once played an important role inside the lab.
Edison & Ford inspect the ruins where the original laboratory once stood in Menlo Park,
New Jersey
Excavators dug through the original ground and not only found thousands of pieces of Edison's trash and other original  "relics"  from the lab that had been thrown out  (which were gathered and shipped to Dearborn),  but they could also see how the original buildings were positioned.
Once they were aligned in Greenfield Village in the same directional orientation as they were in New Jersey  (including bringing over carloads of New Jersey clay from the original grounds!), the buildings became the focal point on what would be called  "the greatest and most significant single preservation effort in America."
After the restoration was completed  (with extensive help from Francis Jehl),  Mr.  Ford asked Edison what he thought of the reconstruction.  Mr.  Edison replied that it was 99% correct.  Wondering about that 1% that wasn't right,  Ford questioned Edison what was not correct.
"It was never this clean!"  Mr.  Edison told him.
Here is the entire Menlo Park complex,  situated exactly as it was in New Jersey.
The brick building out in front was the office.  Ford even brought tons of
New Jersey clay for the structures to sit upon!
As you can see, the chair Edison sat
 upon is truly nailed to the floor!
Although the laboratory is not 100% original,  it was close enough to perfect for Edison and his former helpers.  Many of the items, the bottles and such,  that are now upon the shelves are the very same that Edison had in the laboratory in the late 1870's and early 1880's.  The idea that it was in this building  (in all reality,  it really was in this building when you think about it due to Ford using original boards)  that Thomas Edison invented the incandescent light,  the phonograph,  the stock ticker,  a forerunner of the telephone,  and over 400 other items,  is enough to send chills down one's back upon entering the complex. 
Though the public were able to witness the first working electric light on December 31st,  1879,  the actual anniversary took place a couple months earlier,  on October 21,  for that's when his light actually worked to Edison's satisfaction.  And so it was exactly fifty years later from that very same October 21st date in 1929,  when Edison reenacted the lighting of the first incandescent light. Yes,  in this restored and reconstructed building,  that Henry Ford and President Hoover were right there in the room with him while this event was nationally broadcast on radio  (no TVs yet). 
Evening came on that special evening and the honored guests were taken to the replica Independence Hall that Ford had built as the entrance to his indoor museum for a banquet to honor Edison and his many accomplishments,  but especially the electric light.  As there were plans to have Edison reenact the lighting of his first incandescent bulb 50 years earlier,  Ford allowed no electric lighting until after the reenactment was over,  so the entire banquet hall was lit with candles dipped in the Village.
Ford,  Edison,  and President Hoover left after dinner for the reconstructed Menlo Park by way of carriage through kerosene-lit streets.  NBC radio described the events in a live broadcast that was heard across the entire nation.  It was asked of the listeners to turn off their electric lights until the reenactment of the momentous occasion occurred,  then everyone was to turn on their light switches to mark the anniversary.
Can you just imagine,  for many people alive and listening that night in 1929 had actually lived during the age of candle light!  Now they were hearing a reenactent of their youth!
Here is part of NBC's description of what happened as was heard nationwide:
"Will it light?  Will it burn?  Or will it flicker and die,  as so many previous lamps had died?  Now the group  (Hoover,  Edison,  and Ford)  is about the old vacuum pump.  Mr.  Edison has two wires in his hand; now he is reaching up to the old lamp;  now he is making the connection...It Lights!"
The museum's replica of the Liberty Bell pealed for the first time.  Electric lights blinked on across the nation;  car horns sounded.  The world showed it's gratitude - none more deeply than Ford.  More important than dedicating his beloved Village and museum was the opportunity to honor the man who not only encouraged his first car,  but had made possible great advances in industrial technology for the benefit of the entire world.  Ford's new institution,  formally named The Edison Institute,  had been properly christened.  (This was taken from Henry Ford Museum & Greenfield Village:  An Illustrated History with revised text by Harold Skramstad Jr.  1993.)
After the glorious moment took place, Ford ordered his men to have the chair upon which Edison sat for the reenactment to be nailed to the floor as is.
To celebrate the invention and the inventor's importance to our modern times,  Ford named his new museum The Edison Institute.
Menlo Park truly was an invention factory - Edison didn't necessarily invent everything himself;  he surrounded himself with the right workers such as Francis Jehl and others who had the right amount of curiosity and know-how.  And together,  just like the unsung workers in Ford's automobile factory 30 years into the future,  came up with the inventions that changed the world.

