There’s something about the angle of the sun at dawn and dusk that is magical. The sun hasn’t dropped down to the horizon yet, but seems to be shining through a magnifying glass to illuminate everything it reaches. Western faces of trees become bleached in sunshine and eastern faces dimmed in shadows that cast deep into the forest behind.
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Sunbeams and White Oak
My favorite tree in my backyard is a massive white oak. It was once hidden by young white pine trees and scrawny maples. When we cleared the smaller trees in front of it the white oak jumped out as the star of the backyard. It’s times like dusk with the natural spotlight of the sun shining bright upon the light gray bark of this old veteran of the forest really – and literally – shines.The sun has long since set, but I’m still thinking about the glow in the forest tonight. And I’m grateful for having been there to witness it. For the glow has reflected back on me. -
Chin Up
Rowing is a great exercise, and as I’ve mentioned I’ve gotten reacquainted with it the last couple of weeks as I work to re-establish my morning exercise habit. When you row alone in a basement there are a few ways to pass the time on long rows; play music, listen to a podcast or some other audio program, or watch something on television. More often than not I opt out of all of these and just row in silence. Or more appropriately, I listen to myself.
During a million meter rowing campaign I did a few years ago as a fundraiser for a friend of mine, I injured myself somewhat early on in my attempt by overextending. In rowing that means coming up to the catch position and lunging forward for a bit more. The only way to do this is to drop your head, kick your seat back and extend your hands forward. When I was younger I thought this gave me an extra 2-3 inches of drive. But the cost isn’t worth the benefit. Over-extension on the erg enforces bad habits on the water where balance and swing are critical, and they expose you to potential injury.
So as I row since then, I remind myself to keep my chin up. Sometimes physically looking up at the ceiling to emphasize it. There’s an obvious metaphor about keeping one’s chin up in the sense of being positive. But in this case I think of “chin up” as reinforcing good habits; not reaching for things that aren’t worthwhile and focusing on things that will bring you benefit in the long run. I know my weaknesses at this point in my life, but I also know my strengths, and I work to emphasize those instead. Sometimes I just need to remind myself to make adjustments and stop lunging for things that don’t matter in the long run.
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Car Stickers
Today I was driving through Connecticut when I passed a car with seven or eight stickers on various rear and side windows. The one that caught my attention was a profile of a backpacker with a dog on a leash. Another one that interested me was an Ithaca College sticker. I didn’t know the driver of this car, but I’m confident that I’d have an interesting conversation with them if the opportunity ever presented itself. Stickers say a lot about the driver.
The vast majority of drivers – myself included – have no bumper stickers or their magnetic cousins on their cars. Maybe a parking sticker for work or school, but nothing that announces who they are or what they believe in. Contrast that with the in-your-face nature of the overtly political advocate’s car. Pro-Trump and anti-Hilary. Anti-Trump and pro-Hilary. Either way I see the stickers on their car and I definitely don’t want to have a beer with them.
Stickers announce affiliation with a school, a sports team, a community, military branch, or a favorite vacation spot. I have no problem with this. Embrace your tribe and be proud. You want to show how many kids and pets you have with stickers? Have at it.
I do have a problem with antagonists and posers. You want to put an extra-large bumper sticker on your car telling the world what you believe? You’ll be noticed, but you’ll be thought poorly of by the majority of people you’re sharing the road with. You’re probably blocked or muted by your Facebook friends too. The world is seemingly full of antagonists lately. Sorry, I have no time for your agenda.
Posers are another troubling lot. Your kids got into four of the best colleges in the northeast? Good for you. I’m not having a beer with you, but good for you. Stickers are innocent enough on their own. It’s the driver’s approach to this rolling art that makes me shake my head. Such are the roadways of 2019 America.
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Patriots Day
While national holidays are commonly observed by an entire country, state holidays obviously differ from place to place. Some places, like Boston, celebrate their own holiday too, as Boston does with Evacuation Day every March 17th. The Commonwealth of Massachusetts and the State of Maine, once part of Massachusetts, celebrate Patriots Day.
