I’ve been somewhat distracted from writing lately due to other distractions. Just this past weekend Russell & I took a quick trip to Boston. There was a book show that we wanted to check out as a potential source for inventory for our online book business.
Now maybe I can’t say definitively that Boston is not my kind of town since I was only there for about 4 days, but I sure was longing for home. Give me the wide open spaces, less noise and cleaner air. The people were quite friendly – friendlier than I think you would find Arizonans but what bothered me the most was the immorality. Everywhere you looked there were women dressed or should I say undressed to the point of almost being exposed. I thought things were bad in Arizona but Boston is the worst I’ve ever seen. The women had no shame.
We did spend one day walking along the Freedom Trail.
This is the Granary Burying Ground established in 1660. The tall obelisk in the middle is where Benjamen Franklin’s parents are buried. Also buried in this graveyard are James Otis, Samuel Adams, Robert Paine and those who died in the Boston Massacre.
John Hancock’s Grave
Paul Revere’s Grave
See that tiny building at the far end of the street? That is the Old State House – Boston’s oldest public building. It was built in 1713 as the seat for the British colonial government. This is where the Stamp Act and the Writs of Assistance were debated.
And right here, on the balcony of the same building, the Declaration of Independence was first read to the Bostonians July 18, 1776
I had to take this picture of a father and his two sons riding on unicycles in downtown Boston for our friends in PA. 😉
And finally, Faneuil Hall where our founding fathers met for organized protests against British tyranny, prior to the Revolution.
And that about sums up what we saw of Boston- besides its subways which, by the way, are the oldest ones in the nation.