We drove to our hotel in Peabody, MA. It wasn't until I really looked at the address G gave me that I realized it was nearer to Salem than Boston. I'm really glad we have the car.
We met with Kean and Matthew for beverages, then G and I went to Salem for dinner and we found a ghost tour. We'll likely drive into Boston for the day tomorrow as it's our only day to ourselves before meetings on Tuesday.
Witchy Women
During dinner, I was reconstructing what I remember from my exhaustive study of the Salem Witch Trials from my pre-teen years. As that was eons ago, the details were hazy and the brushstrokes bold. The ghost tour helped jog some of my memories and add some additional dimension for just how horrible some of the people involved were. My sympathies lie solely with the accused, in case you needed the spoiler.
The judge and his buddy were so offensive that neither man's families wanted to spend more than the minimum on their burials. Both, reportedly, still haunt their own abodes. Outside of a few kids wreaking vengeance on some women who maybe scolded them, everyone else was accused by these malicious men as a land grab... and guess who profited from each land sale after it was taken from the accused witches' families??? *takes deep breaths to keep blood pressure down* Up with witches! Down with greedy evil turds! I know, strong language. Well, that's how incensed I am.
Them What Don't Got Are On Their Own
G and I were having a talk this morning at breakfast with a couple from NYC. She had visited the Newport mansion museums and seen a registry showing everyone and categorizing them by their wealth. Quite typical of the 19th c. Her comment was, "They listed those with Old Money and those with New Money and how they didn't approve of each other, but nowhere was there any mention of those with No Money because they clearly approved of them even less."
We met with Kean and Matthew for beverages, then G and I went to Salem for dinner and we found a ghost tour. We'll likely drive into Boston for the day tomorrow as it's our only day to ourselves before meetings on Tuesday.
Witchy Women
During dinner, I was reconstructing what I remember from my exhaustive study of the Salem Witch Trials from my pre-teen years. As that was eons ago, the details were hazy and the brushstrokes bold. The ghost tour helped jog some of my memories and add some additional dimension for just how horrible some of the people involved were. My sympathies lie solely with the accused, in case you needed the spoiler.
The judge and his buddy were so offensive that neither man's families wanted to spend more than the minimum on their burials. Both, reportedly, still haunt their own abodes. Outside of a few kids wreaking vengeance on some women who maybe scolded them, everyone else was accused by these malicious men as a land grab... and guess who profited from each land sale after it was taken from the accused witches' families??? *takes deep breaths to keep blood pressure down* Up with witches! Down with greedy evil turds! I know, strong language. Well, that's how incensed I am.
Them What Don't Got Are On Their Own
G and I were having a talk this morning at breakfast with a couple from NYC. She had visited the Newport mansion museums and seen a registry showing everyone and categorizing them by their wealth. Quite typical of the 19th c. Her comment was, "They listed those with Old Money and those with New Money and how they didn't approve of each other, but nowhere was there any mention of those with No Money because they clearly approved of them even less."
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