Technically, this still counts since it falls before Epiphany, right? (In the Catholic tradition, Epiphany – the feast of the Three Kings on January 6 – is the official end of the twelve days of Christmas.)
Anyway, technicalities aside, I recently attended a Living History event at Fort Mott State Park in New Jersey called Soldiers’ Christmas. Maybe it was Soldier’s Christmas. Soldiers Christmas? Whatever.
It was my first time attending this event, although I’ve heard about it for a number of years. There were groups from a number of different eras, although the majority were from World War 2. It was great to see a lot of familiar faces from the Living History scene, and I even learned a thing or two along the way!
Christmas the American GI way
Last weekend I achieved a small personal milestone that has been several years in the making. Namely, I participated in a living history event at Gettysburg.
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This will probably surprise exactly no one that my historical interests were tending towards this, but I myself only became aware I was going in this direction about a year ago. Almost exactly a year ago, to be specific, when history friend Mel and I went to the Eisenhower Farm for their annual WW2 day. I wrote about that in one of my very first blog entries. And the rest, as they say, is history.
[ Get it? Get it??? History!!! Like this blog! … okay … ]
I joined my friends the Polish Army at Eisenhower Farm on the participant side, specifically the 10th Dragoon Regiment, 2nd Squadron. Once I know exactly what that means, I’ll let you know. I must also regretfully inform you that no actual dragons are present in this group, much like how the Union Jack recently got jipped out of including the Welsh Dragon
And so to the weekend:
This post is brought to you by adult snow day #1228382. Adult snow days are the best.
Back to FIG –
For being the last girls in the previous night, we were the first ones up and out the door. I was rather proud of us – Poland is SRS BIZNIZ.
Over the weekend of September 21-22, there was a Living History event at the Eisenhower farm, which happens to be at Gettysburg. During WW2, the battlefield was owned by the Department of Something, so Eisenhower and Patton and those guys brought tanks up to practice shooting them.
A brief history of the farm, according to the NPS pamphlet:
The Eisenhowers bought the house and farmland in 1950 from a fellow named Allen Redding, planning to retire. They had to structurally restore the building, and the finished product had eight bedrooms, nine bathrooms, and an extensive kitchen, among other rooms. The land itself is at least 189 acres. However, two years later he was elected President and served two terms in office before they finally retired to the farm. According to the literature, their favorite spot was the glassed in porch, where they could watch the sunrise over the rolling Pennsylvania mountains. I bet it was glorious. The front drive to the main property is lined with trees, one from every state. Mamie would ask him how far he’d walked, and he would reply with, “Minnesota” or “Oregon” and she would know how far he had gone.
Ok, now to the weekend.