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Boston Tea Party Day

There were numerous factors that converged to create an environment that was ripe for an event like the Boston Tea Party to take place, which occurred on today's date in 1773. Some of these included the popularity of tea in the colonies, British debt, acts of Parliament that taxed colonists, the Boston Massacre, and the propping up of a British tea company. The Boston Tea Party can be seen as a tipping point that spurred the revolutionary movement forward, which ultimately allowed for the creation of the United States. It is because of its importance to the formation of the country that we mark Boston Tea Party Day.

Although Britain had been victorious in the Seven Years' War (1756-1763), they had accumulated a great national debt and looked to the American colonies for revenue. Parliament instituted taxes on the colonies, the first being the Stamp Act of 1765, which required colonists to pay a tax on printed paper such as newspapers, business cards, and legal documents. Colonists argued that only their representatives in the colonies should have the power to tax them, and that "taxation without representation" was unjust. The Stamp Act was repealed the following year, but the Townshend Acts of 1767 created even more taxes than the Stamp Act, placing them on items such as paper, paint, glass, and tea. The revenue for these taxes was to pay for the salaries of the royal colonial governors. Colonists once again bristled at the idea of being taxed without representation, and they organized boycotts of the taxed goods. Because of this pressure, in April 1770, all of the Townshend Acts except the tax on tea were repealed. The tax on tea was kept as a symbol of Parliament's power and right to levy a tax on the colonies.

Another incident occurred the month before the Townshend Acts were repealed which also raised the discontent of colonists: the Boston Massacre. Colonists had been irritated that British troops were patrolling their streets, and this pent up anger took the form of action when a mob of colonists threw snowballs at a British sentinel who was guarding the Boston Customs House. British reinforcements arrived and the colonists were fired on. Five lost their lives and six more were injured. The colonial frustration that sparked the Boston Massacre only intensified following it.

Colonists drank about 1.2 million pounds of tea a year. With the repeal of the Townshend Acts, boycotting of British tea abated, although some colonists avoided it and drank smuggled Dutch tea instead. Everything changed after Parliament passed the Tea Act in May 1773. This act was created to save the faltering British East India Tea Company and to turn it into a monopoly in the colonies; the act wasn't designed to raise revenue, but to bail out the tea company, which was valuable to Britain's economy. It allowed the British East India Company to sell tea cheaper than anyone else because it stipulated that the tea didn't need to land in England on its way to the colonies, where an additional tax would have had to have been paid. The tea was still taxed at colonial ports, however. Overall, though, the Tea Act lowered the price of tea from the British East India Company, and the company was able to monopolize the market.

Some thought the Tea Act was made as a way to get colonists to accept and support the idea that Parliament could tax colonists. Even though the price of tea was now cheaper for colonists, they were not supportive of the Tea Act. They had never accepted the right of Britain to place duties on tea, and the act reinvigorated their opposition. The act revived the boycotting of tea, and more people began to smuggle Dutch tea, although it was actually more expensive than the British tea. Two of the most prominent tea smugglers were John Hancock and Samuel Adams. The act negatively affected colonial merchants and these merchants and patriot groups like the Sons of Liberty found themselves aligned in opposition to Britain in a way they hadn't prior. Colonists continued to protest against the tea tax and against British control, and in some ports, they were able to force ships with tea from unloading their cargo.

Then, on the night of December 16, 1773, the first major act of resistance to British rule took place, when the Boston Tea Party occurred at Griffin's Wharf in Boston Harbor. The Sons of Liberty, formed of colonial merchants and tradesmen and comprised of noteworthy members such as Samuel Adams, John Hancock, Paul Revere, and Patrick Henry, had been founded to protest taxation, particularly the Stamp Act. They had spoken against Parliament in their meetings, and when the Dartmouth, a ship filled with tea from the British East India Company, came to Griffin's Wharf in 1773, they protested. By mid-December, the ship had been joined by Beaver and Eleanor, which also carried tea. On the morning of December 16, colonists came together in the area around the wharf, and a meeting was held at the Old South Meeting House. They agreed not to pay any taxes on the tea, or to allow it to be unloaded, stored, sold, or used. At the same time, Governor Thomas Hutchinson said the ships could not return to Britain, the tea tariff had to be paid, and that the tea had to be unloaded. Colonists refused all of these demands.

At least 60—and perhaps more than 100—Massachusetts colonists, believed to be part of the Sons of Liberty, disguised themselves as Mohawk American Indians, boarded the ships and dumped 342 crates or chests of tea into Boston Harbor. They split the crates with their tomahawks so that the tea would be exposed when it hit the water. After almost three hours, they had emptied more than 90,000 pounds of tea into the harbor. In today's dollars, the tea would be valued at about $1,000,000. No other damage was done to the ships or other property. It is not known who was all involved, but the event, which became known as the Boston Tea Party, is believed to have been led by Samuel Adams and organized by John Hancock. Most participants were under the age of 40, and some were teenagers. Only one person was arrested and imprisoned: Francis Akeley. Not all of the Founding Fathers were happy with what happened in Boston. George Washington and Benjamin Franklin were not pleased by it, and Franklin believed that the British East India Company should be reimbursed.