If you aren’t from the area Patriots Day may seem strange to you. But the name hints at its roots as a day to celebrate the first shots fired in the Revolutionary War at Lexington and Concord. This occurred on April 19, 1775, and Patriots Day is celebrated on the third Monday in April to commemorate the events of that day. Re-enactments take place in various places in Massachusetts, most notably in Lexington and Concord, but also Boston.
For Massachusetts, Patriots Day also coincides with the Boston Marathon and the Boston Red Sox hosting a game at 11 AM. These combined events make being in the City of Boston, or along the Marathon route, a special occasion. Patriots Day is one of the great days to be in Boston.
Participating in the Boston Marathon is a Holy Grail experience for most runners, and the race is a point of pride for anyone from the region. That’s why it was such an affront when two brothers targeted the race with two bombs in 2013. While they succeeded in creating initial panic and immediate attention from the world, they failed to sustain it as they completely underestimated the resolve of the people of Boston. Like the nation as a whole, if you want to unify us against you attack us. As in 1775 in Lexington and Concord, so again in 1941 at Pearl Harbor, on 9/11/2001 in New York and Washington and in Boston in 2013, you’ll find out that this community that is divided on so many issues unites when you bloody our nose.
Boston is back to celebrating Patriots Day, but the city remembers 2013. Security has significantly increased and people are more aware of what’s around them than they were then. The race is stronger for having survived the bombing, and so is the city. So here’s a toast to the runners, to the Red Sox, to our ancestors who faced the British that April 19th in 1775, and for those who rallied together to unite in a common effort when things got rough. That’s what Patriots Day is about.
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General John Stark
If New Hampshire has a favorite son, it’s John Stark. The State Motto is a truncated quote from Stark, “Live Free or Die” and of course the people of New Hampshire have a certain Stark independent streak that lives on to this day. As a transplant from Massachusetts who lives 7 miles from where Stark was born, I’ve come to appreciate the New Hampshire way of thinking more each year. This is my 25th year in the Granite State and it’s high time I focus on New Hampshire’s Revolutionary War hero.
In each phase of John Starks adult life he had extraordinary moments that would on their own be the highlight of someone else’s story. As a 24 year-old young man he was captured by the Abenaki while hunting near the Baker River/Mount Moosilauke area. In captivity he was forced to run the gauntlet but grabbed the stick from the first warrior in the line and attacked him instead! This endeared him to the Abenaki and they adopted him into the tribe. He was eventually ransomed back to freedom but this time with the Abenaki would remain a part of him.Five years later, with the French and Indian War making New Hampshire a war zone, Stark joined Robert Rogers as a Second Lieutenant and later Captain in Roger’s Rangers. He participated in many of the legendary battles of the Rangers, including Battle on Snowshoes and other skirmishes around Lake George, New York. Stark learned a lot from the tactics of Rogers, who in turn had adopted the tactics from the Native American warriors they were fighting against. This would prove handy in the war to come.One event that Stark chose to sit out was the raid on St. Francis, an Abenaki village just over the present-day border of Canada. Stark opting out was a sign of respect for those who he lived with five years before during his captivity. It’s a great indicator of his character.After the war, Stark returned to his home in Nutfield (Londonderry) to work his farm. Stark was married to Molly Page Stark, a legend in her own right, and had 11 children. The Starks were clearly productive on the home front when they weren’t fighting wars. Molly was a champion for smallpox vaccination, which involved deliberately infecting yourself with a small bit of smallpox, which, if it didn’t kill you, would make you immune to a worse case of it. Smallpox was a major threat to the Continental Army during the Revolutionary War.During the Revolutionary War, John Stark became a legend. He was one of the first to answer the call to arms, and fought in the Battle of Bunker Hill, where his experience in the Rangers paid dividends. Stark’s saw immediately what the vulnerabilities were on the northern flank in the defense of Breeds Hill and built a breastwork from old stone walls to defend the Americans from a possible beach landing on the Mystic River. This proved to be salient as that’s exactly what the British did.In a brilliantly orchestrated defense, the first line of New Hampshire militia fired on the attacking British and ducked down to reload. The British kept advancing with fixed bayonets but were mowed down by a second line. And then a third line mowed down the advancing British. By then the first line had reloaded and mowed down the still advancing British and they finally retreated, abandoning the