Something else to think on...
of the multiple structures that were part of the first public demonstration Thomas Edison gave on that New Year's Eve in 1879 to show the world his electric light,  only one remains,  for all others have been torn down:  the Sarah Jordan Boarding House.
Yep - it's in Greenfield Village, preserved for all the world to see for generations to come.
The same can be said for the two Wright House buildings - the home and the Cycle Shop: both would have certainly been raised and/or forgotten about if Ford hadn't removed and restored them from Dayton, Ohio to his Village.
"(Edison) led me to one of the windows to the south end of the second floor and pointed past the office building to a drab-colored frame house with green shutters, a short distance down Christie .
'Go over there,' he told me, 'and talk to Mrs. Jordan.'
Can you see Mrs. Jordan's house in the distance?  Yes,  this photo was taken from the 2nd floor of the Menlo Park laboratory
I picked up my satchel and made my way down stairs and out the front door.  It was nearing the time when Christian folks had supper and went to bed.
There was a path leading to the side gate in the rear of the office building.  Beyond it stretched Christie Street,  running past the picket fence on the east side of the compound.
Sarah Jordan's Boarding House,  in the same way Edison's worker's viewed it from the laboratory
The boarding house
I crossed the street diagonally and...I turned in at the far gate and set foot for the first time on the porch of the Jordan boarding house,  which was to become my home for more than a year.
In a few moments I was introducing myself to a slight, frail little woman who was the proprietress. 
As the boarding house must've looked when young
Francis walk from Menlo Park Lab

The  "far gate"  that Francis walked through to see Mrs. Jordan.
Business was not yet brisk and she was glad to see a new lodger.  She escorted me up the narrow winding stairs and into a large room at the front of the home.  Although I did not know it at the time,  I came later to the conclusion that the room she gave me was the best she had.  It looked over the porch and had an additional window on the far side,  making three windows in all.  The furnishings were plain but ample - large clean bed,  commode with wash bowl and water pitcher,  bureau and a few chairs.  Board and room,  I learned,  were to cost five or six dollars a week.
This is the room I suspect was the one Mr.  Jehl describes here,  for it matches his description closely  (he only mentions one bed and no roommates).
I accepted the room at once and after unpacking my satchel by candle light and hanging up my clothes,  went downstairs and took a seat in the dining room where two or three men were already at the table. By that time darkness had fallen and a coal oil lamp furnished the light for our supper.
Perhaps a brief explanation about the plan of Mrs.  Jordan's boarding house might not be out of place here.  It comprised two separate apartments,  each unit in itself.  One was shut apart from the other and  the communicating doors were usually kept locked. In one half lived Mrs.  Jordan and her daughter,  and the other was given over to the boarders. 
"Aunt Sally's"  (as the boarders affectionately called her)  family sitting room
This is where the boarders gathered for relaxation.
Occasionally the door between the two front rooms downstairs was unlocked and that on the family side was made available to lodgers or visitors as a sitting room.  The influx of lodgers taxed the capacity of the little dwelling and it was necessary to use the original sitting room as an overflow dining room to make possible a second dining table at meal time.
The whistle,  calling the mechanics and workmen to their tasks in the machine shop,  blew at seven o'clock in the morning.  Those working in the laboratory with Mr.  Edison did not follow its summons for they were likely to remain long after hours;  but no matter how late they worked the night before,  they usually rose early in the morning to be on hand for breakfast.  The first who got to the table had the choice helpings and sometimes could squeeze in a second helping before the late comers arrived. 
Supper was a bountiful meal with meat, vegetables,  and fruit framing the main dishes.  The big meal of the day - dinner - was at noon when soup,  potatoes,  and the pies,  for which Mrs. Jordan was noted,  were served.
This is where the men would eat
After the meal we sat for a time in the living room while Mrs.  Jordan and her little ten-year-old daughter did the dishes in the kitchen just beyond.
Mr.  Edison used to walk down the street past the house when he returned home after the long hours at the laboratory.  Frequently at night after I retired in my room I heard his footsteps on the walk as he trotted homeward.  On such occasions as he passed the house during the day,  he stopped to chat with Mrs.  Jordan, or with those of us who happened to be loafing on the stoop when the weather was nice."
Original photo taken sometime between 1879 and 1882  (the year Jehl left for Europe).  That's Francis on the far right,  Edison in the white shirt on the right,  and Mrs.  Jordan 2nd from left
Though it was not dark when I took this photograph  (as described),  this is very similar to what Francis Jehl saw when he stepped forth from the  (Sarah Jordan)  boarding house.  Yes,  that's the Menlo Park complex you see there,  and it now sits the same distance as it once did when Mr.  Jehl worked there back in 1879.
No expense spared to preserve history.

