Yesterday I "went home" and visited the Paoli Battlefield in Malvern, Pennsylvania with my children and my very dear friend, Anne. Anne and I have been friends since we met in the first grade at St. Nortbert School in Paoli where Tracey and I went. Tracey, Anne and I have discussed the fact that we don't remember ever being taught about this pivotal battle in the Revolutionary War...one so important that the American military's battle cry "Remember Paoli!" could be heard at battle well into the 1800s.
|I wish you could see this up close; it was truly magical. |
Check out the authentic Revolutionary War fencing.
I cannot tell you how much I enjoyed visiting this beautiful, peaceful field. You will all think me nuts when I say it reminded me of one of my favorite places in Scotland; a "drovers pass" in the lower Highlands where there is a massive valley sunken into the mountains from years of cattle driving. I have always said there is "music in the silence" there...and I felt the same way about this quiet battlefield in PA.
My sincere thanks to Diana Gabaldon for Remembering Paoli.
And my very heartfelt thanks to Karen Henry of Outlandish Observations for reminding me how much I love having grown up in an area so rich in Revolutionary War history.
|Major General Grey. I hope Hal spat in his tea.|
|My kiddies who were surprisingly quiet and reverent throughout|
our entire visit...without constant reminders from me.
Kids can "feel" the past even better than we can.
|The original Paoli Massacre monument from 1817, which stands inside |
the gravesite. The battlefield can be seen in the distance.
|Fresh from Memorial Day|
|My son photographing the original monument with what else?|
His Nintendo 3DS.
Hey, I'll instill a love of history into them any way I can. :)
|I was iffy on this shot because I didn't want to be disrespectful...|
but if letting her quietly sit on a canon for 20 seconds makes the stories stick, then I'm OK.
They both took photos to school today to show their teachers. Not too shabby. :)
|The current monument, erected in September 1877|
|My wonderful friend, Anne who puts up with me dragging her to battlefields|
on any random Wednesday when I'm only in town for 6 hours.
Actually, I'm kidding; Anne was equally as moved as I was. :)