flanking strategy for a full frontal assault elsewhere.Stark would later serve George Washington at Princeton and Trenton, but unlike Benedict Arnold, he chose to tell the Continental Congress to take a hike when they passed him over for politically motivated promotions to General. He returned to New Hampshire but left the door open for further action if needed. And he was absolutely needed.In August 1777, the British Army was moving down from Canada, taking Fort Ticonderoga and working towards Albany. The goal was to meet with the British forces coming up the Hudson River from the New York and cut off New England from the rest of the colonies. This would effectively end the war as the British would control the flow of people and supplies. British General John Burgoyne led an expedition to Bennington to raid supplies stored there. That’s where he ran into the combined forces of Vermont and New Hampshire, led by 49 year-old John Stark.As Stark rallied his troops to attack the British, he shouted the second-most famous sentence he ever produced; “There are your enemies, the Red Coats and the Tories. They are ours, or this night Molly Stark sleeps a widow!” The first half of that statement is contested. What seems to have consensus is the “Molly Stark sleeps a widow” part. Hell of a rallying cry for sure. During the battle, Stark showed his strategic mind once again by flanking the combined forces of the British, Loyalists, Indians and Canadians in a double envelopment, creating panic in the ranks of the enemy. Many of them fled, leaving the British to face a full frontal assault from the majority of Stark’s New Hampshire men, which routed the British and set the stage for victory at Saratoga.
John Stark, like General Sherman after the Civil War, chose to retire from the spotlight and move back to his farm in New Hampshire. He lived out his life on his farm in Derryfield (now Manchester). At the age of 82 he declined an invitation to participate in events commemorating the Battle of Bennington as his health was declining. Instead, he sent a note with a toast to his old soldiers participating in the events. It contains his most famous words, familiar to most everyone even if they don’t recall the source; “Live free or die: Death is not the worst of evils.”
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Live Free or Die
New Hampshire has a strong bond with Quebec, even if most people who live in the state aren’t always aware of it. There’s an independent streak in Quebec that strongly mirrors the independent streak in neighboring New Hampshire. There’s an obviously population blending as many French Canadians moved to the jobs the Industrial Revolution offered in America. One clue of the bond is the highway signs, which welcome French Canadians in both English and French. Welcome and Bienvenue are prominently displayed, along with the state motto “Live Free or Die”. If New Hampshire is famous for anything, it’s Live Free or Die.
The expression is more meaningful if you reflect on the entire phrase written by General John Stark to commemorate the Revolutionary War’s Battle of Bennington; “Live free or die: Death is not the worst of evils.” John Stark is a fascinating, bad-ass kind of guy who I’m going to write about more in a separate post tomorrow, but suffice it to say, he lived the words.
The expression isn’t entirely an American concept. Around the time that Stark wrote these words, the French were saying the same thing in the French Revolution; Vivre Libre ou Mourir, which literally means Live Free or Die. So perhaps changing the highway signs to reflect both the English and French words would be appropriate. It would be a nice way to bookend the sentiment: Welcome, Live Free or Die/Bienvenue, Vivre Libre ou Mourir. I think our neighbors in Quebec would appreciate that.
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The High Ground
During the beginning stages of the French and Indian War, the British Army led by General Edward Braddock and officers that included Thomas Gage and George Washington marched to modern-day Pittsburgh to drive the French out of Fort Duquesne. During the march, Gage’s Advance Guard failed to secure the high ground. As they marched towards Fort Duquesne, they stumbled upon French and Indian forces, who quickly took the high ground and leveraged it to drive Gage’s Advance Guard back towards the main army. In one became known as the Battle of the Monongahela, Braddock rushed his own army forward right into the retreating Advance Guard soldiers. Chaos ensued, and the French and Indians routed the British forces and killed Braddock. If lessons were learned in this battle, taking and holding the high ground seems to have been lost on some of them.
Almost twenty years later, during the beginning stages of the American Revolution, the City of Boston was under siege immediately following the Battles of Lexington and Concord. Both sides looked at the hills surrounding Boston and recognized the strategic importance of holding these hills as soon as possible. The Americans were quicker to get there, and under the direction of General William Prescott, 1200 men built a redoubt on Breeds Hill to defend against the inevitable counterattack by the British.
