Thanks for coming along with me (and The Ravishing Mrs. TB) on our vacation to Pennsylvania, Delaware, and Maryland. I hope you enjoyed it (virtually) as much as we did.
I have to confess that overall, my knowledge of the East Coast/New England is rather vague. As some may have divined from my writings over the years, I am not from that part of the country and thus it is many ways remains terra incognito to me - for example, the concept that one can drive through multiple states in a scant series of hours is a novelty I cannot get over. As such, this really represents the first time in my 50 + years that I have actually explored this region at all.
One thing that caught my attention was that this part of the country simply reeks of history. All kinds of history. In the course of five days we touched on colonial, Revolutionary, 1812, and the Civil War. in some cases, you cannot help but stumbling over it. I wonder if one understands what that means, except if one is from a region where that is not nearly as true.
History, for me at least, is always alive. To walk the Brandywine battlefield or to see the paintings last touched by Andrew Wyeth or the forts defended by US Soldiers or even the gardens built by industrialists that enabled beauty to survive where only industrialism or development otherwise would have - ghosts walk there, ghosts of those I can hear. History in these places - and by extension, the life that I now life - is real to me in a way that books can never make it, that movies with stars and special effects can never truly portray.
The ground Washington and Von Steuben walked, I walked, The scenery that Andrew Wyeth saw and painted, I saw. Where the founding liberties of this country were codified and executed and defended, I saw and in some ephemeral way, participated in. And where those liberties and rights were defended, I looked from their ramparts.
This, to me, is amazing. And leaves me with nothing but gratitude to all who undertook such things so that we, now, could enjoy what we enjoy in every sphere of life - be it political or civil liberties or arts or simply the ability to take it all in.