Volunteering in Boston
One by Land and Two by Sea Never Happened
Let's think about the old phrase that everyone knows about Paul Revere's midnight ride, "oneth by land and twoeth by sea" as well as the tale of Paul Revere riding through the streets yelling "The British are coming!!!". First, it would be silly to called the British "British" because Paul, himself, was British. All of the colonists, pre-revolution, were British. Second, he wouldn't be yelling that the British were coming, since they were already in Boston. In fact, he might have yelled, "the Regulars (a name for the British by the colonial rebels) are leaving!!"
But that would have defeated his purpose because, third, it was a top secret, covert mission, and yelling anything would have given away his cover. The story, the way we all learned it in elementary school, was originally fabricated as part of a poem by poet and renowned innuend-ist Henry Wadsworth Longfellow. LINK
Paul Revere actually told the men at the Old North Church to hang two lanterns in the steeple himself. The signal was to warn the rebel armies that the British force that had landed in Boston was leaving by river, a short cut, rather than by walking or riding all the way to Concord to face the rumored rebel militia.
Here is a great podcast/youtube video of the whole story if you're interested
I happened to meet one of the British Red Coats while grabbing a brew.
Minuteman National Park travels the route that Paul Revere and the midnight riders, as well as the British army, took on their way from Lexington to Concord. It was also the same road that Paul Revere was captured upon that night, April 19, 1775.
I sat at the "pond's" edge and trudged through the series of articles which comprise his works, and quite frankly find them full of frivolity and rather circumlocutory. So I will boil down the book to some of my favorite quotes:
Rather than love, than money, than fame, give me truth.
I learned this, at least, by my experiment: that if one advances confidently in the direction of his dreams, and endeavors to live the life which he has imagined, he will meet with a success unexpected in common hours.
The cost of a thing is the amount of what I will call life which is required to be exchanged for it, immediately or in the long run.
I had three chairs in my house; one for solitude, two for friendship, three for society
Heaven is under our feet as well as over our heads.
Thank you, especially, to those who have housed and fed me and to those who have helped in ways that you may not have even known you were helping. You helped me keep my sanity, health and drive.
On to NYC... eventually.