Old friend Thomas Gage, by now Military Governor of Massachusetts and perhaps not entirely remembering the lessons of the Battle of the Monongahela, ordered the British forces to attack Breeds Hill on June 17th, 1775. They were repulsed twice with significant casualties, particularly with their officers. It was during this battle that General Prescott told his American militia “Do not fire until you see the whites of their eyes” both for accuracy and because they were dangerously low on ammunition. In fact, the lack of ammunition is what ultimately led the British to take Breeds Hill on the third attempt. The Americans fled up and over adjacent Bunker Hill, and for some reason the event has forever been called the Battle of Bunker Hill. Nine months later, the British evacuated Boston when they looked up at Dorchester Heights and saw the cannon from Fort Ticonderoga pointing down at them, proving they recognized the value of the high ground.
The colonial American army seized Fort Ticonderoga by surprise and then had a year to fortify it before the British could amass an army, wait out winter, sail across the Atlantic and work their way down the St. Lawrence and Lake Champlain to meet them in battle. When the British arrived they completely bypassed the fort and took the high ground behind it. When the Americans holding the fort saw the cannon pointed down at them they knew the jig was up and evacuated the fort. With barely an exchange the British took Fort Ticonderoga in one day because they saw the high ground that the Americans thought was impossible to haul cannon onto and proved them wrong.
On July 2nd, 1863, the critical importance of holding the high ground was on display at Little Round Top in Gettysburg, Pennsylvania, where the 20th Maine Volunteer Infantry Regiment led by Colonel Joshua Lawrence Chamberlain repulsed repeated attacks by the confederate soldiers led by Lieutenant General James Longstreet. Like the Americans at Breeds Hill in 1775, the 20th Maine soldiers were running out of ammunition. Chamberlain, under orders to hold the line at any cost. If the confederates were to break through they could flank the Union forces and break the back of the entire Union army. Chamberlain ordered a bayonet charge down the hill, surprising and then routing the confederates.
The high ground is advantageous, but it doesn’t guarantee those who hold it will win. What it does guarantee is that there will be a high cost for trying to take it from those who currently hold it. There’s a lot of talk about taking the moral high ground lately. Democrats point to Republicans and evangelicals and openly question them taking the moral high ground when they defend the President’s actions and statements. My BS detector tells me who holds the true high ground, but that could be bias. What’s apparent though is that continuously attacking those who sit on the high ground, whomever they may be, has a deep cost.
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Habit Loops and Morning Routines
I’m in the middle of establishing a new habit loop that is embarrassingly easy at the moment. I set my alarm for 5:45 AM in case my internal alarm clock doesn’t work. When I get up I immediately get dressed in workout clothes, go downstairs and turn on the coffee maker. I pour myself 16 ounces of cold water and finish it, then head down to the basement for a workout.
My workout is the embarrassing part, at least for someone who’s done a lot more over the years. I set the erg for 500 meters, slide up and down on the seat a few times to stretch out my calves, take off my wedding ring and row the 500 as a warmup piece. When I finish it, I slip the by now cold ring back on my finger, feel it warm up as my body heat conducts onto it, and then stand up. I take a breath and then do 10 burpees with emphasis on full range of motion on the pushup and big air on the jump. After 10 burpees I sit back down on the erg and repeat the routine I did with the 500 meters and the ring.
This workout is more of a warmup than a real workout. I know that. But I’m establishing a routine following the advice of James Clear in Atomic Habits. I’m going to eventually built up to 5000 meters, add weights to the workout, pullups and pushups, and all that. But for now when I wake up and I’m reluctant to get out of bed my mind is wrapped around this quick routine, and I’m not going to rush the process as I build the habit.
To complete my habit loop, I walk back upstairs after the workout, have another 16 ounces of cold water, make a cup of coffee, grab my ipad and sit down to read a page of The Daily Stoic and several pages of whatever book I’m reading. At the moment I’m re-reading Walden. Once the coffee is done and I’ve read several pages, I begin my regular day.
Habit loops are funny things. I’ve established, slipped out of, and re-established habits over the years. But I always default to simple. And I’m keeping things simple this time around. I was doing 50 burpees every day last summer and fall, until I injured myself pushing through when my body was telling me to take a break. That was a good lesson that I hope I’ll remember. Instead of making myself do 50 burpees I’m doing 10 with the 500 meter warmup before and a 500 meter cool down afterwards. Adding more to the routine is fine, but this will be my minimum activity when I’m at home.
