USO Canteen FReeper Style....Liberty R&R Goes to Virginia Join Us .......July 6,2002

Aquamarine and Snow Bunny

[Snow Bunny]

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Monticello.......Thomas Jefferson’s home

The Blueridge Mountians of Virginia

Virginia Beach

The wonderful Daffodil Festival in Gloucester, Virginia

Music performed by the Fifes and Drums of Colonial Williamsburg. Tap your toes to the exhilarating martial music that marked the routine of military troops during the 18th century and sent the patriots marching into battle.

A large area of the town of Williamsburg consists of buildings preserved from Colonial times, i.e. from before the Declaration of American Independence in 1776.

Think of the Williamsburg Area... and the images that come to mind are...

`Small Town' Colonial Life...

the Search for American Independence...

the Model for Democracy used throughout the world.

Enjoy a 'Cold One' in the same Taverns where the likes of Tommy Jefferson and Patrick ("Give me liberty, or give me death") Henry, argued over the fate of a super power's Colony… and their lives.

College of William & Mary - Second oldest Institution of Higher Education in the Nation… with today, Graduates from all over the world. There is where Thomas Jefferson and some of his buddies went to school.

Don't forget to ask about the friendly ghost that's been dropping by the Wren Building for several Centuries.

College of William & Mary... which was the school to young law students like Thomas Jefferson.

The second oldest institution of higher learning in the United States... William & Mary began the Honor Society that was based on individual Responsibility... as well as the Phi Beta Kappa Society... which recognized and acknowledged individual Excellence.

The College's Wren Building, was constructed in 1695.

Williamsburg Historic District - the political and intellectual Capitol of England's colony in the New World. Where the ideas and ferment originated for the modern concept of Democracy now used throughout the world. Authentic reconstruction's, shows, exhibits, interpreters. Referred to as the 'Largest Living Museum in the World'.

It was here that the colonists (and their `legislators' who were permitted to make recommendations to the King)... began to understand that they did not have to be ruled by a foreign power... but could manage their own country under rules which they themselves developed by community consensus (discussions and voting).

Walk through and actually dine in the same Taverns... where the arguments took place between the `Crown Loyalists'... and the `Revolutionaries'... and where the concepts that became the America Constitution were discussed by the likes of George Washington and Patrick Henry ("Give Me Liberty, or Give Me Death").

Then let's take a little trip over to Yorktown.

Yorktown is still the small little village on the York River where a Revolution ended… setting the stage for a New American Nation to begin.

Yorktown may be a tiny village, but it's important in American history because the definitive battle of the American Revolution was won by George Washington there in 1781. After Lord Cornwallis surrendered his huge army to the American and French allies on October 19, 1781, Britain soon appealed for peace. As a result, the 13 colonies emerged into the United States of America.

We can’t forget a visit to Jamestown.......the first English Settlement in the 'New World'… now some 400 years old. See authentic replicas of the boats that crossed the ocean seeking religious freedoms and opportunities.

Th time in sheer wonderment at the resolve and fears of men, women and children crossing an Ocean in a Susan B. Constant... a small boat that today, seems like an oversize mini van.

Roughly 400 years ago, on December 20, 1606, three merchant ships loaded with passengers and cargo embarked from England on a voyage that would later set the course of American history.

The Susan Constant, Godspeed and Discovery reached Virginia in the spring of 1607, and on May 14, their 104 passengers all men and boys began building on the banks of the James River what was to be America's first permanent English colony, predating Plymouth in Massachusetts by 13 years.

[Victoria Delsoul]

Okey dokey...

Donna Summer, Love To Love You Baby

[lodwick]

Great idea Cobby - genius. I hope you pursue it - keep us posted and let us know how we can help.

Without roots, things get washed away - forever. Good man.

[Aquamarine]

ROTFL!

[Victoria Delsoul]

George Michael and Aretha Franlin, Knew You Were Waiting..

[Victoria Delsoul]

Shoud read = Aretha Franklin

[lodwick]

;-) Smooch

[Victoria Delsoul]

[Victoria Delsoul]

Taylor Dayne, With Every Beat of my Heart

Be back later.

