Traveled out today to the towns of Lexington and Concord, two small-ish towns just outside of Boston proper to tour the area of the
Battle of Lexington where the first shots of the American Revolution were heard on the 19th of April, 1775. The tavern and the parsonage where Paul Revere, Sam Adams and other famous and infamous characters met, argued, ate, drank and planned strategy still stand, just the distance of about a city block from each other alongside the Green, which is so small that you can hardly imagine a battle held in this place. The eight men killed are buried on the site in a common grave. An
stately white house stands at the edge of this green, maybe 50 yards from the line of battle. Here, the Jonathan Harrington crawled after being hit by musket fire, to the front porch of his home, and died there.
Most of the furnishings in the tavern and parsonage (both now small museums) are authentic, the originals that were there the morning of the Battle of Lexington. The interpreters tell the story of the battle from the various standpoints around Lexington, Concord, Boston and beyond. We took a guided tour with an historic interpreter around the stretch of land between Concord and Lexington, now known as the Battle Road and Minuteman National Park and the Old North Bridge. These places were where the brewing discontent of the Colonials whose home was the new world turned revolutionary and separation from British rule was sought after with a vengeance.
We have skirted Boston, gone under Boston, brushed up to Boston, tomorrow, we go to heart of Boston, to start the Freedom Trail tour.
A few snapshots of the last couple of days.
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The Parsonage, Lexington |
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Robert Frost House, Franconia (this is a mail box, actually) |
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Our cute kitchen for the next few days |
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