Yesterday was Patriots Day and after living in Boston for over 3 years Chad decided that is was time we actually celebrate with the rest of the city. So we woke up at 4:15 (I can't remember the last time in intentionally woke up that early) and drove to Lexington to watch the re-enactment of the Battle of Lexington. (for more info about the battle at Lexington click
here). Whenever we have visitors we take them to Minute Man national historic park where they show a little video about Paul Revere's ride and the battles of Lexington and Concord. I've seen that little video about 20 times and every time I get emotional during the scene showing the battle at Lexington. The idea of these local militia men who had limited training and equipment, heading out to their own town center, just steps from their own homes, not some far off place, to face the greatest army in the world, while their wives and families look on is just so moving to me. It must have been so scary. Anyway it's one of my favorite stories of the Revolutionary War and so it was so neat to watch the re-enactment.
Here is the British Army (the regulars) marching into the town
More troops
The Militia
This is random, but as the
piccolo kept playing the battle tunes I thought that if I had been in the army band I would have played something a little more fierce sounding than the
piccolo. I realize it's small and easy to carry...but you'd think you'd want use the music to drive fear into the heart of your enemy. Something more like a tuba (too big) or a trumpet... Who knows, maybe it was to keep their own army upbeat and motivated. That reminds me, as the band went marching by playing Yankee Doodle this little girl called out, "hey I know that song (I expected her to say Yankee Doodle...I was wrong) It's the Barney song!"
Jack slept through the entire battle. No musket fire or yelling could wake that kid. And it was Loud. I mean 4
th of July
Stadium of Fire loud!
Such a fun morning!
More troops
This is random, but as the piccolo kept playing the battle tunes I thought that if I had been in the army band I would have played something a little more fierce sounding than the piccolo. I realize it's small and easy to carry...but you'd think you'd want use the music to drive fear into the heart of your enemy. Something more like a tuba (too big) or a trumpet... Who knows, maybe it was to keep their own army upbeat and motivated. That reminds me, as the band went marching by playing Yankee Doodle this little girl called out, "hey I know that song (I expected her to say Yankee Doodle...I was wrong) It's the Barney song!"
