Friday, November 20, 2009

Thanksgiving


A Thanksgiving Lesson

November 20, 2009 by Chip Wood

Did you know that our Pilgrim forefathers tried communism when they first landed at Plymouth Rock?
How’s that for a dramatic beginning to a story? Years ago, when I used to give a lot of talks to high school classes, this was one of my favorites. It always got the students’ attention. And I have to admit, I also enjoyed seeing some liberal teachers get so upset with me they almost lost their lunches.
Here’s the story I told those students in those long-ago presentations.
The Pilgrims who arrived at Plymouth Rock in 1620 were incredibly brave and hardy souls. They were motivated by the noblest of virtues. They vowed, each and every one, to be as selfless as possible—to always put the needs of the group first. They agreed to own everything in common and to share everything equally.
And their naïve piety almost killed the entire colony.
We all know how the adventure begins. A group of devout Christians, seeking religious freedom for themselves and eager to "advance the Gospel of the Kingdom of Christ" in the New World, sets sail from Plymouth, England in 1620. An investment consortium known as the Merchant Adventurers of London paid the expenses for the trip, including chartering the Mayflower and its 40-man crew.
The deal was simple: The Pilgrims agreed to establish a colony in northern Virginia where they would plant crops, fish the waters and hunt in the forests. They would return a certain percentage of each year’s bounty to London until their debt had been repaid.
Things went wrong from the start. First, the syndicate changed the deal, drastically reducing the amount they would loan the Pilgrims. The brave adventurers were forced to sell many of their own possessions, and much of their provisions, to pay for the trip. As a result, they landed in the New World badly short of supplies.
Next, the small ship they had purchased in Holland, which was to accompany them to America so they could fish the waters off the coast, had to be abandoned in England.
Shortly after they set sail, the ship, badly misnamed the Speedwell, became "open and leakie as a sieve," as its captain reported. They returned to Dartmouth, where the boat was dry-docked for three weeks as repairs were made.
But to no avail. After leaving Dartmouth, the group sailed less than 300 miles when the captain decided the Speedwell "must bear up or sink at sea." This time the ships put in at Plymouth, England, where it was decided to go on without the Speedwell. On Sept. 16, 1620, the Mayflower set out alone to cross the Atlantic.
A month later, when they had reached the halfway point, fierce storms battered the ship and threatened the lives of passengers and crew. Many wanted to turn back for England. But if they abandoned the journey, they would lose everything they had invested. The Pilgrims decided to trust in God and sail on.
Despite the storms, the hazards, the crowding and the poor food, only one Pilgrim died during the voyage, a young servant. His death was balanced by the birth of a son to Stephen and Elizabeth Hopkins, who named their child Oceanus.
There were 102 passengers on board the Mayflower—50 men, 20 women and 32 children—along with a crew of 40. The captain set a course along the 42nd parallel, a bearing that would carry him to Cape Cod. From there he intended to swing south and follow the coast to northern Virginia.
A little over two months later, on Nov. 19, land was finally sighted and the captain turned the ship south, toward Virginia. However, they soon encountered such "dangerous shoals and roaring breakers" that they turned back to Massachusetts. It was then that the grumblings of dissent turned into a full-fledged roar. Many of the passengers insisted on landing in Massachusetts, where "none had power to command them."
The Pilgrim leaders decided to meet the explosive situation by asking each male on board, except for the crew, to sign a formal document that would lay "the first foundation of their government in this place." Thus the Mayflower Compact was born.
The Pilgrims were a diverse lot. Many of them were illiterate. Yet in creating the Mayflower Compact they showed an extraordinary political maturity. They agreed to establish a government by the consent of the governed, with just and equal laws for all. Each adult male, regardless of his station in life—gentleman, commoner or servant—would have an equal vote in deciding the affairs of the colony. Of the 65 men and boys on board, all but 24 signed the agreement. The only ones who did not were the children of those adults who did sign, or men who were too sick to do so.
The first decision made under the covenant was to abandon efforts to reach Virginia and instead to settle in New England. The first explorers landed at Plymouth on Dec. 21, 1620.
Weather delays kept the majority from seeing their new home for nearly two weeks. On Jan. 2, 1621, work began on the first building they would erect—a storehouse.
Because provisions were so scanty they decided that the land would be worked in common, produce would be owned in common, and goods would be rationed equally. Not unlike the society Karl Marx envisioned of "from each according to his ability, to each according to his need."
Unfortunately, thanks to illness, injury and attitude, the system did not work. Pilferage from the storehouse became common. Suspicions of malingering were muttered. Over the course of that first, harsh winter, nearly half of the colonists perished. Four families were wiped out completely; only five of 18 wives survived. Of the 29 single men, hired hands and servants, only 10 were alive when spring finally came.
The colonists struggled desperately for two more years. When spring arrived in April 1623, virtually all of their provisions were gone. Unless that year’s harvest improved, they feared few would survive the next winter. The Pilgrim leaders decided on a bold course. The colony would abandon its communal approach and permit each person to work for his own benefit, not for the common good.
Here is how the governor of the colony, William Bradford, explained what happened then. This is taken from his marvelously readable memoir (if you can make adjustments for the Old English spellings), History of Plimoth Plantation:
The experience that was had in this commone course and condition, tried sundrie years, and that amongst godly and sober men, may well evince the vanitie of that conceite of Plato & other ancients, applauded by some of later times;—that ye taking away of properties, and bringing it in communitie into a commone wealth, would make them happy and flourishing; as if they were wiser than God.
For this communitie (so farr as it was) was found to breed much confusion & discontent, and retard much employment that would have been to their benefite and comforte. For yet young men that were most able and fitte for labor & services did repine that they should spend their time & strength to worke for other men’s wives and children with out any recompense.
Once they replaced communal efforts with individual responsibility the differences were dramatic—and life-saving. Men went into the fields earlier and stayed later. In many cases, their wives and even their children (some barely past the toddler stage) worked right alongside them. More acres were planted, more trees were felled, more houses were built, and more game was slaughtered because of one simple change: People were allowed to keep the fruits of their own labors.
The Pilgrims arrived deeply in debt to the London merchants who sponsored them. They worked for more than 20 years, as individuals and as a community, to pay off the crushing burden. In 1627, they borrowed money to pay off the Merchants Adventurers. By 1645, they had paid off the entire debt to the company which had advanced them the sums to pay off the Merchants.
When their debt had been paid in full (at the astronomical interest rate of 45 percent per year), the company that had advanced the sums wrote the Pilgrims:
Let it not be grievous to you, that you have been instruments to break the ice for others who come after with less difficulty. The honour shall be yours to the world’s end.
As we celebrate this coming Thanksgiving Day, some 380 years after the Pilgrims celebrated the first of this uniquely American holiday, let us remember the sacrifices they made… the devotion they showed… and the lessons they learned.
Until next time, keep some powder dry.
—Chip Wood

