Monday, April 21

No One Told Me We Lost

Now, if you were given told by your husband that you could celebrate your first wedding anniversary any way you wanted, I know you would have picked waking up at 4 a.m. to watch a re-enactment of the Battle on the Green, the battle that started the Revolutionary War, in Lexington.The Minutemen Get Clobbered So you understand how excited I was that our anniversary happened to fall on Patriot's Day, which is a gosh-darn real holiday in the state of Massachusetts. A classmate of Adam's happens to live in Lexington, so he and a gaggle of MBAers staked out a spot early. We left the house a little late (waiting for a friend) at about 4:45. The morning was slightly chilly, but quite nice. We found the gang easily and we stood around. And stood around. And stood around. Finally, at 5:30 a.m., the bells started to toll (don't ask for whom the bell tolled! Well, okay, it tolled as an alarm for the Minutemen). Then, 15 minutes later--well, I don't suppose I have to tell you, because you would have all heard it. After all, the shot was heard 'round the world.The Britsh Have Come, The British Have Come First two guys made off with a trunk of John Hancock's papers to keep them safe. Then, the scairdy cat simply ran away (that must be the most junior position in the re-enactment: scared guy who runs away). Then, the Redcoats. Those guys marched up and lined up and stood in a pretty row with their lovely bayonets and muskets. My big question is why didn't the Minutemen just shoot them while they were standing there? The Redcoats aimed, they fired, and within minutes the battle was over. Dead and wounded Minutemen littered the ground as their bonnet-covered wives (otherwise known as CWITs--Colonial Wives in Training) ran by their sides. And then it was over. The Redcoats marched off to Concord and we marched off to a friend's for breakfast (well, fruit for us, as it's Passover, but pancakes for everyone else). Two highlights: Overhearing someone calling for directions to where we were and just hearing, "You can see the Redcoats? Follow the Redcoats" and the war protester watching the battle re-enactment. Something about that one.... I am a little disappointed to learn that some of the militiamen wore "wicking sock liners." Doesn't seem very 1775, does it?

You can be sure the next to-do item on our list was a nap. And a lovely one it was indeed.

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