When I travel I won’t have access to an erg. So I’m going to have to change the routine up for those days. The easiest thing to do is walk, and so I’ll walk for a warmup, do the burpees, and walk some more. Travel exercise will be the real test for this habit loop. But for now I’m going to just keep on doing what I’m doing, gradually adding more meters and exercises into the habit loop. Simple, right?
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The Bread and Roses Strike
Lawrence, Massachusetts was the epicenter of two significant events in the history of industrial labor. The first was the Pemberton Mill collapse, which I wrote about yesterday. The second was the Bread and Roses Strike in 1912. The strike began when mill workers realized that the mill owners chose to pay them two hours less in wages in reaction to a law passed in Massachusetts requiring women to work a maximum of 54 hours instead of 56 hours. The mill owners weren’t exactly looking out for the welfare of the immigrants who worked in their mills, and took the cold calculation that if someone was working 54 hours they should be payed for 54 hours, not more.
On January 11th the workers at the Everett Mills found that their wages were reduced and walked out, beginning the strike. The next day the Washington Mill discovered their wages were reduced and followed suit. Everntually upwards of 25,000 mill workers were on strike. Police and the Massachusetts National Guard were brought in to “keep the peace” and instead poured gas on the fire as violence escalated. One young woman named Anna LoPizzo was killed and instead of prosecuting the person that shot her the union organizers were framed for murder.
As the strike continued for weeks families started sending their children on the train to the homes of sympathizers. When another group of children were gathered together to be sent to more homes, the mill owners and police tried to prevent it. This led to national attention on the working conditions that the mill workers were living with. Eventually the mill owners agreed to a 5% raise to end the strike but tensions remained high. One immigrant was beaten to death for wearing a pro-union pin.
Over time the higher wages of workers in the mills prompted a shift in manufacturing of textiles, shoes and other items first to the south and eventually overseas. The horrific working conditions that the Lawrence mill workers labored in shifted to these other places too. When I hear about sweat shops in China or other places I can’t help but think about the original sweat shops along the banks of the Merrimack River. The mills didn’t start this way, but over time the plight of the workers degraded as the greed of the mill owners increased. Now and then it’s good to look back on the history of the Industrial Revolution to understand why labor laws have evolved the way they have.
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The Pemberton Mill Disaster
On a quiet hill overlooking the City of Lawrence, Massachusetts is a monument memorializing the 145 mill workers killed on January 10th, 1860 when the Pemberton Mill collapsed. Another 166 were injured. Many victims were women and children. As recent immigrants to America, the victims were buried at Bellevue Cemetery and this simple monument marks time serving as a reminder of the souls who perished that day.
The Pemberton Mill disaster remains one of the worst industrial accidents in history. If it were to happen today the mill owners would be imprisoned for criminal negligence. The mill was built by the Essex Company in 1853 and was sold at a loss to George Howe and David Nevins, Sr. four years later during an economic downturn. Howe and Nevins jammed more machinery into the building to make it more profitable. This proved disastrous as three years later the building collapsed on itself with 800 mill workers inside.
Immediately after the collapse rescuers converged on the pile of rubble to try to dig victims out. Sometime during the rescue a lantern caused a fire that quickly grew to an uncontrollable inferno as oil-soaked wooden beams became tinder. Rescuers could hear dozens of people screaming in terror as the flames raced through the rubble, eventually extinguishing the voices one by one.
This is one of the most horrific stories I’ve ever read about, and it happened along the banks of the Merrimack River in Lawrence. I’ve heard about the Pemberton Mill disaster, but I never really knew the extent of the tragedy. For the young mill workers hoping to earn an honest wage in America, this was a brutally cruel end to their hopes and dreams.
David Nevins, Sr. lived a long life, becoming a wealthy and generous resident of Methuen, Massachusetts. The library in town is named after him. Howe lived a long life too, but seems to have been less generous with his money. The names of the workers who perished in the mill are long forgotten by history. But their final moments serve as a stark reminder of what can happen when you stretch the limits of safety in the workplace.





