2012-09-17

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2012-09-17 04:26 pm

150 Years Ago Tomorrow Morning

10-year-old Clarence Derr awoke to discover something unusual in the house; something he would never forget.  I have the andirons to prove it.   

You've met my great-grandpa Clarence before in this blog, as a grown man with a hobby.  But now it's time to meet him as a boy born in 1851, living with his family in Frederick, MD, when the war broke out.  I am guessing about their motives, but I think his parents must have decided Frederick (Barbara Fritchie, shoot if you must this old gray head and all that) was not a safe place to wait it out.  So they packed up the kids and moved to a relative's farm out in the boondocks.

Funkstown, MD. 
Where Nothing Ever Happens.
I think you know where this is going... )