Mob-controlled liberty

Last week, on our final day in Williamsburg, we got to witness Benedict Arnold arrive in town to declare it “liberated.” Arnold is the most notorious traitor in US history, and truth be told his vanity was his own undoing, but many of the reasons he had for turning coat ring eerily true. Williamsburg, like…

By way of the train

I hate driving. In fact, if I could convince my family, I’d happily skip every interstate possible when we are traveling on vacation1. I don’t care about “getting there fast.” I care about “getting there non-stressed.” What good is rushing around if I’m a basket case when I arrive? I will tolerate flying. I don’t…

A multi-lens vacation

One of the most agonizing aspects of being on vacation is taking all sorts of wonderful photographs and having to sit on them while I’m away. I don’t like to broadcast when we are away from home, call it a discipline for the age of social media, but there are times where I desperately want…

Suddenly Unfamiliar

The day I left for vacation was quite odd. My wife had left for Williamsburg the week prior for a Teacher’s Institute, and the day prior I passed my kids off to their grandparents. When I returned home, the house felt different. I’ve been on my own before when my family got to visit my…

Historic Meditation

I’ve always wondered why I love history so much. I go out of my way to explore historical threads, and will schedule my vacations around historical exploration. In fact, one of the reasons why I’m so drawn to Christianity is through it’s history 1.  But what is the draw? Many people will study history because…

An unexpected interlude

Yesterday was an unusual Sunday morning. The kids were away at their grandparents, and my wife was down in Williamsburg for their Teacher’s Institute. Also, there was no Sunday school so I had an extra forty-five minutes of actual free-time in the morning. So I did something I’ve never done before on a Sunday Morning….