Weekend In Philly

I spent the weekend in Philadelphia with my East Coast Adventure Pal. When I shared my travel plans with friends, their reactions were decidedly poor.

Why would you go there?

Oh…. Is that safe?

THAT place is the armpit of the world! I hated it there!

I was a little taken aback. After all, I don’t judge the people in my life for their travel choices. A desire to go and see is different for everyone. Besides, no place is truly safe as there are different kinds of threats everywhere you go in this world.

I am pleased to say that I had a splendid long weekend despite the negative reviews from friends. I met up with Nichola in Pittsburgh where we began my first ever train journey.

We stayed in Old City Philadelphia and were within easy walking distance of many historic sites and a short Uber from some other things we wanted to do.

It’s a city and a very old one at that with lots of interesting architecture, murals, museums, pocket gardens and stories of their history. There are signs of prosperity all around. There’s also trash and stink in some places. The homeless population that we encountered was mostly passive but troubling. The very thought of having no place to call home made me sad.

We witnessed no violence and had no trouble anywhere we went. However, there are certain parts of the city where middle aged, white tourists simply do not belong and we had no trouble making that distinction.

We walked the streets where our founding fathers lived and worked. We sat in Betsy Ross’ pew at Christ Church and toured Independence Hall where the Declaration of Independence was signed. I stood next to the Liberty Bell, experiencing an unexpected sense of pride and sadness that mixed into an emotion close to bittersweet.

I got to see the works of the only woman to join the French Impressionist movement and who did so at a time that women simply didn’t travel in those circles.

All of these things and many more represent acts of defiance and courage in our nation’s past. It all made me wonder if I would have been brave enough to get involved if given the chance back then.

I still don’t have an answer to that question.

It was a wonderful trip. We saw lots, ate well and learned so much I’ll still be unpacking these stories for a long time to come.

I don’t know what preconceptions my friends had that their opinions were so negative but I had a great time and can’t wait to tell you about it!

Unity Through A Microphone

The Smithsonian Institute is one of America’s greatest gifts to her citizens. My favorite is the American History museum where such treasures are kept as Dorothy’s ruby slippers, Old Glory, the gowns of the First Ladies and a centuries old ship.

There’s also a display of Presidential memorabilia including this treasure.

It’s the CBS broadcasting microphone that Franklin Delano Roosevelt spoke into when he gave his Fireside Chats.

It was through this microphone that FDR communicated with Americans about the darkest days of the Great Depression and through the terrifying years of World II. It’s hard to imagine a world without internet, a 24 hour television news cycle or immediate access to information. It’s strange to think of a world when people gathered around their radios to take in a sitting President’s Fireside Chats.

Incidentally, this concept was innovative when FDR began addressing the country in this way. His chats were meant to inform and reassure American citizens. He spoke directly to the citizens about his programs and initiatives and about the war.

There was no room for interpretation and no analysis or opinion from commentators who could disguise their opinions as fact as we see so much today.

It was information straight from the horse’s mouth, so to speak.

Are we really better off today with so many news outlets or businesses parading as media while they push their thinly veiled agendas? There was significantly less splintering of information back then and a greater sense of unity.

It’s funny but I long for simpler days that I never even knew in real life,

In case you’ve forgotten your American history, this is Pearl Harbor Day. It was 82 years ago today that a Japanese attack left 2,403 servicemen and civilians dead at Pearl Harbor in Hawaii.

In a Fireside Chat two days after the attack, Roosevelt said these words.

“We are now in this war. We are all in it—all the way. Every single man, woman, and child is a partner in the most tremendous undertaking of our American history. We must share together the bad news and the good news, the defeats and the victories—the changing fortunes of war.”


-Franklin Roosevelt, Fireside Chat, December 9, 1941

“We must share together.” This is a phrase we don’t hear much anymore. We tend to not share so much as sit in our separate corners and nurse our own agendas.