[LadyX]

Fascinating idea, Cobby!
It is indeed easier to appreciate and retain if you can 'see' realistic figures and the locales.

I always loved history, especially of America, and in my travels could 'imagine' how it was when history was made, mentally puttng myself into the scene and its time.

At St. Augustine, I stood where Ponce de Leon made his landing, the first place in mainland America claimed for God, in 1513.
Beside the Fountain of Youth, clearing in recent years of the layers of sand revealed a cross of stones he had his men lay next to the spring as his dedication to God.

Ever wonder WHY he thought that spring a fountain of youth?!
The average European male of that time was only about four feet tall, with the inadequate diets that were the norm.
The Indians in Florida, on the other hand, had a good one, with plenty of fruits and vegetables as well as game.

They were seven feet tall!!

It was their practice for generations to have the tribe's Chief marry the tallest available woman in the tribe, ensuring their offspring would be good-sized.
On the theater stage by the spring are lifelike figures depicting the meeting.
Makes sense that Ponce de Leon thought the water was the reason, though, neither nutrition nor genetics well understood in that century.

I projected myself into the moccasins of the Sioux in the Rockies, seeing specks approach from the Plains, unaware of the impact those wagons would make on his civilization.

Frequently exploring in the area near Rapid City, at one curve in the road was a marker stating on such and such a date, Custer and his men had camped for the night, beside a stream.
I could 'see' about twenty men and a picket line of their horses - morning swirling fog scene scene with an early riser putting a large coffeepot on the revived fire - horses nickering softly - and one by one, the soldiers coming awake.

Returning from the years in Alaska, in Montana drove alongside the Missouri River to within 20 miles of the headwaters, the river rather narrow at its beginning. That is where Lewis and Clark had to get off their ship and walk/ride horseback to get to the Pacific Ocean.

Yes, Cobby, I agree with your dream as being more meaningful than little black words on white paper, so much emphasis on dates one is lulled to sleep instead of getting the 'picture.'
Today's children grow up with the stimulus of moving images, and would greatly benefit from your approach.

[Snow Bunny]

Hi Victoria, that is great!!! Thank you so much.

[LadyX]

Great graphic, Aquamarine!
Thanks for the ping - - -

[LadyX]

Good evenin', Mrs. Bunny!!

Hugs to you and FallGuy ~ ~ ~

[Snow Bunny]

Jen, this is so neat!!! I just love it!!!! Great song too.OH wow Jen !!!! Thank you ! ((( hug )))

[Snow Bunny]

Hi LadyX, so good to see you. Beautiful day!!!!

((((( hug ))))))

[Snow Bunny]

I love this song!! Fantastic.

[Aquamarine]

Here is another interesting extract from my Great (etc) Grandfather Hutchins scrapbook.

EULOGY ON DEATH OF WASHINGTON

Hark, what means these doleful cries
Spreading wide across the skies?
Weeping mothers seem to mourn
Thousands lost of their first born.

Are poor captives forced away
In some foriegn land to stray?
Or do thousands mourn the fata,
of a fallen sister stata?

Sad the cause! unknown before,
WASHINGTON, is now no more.
On his mother's breast he sleeps,
Wakeful still she sighs and weeps.

Stranger, stop! come drop your tear,
WASHINGTON, lies lifeless here,
This excites maternal grief,
Which admits no relief.

Streams of sorrow plantations flow,
Where the weeping willows grow,
Tidings fly from shore to shore,
WASHINGTON, is now no more.

Sympathy, with soft address,
Soothes his widow in distress,
She shar'd in her husbands woes
Whilst his arm chastised our foes.

You will find her crouching low
Where the weeping willows grow
Sympathy, thou child of love
Dry her tears, and tender provs.

Say, thy, Washington set free
Longs to share his life with thee;
Weeping freedom sable clad,
___no more your Patriot's dead.

circa. 1795-1808

[Snow Bunny]

Having trouble with computer be right back.....

[Aquamarine]

Thank you.
I feel as though I'm greiving with those in the past when I read that poem. Washington was the greatest Leader that this country has ever had and will likely ever have.