Monday, September 14, 2009

Jason, Emma & Carston at Sturbridge Village, MA

After driving from Pennsylvania, we met Eric and Carston at the Sturbridge Village for a great day. We had lunch at the restaurant that is part of the village....

The kids couldn't wait to run on to see all of the cool things. The house in the foreground was being built the last time that I was there. They were splitting logs into siding by hand with a wedge and a sledge.

Carson, Emma,. and Jason outside of the the Meeting House.

This village is a working colonial village with people who work and keep the village going. They dress in period costume and are wonderful to talk to and observe.

This is the Community Church for the village. It is a beautiful building.

More young people who work in the village.

Outside of the Church and next to the graveyard.

Grandpa and kids trying to play with the barrel rings. They all had a great time....

This is the school house.

Outside the school is a play yard with different items for the kids to try that were really used.

The beehive structure shown in the kiln that is used to fire ceramics that is used in the village.

This is the structure that houses the ceramic factory.

Click this picture to enlarge so you can read the text.

This gentleman was throwing clay. Very interesting.


Glazed ceramics
Tool used to grind glaze for pots and cups...

Look at all of those pieces.
This tool is used to work the clay to soften and make smooth. They are doing a great job, don't you think?

A very scenic look at the pastures and entrance to the farm.


Garden at the farm.
Two calves that were born 2 week earlier. They are out for some exercise and training to lead.

Back from a trip to the orchard.

The barn.

Carston was such a good guide for Emma and Jason. He has spent may days and hours at this village for years.

Geese enjoying the shade. It was really hot on this day.

Churning butter. It must be done....
At the blacksmith. They were making horseshoes and tools.

This is the grismill. They were grinding corn this day.

Grismill

Wow! I wonder if we could get into that water. Grandma was about to melt.... In the foreground is a great covered bridge.

There is the cornmeal.
Tool shed


The kids are inside the bridge. Click on to enlarge to see....
At the armory.


Sunday, September 13, 2009

March on Washington D.C.

On September 12, 2009, Dave and I stood up and were counted as we traveled to our nation's Capitol and marched to let the politicians; liberal, conservative, and socialists, know, that "We the People" are in charge. The trek was amazing and totally exhilarating. We met and visited with people from all over the country who had sacrificed time and means to let their voices be heard. Patriots from as far away as Sacramento, San Francisco, Michigan, Arkansas, Tennessee, Florida, North Carolina, South Carolina, and others. They spoke to us about how they had been encouraged by those they had met along their journey, that were like minded and very concerned about their freedoms and liberties being robbed from them by a corrupt group of politicians. The very same representatives who were elected by the people but who are pushing through their own agenda against the wishes of "We the People."

The rally, organized by ordinary citizens was a huge success. We heard that the estimated number of attendees was from 1.5 to 2 million. The sight was amazing and we were so proud to be a part. The speakers were not the ordinary well known politicians and orators, but American citizens who were leaders within their communities, and organizers of the Tea Party movement. This movement was a spin off from the 912 Project introduced by Glenn Beck in February of this year. Their speeches were moving and from the heart. They rallied the crowd to a feverish pitch of enthusiasm and pride.

The issues addressed by the speakers, and the crowd echoed, were many and varied. But though matters of concern to all of us were mentioned, the over-arching theme of this, and the 200 similar events held yesterday throughout the country, was that the governments in this nation, federal, state, and local, are not listening to the people who elected them and whom they are supposed to be serving. We are not their servants. They work for us, and many of them seem to have forgotten that.

As one speaker said, "This is not a Republican thing. This is not a Democrat thing. This is not a Black thing. This is not a White thing. This is an American thing!" He happened to be Black.

If you feel like we do, you might want to check out the 912 Project http://www.the912project.com/ or

The related Freedom Works site article on the march is at: http://www.freedomworks.org/follow-the-march-on-dc-from-home?_kk=912project.com&_kt=48bd8bf6-97ba-4e14-abf7-a9ba3ca307ac&gclid=CMLw_N7y7pwCFQRM5QodFzhutQ.

We The People must be heard again!


This was sitting behind the Capitol after we got off the train.

Jan with Jody and Steve Kruman. Friends we went with.
At Freedom Park. Gathering for the march to the Capitol up Pennsylvania Avenue.
More of the crowd.
Freedom Fighters. More gathering. The streets leading into this park were packed with people as far as the eye could see.
Jan in front of the Ronald Reagan International Trade Center.
Patriots on the move.
Dave took this picture standing on a wall looking up Pennsylvania Avenue.
Looking at the crowd behind us in the march.
Approaching the Capitol near the end of the march.