John Hancock held fireworks here in celebration of the repealing of the Stamp Act. See Here This was a tax that was imposed on all American colonists by the British Parliament. It required them to pay a tax on every piece of the printed paper that was used.
Boston Common has, and continues to, serve a higher purpose as a place for public oratory and discourse. Here, during the 20th century, Charles Lindbergh promoted commercial aviation; Anti-Vietnam War and civil rights rallies were held, including one led by Martin Luther King, Jr.; and in 1979 Pope John Paul II gave Mass to a gathered crowd. Today, Boston Common is open for all to enjoy.
Every step is a story, a piece of what ignited the American Revolution.
When you first walk in the gates, you are immediately drawn to the monument for Benjamin Franklin, who was born in Boston, but, moved to Philidelphia when he was 17. Incidentally, he is not buried there, he is resting in peace in Philidelphia, his adopted city.
Paul Revere was made famous with the poem written by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow “The Midnight Ride of Paul Revere." It retells the story of the legendary ride he made, carrying the lanterns (one if by land, two if by sea!) to Lexington and Concord on April 18, 1775, that resulted in the first shot fired in the American Revolution on April 19, 1775.
Intersting markings were quite taken back with the ghosts and skulls on the stones of small children. Do you know what they had those there for? There were too many to show you and too much to post today, so I will be back tomorrow to finish up my wonderful day or three that I was there. I hope you enjoyed your time and some rehashing of history. I hope none of you fell asleep. As always I want to thank you for coming along! I want to apologize to @Ace108 and @c0ff33a for being sooo late. Life happens!
Flowers! There must always be flowers! I dedicate this picture to #MondayRed #ColorChallenge by @Kalemandra, who always and forever colors my world!
Oh, your loveliness carries soft delicate feelings - like a warm whisper passing swiftly by.
Yes. If I had only known... How different life could have been.
And just like that, this post is done. I want to thank @ace108 and @c0ff33a for hosting these challenges and even though the day is done, I can guarantee that there is still a little sunshine left in my heart. Have a most fabulous evening!
Thank you for visiting my post 💖 Because of you, I come back to post again and again, I am encouraged by you, for the time you take to visit, comment or even upvote. For all of these reasons, I am eternally grateful. Don't ever forget what a wonderful world we live in, people. Let's hold hands around the globe and make this earth really spin. Some days, it is not as easy to see, how wonderful it really is. Kindness counts. Wherever you go, whatever you do.
I always post this poem down at the bottom of my posts. It is one that has become so near and dear to my heart. I only post the most famous part of it, but, wanted to post it in its entirety today. they set my aunts house on fire
i cried the way women on tv do
folding at the middle
like a five pound note.
i called the boy who use to love me
tried to ‘okay’ my voice
i said hello
he said warsan, what’s wrong, what’s happened?
i’ve been praying,
and these are what my prayers look like;
i come from two countries
one is thirsty
the other is on fire
both need water.
later that night
i held an atlas in my lap
ran my fingers across the whole world
"where does it hurt?"
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