
Saturday was the 241st anniversary of the Boston Massacre. We went to the annual re-enactment. It was pretty amazing. I didn't like studying history until we moved East. I feel like I've been playing catch up ever since we moved to Virginia six years ago.


They asked the crowd to participate in the re-enactment. We yelled things like "Huzzah!" and "Lobsters!" at these guys. I don't think I'd ever said "huzzah" before, but I rather like it. Maybe I will start using it more often...I don't really know what it means though. I hope it is not a bad word. If it is, I don't want to know.
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