According to the book 'A Home For Our Heritage':
"The public,  notified by...articles in the nation's periodicals,  knew well that Henry Ford had something going on behind his brick walls.  The few curious passersby a day grew to about 400 a day early in the 1930's.  By the late spring of 1933,  however,  a curious public had swelled to nearly 1000.  To turn this many people away simply amounted to bad public relations. ...The following recommendations were made...:  To operate Greenfield Village in a manner that will permit the visitor to feel as if he or she had been transported back a few years...it should be arranged that they are not herded through in groups with a guide having a set  'lingo'  which becomes monotonous and detracts from the true atmosphere of the historic town.  Visitors should be charged admission,  adults 25 cents,  children 10 cents."
The book speaks on how there should be craftsmen in the respective shops,  an old-time hotel keeper at the Clinton Inn  (Eagle Tavern),  articles and crafts made right there in the village for sale,  and food available for the patrons to eat.
It seems,  however, that plans to eventually open the Village up to the public were in mind at least a year earlier for,  in the summer of 1932,  construction began on the Village gates,  a visiting room,  and public restrooms.
The following year,  the  "gatehouse"  (as it was called)  was ready to accept its first patron to pass through into the streets of the past.
On June 22,  1933,  the first public visitors entered our beloved Greenfield Village,  eventually welcoming over a million customers a year by the end of the century.

