Hamilton: An American Musical in teaching and public outreach

Historiann

Got a lot farther by working a lot harder, by being a lot smarter. . . Portrait of Alexander Hamilton by John Trumbull, 1792Got a lot farther by working a lot harder, by being a lot smarter. . . Portrait of Alexander Hamilton by John Trumbull, 1792

Please forgive the relative silence on this blog lately, friends.  I’ve been busier–in the words of my late, profane grandmother–“than a cat covered in $hit!”  Much to my surprise, I’ve found it psychologically more comfortable these days to immerse myself in the eighteenth century rather than so-called “reality” these days.  Not that the eighteenth century was a time when things were “great”–far from it!  But, the eighteenth century has the virtue of being over and done with for more than two centuries, so I don’t have any responsibility for making it better.  That’s its primary virtue for me now.

But look what happens when you listen to the Hamilton:  An American Musical soundtrack on your drive and walk to work every day:  you (I) wake…

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Little Cabin in the Woods- A Colorado Tale

A Colorado Thing

Guest post from Wendy L. Huston Robinson

I was born in Des Moines, Iowa but only lived there for a few years. My parents had a bug to be elsewhere and for a while, we travelled around. We lived in Seattle Washington for a short time and we camped and travelled quite a bit of the western United States.

When I was about 7 or 8 years old, we moved and stayed in Colorado. We moved up to an area north of Lake George, Colorado in 1976. We moved out in the middle of the National Forest to run a mining claim for a man we knew, it was The Gem mines. Mining such things as Amazonite or Amazon Stone, Smoky Quartz, and fluorite crystals. Beautiful rocks but I digress.

The first summer we pretty much camped and my dad built a tent structure (reminiscent of the old camp cabins…

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