May we never again know a time of such sorrow and hardship as another Great War. However, if we do, let us hope we are led by an individual who can intentionally unite rather than purposefully divide.

And may all those who who lost their lives so horrifically and so unexpectedly 82 years ago today rest in peace.

Meeting Ulysses S. Grant

If you ever a have a chance to see Dr. Curtis Fields, Jr. give a presentation on US President Ulysses S. Grant, please go. He is an educator, a living historian and the preeminent portrayer of Grant in this country. His presentation will blow you away.

At least, that was the case for me when I had the pleasure of seeing him at the Ross Heritage Center in Chillicothe, Ohio on April 27. Incidentally, that was Grant’s 200th birthday so they even had birthday cake in his honor.

Dr. Fields spoke to a packed house for about 90 minutes without ever breaking character. His presentation on what he called “Grant’s Desperate Years,” between 1854 when Grant left the Army and the start of the Civil War, was fascinating.

His children were born during these years and he worked at everything he could to make something of himself and to give his family a good life. Unfortunately, if Grant didn’t have bad luck, he would have had no luck at all. None.

In fact, the first couple of stories about his failed business ventures were sort of humorous but it quickly turned sad. I had no idea he struggled so much before finally finding some success.

It’s one thing to listen to a history lecture. It’s a completely different experience when someone looks and sounds the part as they tell you their life story. My companion and I stood for the entire 90 minutes and I never once got bored or tired of standing. That’s high praise and I would do it again if given the chance!

Want to learn a little more about Dr. Fields? This is a short article that you might enjoy.

FDR Memorial

In a 1936 speech, President Franklin Delano Roosevelt famously said “the fundamental idea behind the parks…is that the country belongs to the people, that it is in process in making for the enrichment for the lives of all of us.”

He said of the National parks “there is nothing so American.”

It seems fitting that our longest serving president would have his own National Park Memorial on the National Mall. While there is something to be said for them all, this is my favorite for the way it tells a cohesive story.

There are five outdoor rooms, each representing a different part of his life – the years prior to the presidency and one for each of his four terms as President.

It features four and a half tons of South Dakota red granite, 100,000 gallons of flowing water and lots of trees and greenery. Some parts feel like a sanctuary while others tell the sad, unsettling stories that marred his presidency.

Sculptures depict scenes from the Great Depression like men waiting in a bread line and others listening to a fireside chat. There’s a statue of FDR with his little dog Fala, a Scottish Terrier. His own words are inscribed in stone including the phrase “I hate war” from a 1936 speech.

There’s a nice sculpture of his wife Eleanor as well.

The original design offered no depiction of Roosevelt in his wheelchair. While he was wheelchair bound for much of his life, the American public had no idea because he worked so hard to conceal his disability.

However, the National Organization on Disability argued that he should be depicted in the wheelchair he designed for himself. They raised private funds to add it several years after the 1997 dedication in 2001.

The original memorial was designed by Lawrence Halprin, an accomplished landscape architect who had fond memories of the former President. While Halprin won the design contest in 1974, it was another twenty years before Congress awarded the funds to build it.

Incidentally, there is another Roosevelt Memorial that we didn’t visit. Its a 3x7x4 foot block of white granite that was dedicated by the living American Presidents in 1965. It is located on the lawn of the National Archives.

This was actually what Roosevelt suggested. He told his friend Supreme Court Justice Felix Frankfurter his wishes regarding a memorial. Justice Frankfurter recalled the 1941 conversation:

If any memorial is erected to me, I know exactly what I should like it to be. I should like it to consist of a block about the size of this (putting his hand on his desk) and placed in the center of that green plot in front of the Archives Building. I don’t care what it is made of, whether limestone or granite or whatnot, but I want it plain without any ornamentation, with the simple carving, In Memory of….

I can’t help but wonder what he would have to say about this stunning place of natural elements and well thought design that tells the story of his presidency so beautifully.

I hope he would be pleased. As a pet lover, I’m guessing he would be most glad to see his little Fala included by his side.