And now let's look into other Greenfield Village preservations of what could have been lost to history,  including the Firestone Farm:
The Firestone Farm is now a working farm where the year 1882 comes to life for the public. It's like a step back in time.
Though it was built originally in Columbiana, Ohio in 1828  (and remodeled in 1882),  the Firestone family lived here throughout the first half of the 20th century.  It was in 1965 that it was decided to restore and open it for tours to the public as a museum.  But because of the farm's remote location,  it failed to attract many visitors.
In 1983,  Harvey Firestone's two surviving sons,  both then in their 70's,  gave the house,  barn,  and furnishings  (along with a sizable endowment for maintenance)  to Greenfield Village as a way of keeping the accomplishments and memory of their father alive.  And ever since the reconstruction took place in 1985,  literally millions of visitors have entered this once off-the-beaten-path historical home and have learned,  through sight,   sound,  smell,  and even touch  (for it is a living history home now,  and even has items in the sitting room that are hands-on for visitors)  about mid-western farm life in the late 19th century,  including indoor and out door chores for both the men and the women.
The ladies of the Firestone Farm cook the dinner for the family.
Let's go back to Mr. Ford and the original discussion of uprooting buildings from their original sites,  thereby stripping them of their historical context,  all in the name of historical preservation;  I don't believe many are aware that Ford had actually saved numerous buildings from certain demolition.  One in particular, the home of  Noah Webster,  was already in the process of being demolished when Ford put a halt to the wrecking ball,  had the old home dismantled and then shipped from its original Connecticut location all the way to Dearborn,  Michigan,  where now our children' children's children,  and their children's children children,  may be able to see this home where the original owner wrote his first American dictionary.
The saved-from-demolition Noah Webster home
Another dilapidated old eyesore,  the Logan County Courthouse - where future President Abraham Lincoln had practiced law in the 1840's - was all but ignored and forgotten by the residents of Lincoln  (formerly Postville),   Illinois.  As the Free Press article states:  (The courthouse)  never aroused much local interest.  But once word got out that Henry Ford was looking at it,  the local population suddenly decided they owned a historic gem and demanded to keep it. 
Ford actually gave the town the opportunity to keep it but they could not raise the funds to properly restore it.  Ford had little choice;  he also knew where it would continue to receive the proper care,  and he knew that wasn't going to happen in the town of Lincoln.
The curator of the Lincoln collection for the state of Illinois,  James Hickey,  approves of Ford's action.  "I have no doubt the building would have been lost had Ford not removed it."
And now the  "pre-presidential"  occupation of Abraham Lincoln is not only remembered and passed on,  but told in one of the actual buildings where it happened!
Inside the Logan County Courthouse:  Now, this is the place to hear the stories of Abraham Lincoln's lawyer accounts!
Then there were a few gifts - yes,  gifts - that were given to the Institute:
~ besides the Firestone farm mentioned above,  there is the 1740 Daggett Farmhouse,  where the owner,  Mrs.  Dana Wells,  just wanted to see the house she purchased and lovingly restored and cared for preserved for future generations.
~ The Smith's Creek Depot,  the place where Thomas Edison,  as a young boy,  was thrown off the train for setting the baggage car on fire during one of his experiments.  In 1929  the Grand Trunk Railroad presented the depot to Ford for his new Village.
(from left)  a school house,  Logan County Courthouse,  and Doc Howard's Office - three buildings from the 19th century that are now preserved for generations to come and learn.
 ~ Dr. Howard's Office,  showing the medical practices of a mid-19th century doctor,  and the Ackley Covered Bridge,  giving many people their only chance of experiencing traveling over such a common site 150 years ago by horse and carriage.
The Wright Brother's home...and their Cycle Shop,  where they built the world's first lighter-than-air flying machine,  may also have been lost to history if it were not for Henry Ford.

Henry Ford, through restoring the every day homes,  inadvertently helped to spurn and popularize the local restoration movement.  And preservation has come a long way since the days when Ford was laughed at for buying up old blacksmith shops,  school houses,  farm tools,  machines,  and everyday citizen's homes to move to his museum.  When he began this venture,  few believed that old buildings were worth saving unless they belonged to someone famous like Mount Vernon  (George Washington)  or Monticello  (Thomas Jefferson).  Or that collecting the furniture and tools of everyday life had any value.
I say,  Thank God for Henry Ford's curious and refreshing hobby in collecting Americana,  for,  in my opinion,  if it wasn't for the uprooting of buildings from their original sites,  thereby stripping them of their historical context,  there would be little historical preservation to be had,  thereby losing so much  (too much)  of our great American History from great Americans such as the worker and farmer.  Remember,  it was the farmers that beat the British army.

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On a bit of a side note,  I'd like to add that I believe that those who practice the art of living history by way of reenacting or in a more first person atmosphere  (including presenters at museums),  those who learn and perform period crafts  (such as spinning,  tatting,  quilting,  plowing behind horses,  etc.),  musicians and singers who perform period music authentically,  and those that study the everyday lives of people from eras before our time are,  in no small manner,  also preserving history.
The one thing,  however,  we must make sure of when it comes to history is that we do not allow our modern biases and modern beliefs to interfere with our historical presentations.  Too many tend to place their 21st century thoughts,  ideas,  and values onto people and actions from earlier eras in our history,  and will give a more biased,  politically correct,  or even  (way too often)  a Hollywood version of the past,  not caring a fig for truth.
As I've said many times before...RESEARCH!!  Look at the entire spectrum,  the environment in which our ancestors not only lived in but grew up in.
The answers are there, waiting to be found.


Until next time,  see you in time.

Much of the information about Greenfield Village came from the following:
The Benson Ford Research Center
The book, Menlo Park Reminiscences by Francis Jehl
The book A Home For Our Heritage by Geoffery C. Upward
Greenfield Village/Menlo Park presenters
And the various Greenfield Village guide books I have collected over the years
















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