Sixty-three is an odd number, but I don’t feel so odd with this particular birthday. I still feel 25 or 30. Ahem. Perhaps celebrating this day in Williamsburg, Virginia, with Bill and our amazing writing friends (one couple from California and other couple from North Carolina) made a difference (and quilting friends this past weekend), so I’m going with it.
Being in this lovely place and learning our country’s history never gets old to me, and the people giving the lectures dressed from that time period is priceless. Some talks brings us back to 7th grade civics/history class. Other talks went deep into the history of enslaved people. Sobering but worth the listen and thinking of the day (18th century).
Remember, Colonial Williamsburg’s brightest days with 1800 residents strong were constructing a new nation was from 1699-1801.
Marching in yesterday’s Veterans Day parade kicked off the classic colonial theme of our time here. Beautifully constructed or updated red brick buildings grace the green from the Capitol, to the Governor’s Palace, to the Courthouse, to the Bruton Parish Church, to the newest “old” Williamsburg Bray School, and everything in between.
I feel like it’s a privilege to visit and learn where democracy in our country began. Colonial Williamsburg Historic Area includes 89 original 18th century buildings (a few stated above), as well as hundreds more buildings reconstructed based on historical records and archaeological research.
Goosebumps take over my arms when dedicated people practice the trades of the day, and historical interpreters are eager to share their wealth of knowledge and our country’s history to anyone who asks! Believe it or not, no federal or state money is granted to the gem of this place; it’s run as a 501-C3 (though John D Rockefeller donated a lot of money decades ago).
I highly recommend a trip to the area, it’s fantastic no matter what time of year it is. Go. Seek. Do.
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