In response to the Boston Tea Party, Parliament passed the Coercive Acts, which became known to the colonists as the Intolerable Acts. Britain passed them in hopes that they would keep the colonies from uniting. These acts did a number of things: they closed Boston Harbor until the tea was paid for, they ended the Massachusetts Constitution and repealed Massachusetts' colonial charter, they halted the free elections of town officials in Massachusetts, formal British rule started in Massachusetts and General Thomas Gage—the commander of British forces in North America—was appointed governor, judicial authority in the colonies was moved to Britain, colonists were required to quarter British troops when asked to do so, and French-Canadian Catholics received the freedom of worship, angering many Protestant colonists. Instead of dissuading colonists from uniting, the Intolerable Acts spurred the revolutionary movement. Colonists sent aid to Massachusetts, those with more moderate views became more sympathetic to those held by radicals, and colonists organized the First Continental Congress.

On September 5, 1774, the First Continental Congress convened, when elected delegates from all the colonies except Georgia met in Carpenters' Hall in Philadelphia. They wrote the Declaration of Resolves over the following month, which censured Britain for passing the Intolerable Acts and called for their appeal, established a boycott of British goods, declared that the colonies had the right to govern themselves independently, and called for a colonial militia. Less than a year later, the Revolutionary War began. There are many events that factored into the colonial break from Britain and the fight for a new country, but the Boston Tea Party played a large role in putting the colonists on an inextricable path to revolution.

How to Observe Boston Tea Party Day

The following are some ideas on how to to mark the day:

Visit the Boston Tea Party Ship and Museum and the Old South Meeting House. Boston Tea Party Reenactments are often held at these locations on today's anniversary.

Stop at the official Boston Tea Party marker at the corner of Congress and Purchase streets.

Read a book about the Boston Tea Party.

Host a party and drink some tea, or dump whatever tea you have into water.

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"This tomb is the property of Elizabeth Hickling and Mary Hooten, heirs of Deac. John Lee"

Granary Burying Ground, Boston. 2014

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➻ Synopsis: The second challenge of panic you watch your boyfriend dangle 50ft in the air and almost die, this includes your reaction, how he calms you down and also everyone else’s reaction to finding out dodge has a partner (not very much of the latter)

➻ Requests are always welcome!!!

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Panic. It’s a stupid game really, at least, it is to you. You thought watching your boyfriend jump into the lake from the high point was scary but it was nothing compared to this. The Granary. The challenge, walk across the metal beam between the two towers, it sounds simple enough except for the fact that the beam is clearly highly unstable. Drew goes, Shawna goes, Ray goes, Heather goes. Then dodges name gets called, you tense beside him but try not to show any emotions.

He heads up and starts walking like it’s just another day and he’s walking down the sidewalk. A green light just barely visible from where you’re standing shines up towards dodge, he falls, barely hanging onto the beam with one hand. Fifty feet. Fifty feet in the air. You hold back the scream of his name that wants to come out. He looks down then back up before he’s swinging his other arm to grab the beam too. He swings back up onto the beam skilfully. As soon as he’s across he’s down the ladder and walking fast.

You can tell where’s he’s going and you wouldn’t normally stop him but right now you can’t help it. “Dodge” He stops at the sound of your voice, he softens slightly, just barely visible. You walk over to him and wrap your arms around him. A few gasps come from the others but he ignores them all in favour of tightening his arms around you and burying his face in your hair. Sirens sound as police cars roll into the area. Someone shouts and everyone takes off. Dodge pulls you and heather off behind something before he sees natalie twist her ankle.

The three of you run over and help natalie up and into the forest. We run till we can get far enough to let natalie sit down. Dodge checks over her ankle to make sure nothings broken, you can’t help the twist of jealousy in your gut as she looks at him. They joke around for a minute as dodge makes her a makeshift wrap.

Natalie’s eyes drift from dodge to you. “So… i didn’t know you guys were together” You look down slightly embarrassed that you let the secret out.

“Yeah we were uh keeping it under wraps” Dodge answers as he moves from the ground to your side. Then Heather walks back over to tell Natalie that Bishop is on his way to get them.

The two leave soon after and dodge leads you out of the woods and down a side street to his car. He gets in the drivers seat and you slide into the passengers seat. You stare out the window as he starts the car and drives. You don’t say anything, the shock of the whole thing not having left your system.

“Do you want to come to mine or go to yours?” He asks, it’s a simple question but you’re still not sure how to answer. You don’t want to leave him but you also just want to curl up in your bed and cry.

“I-… i want to come home with you” You say quietly. He turns and looks at you as you continue looking out the window. He pulls the car to the side of the road.

“Look at me” He says softly, you turn slightly. He hooks a finger under your chin and turns your face towards him fully. The tear streaks are obvious on your face, he wipes them away softly, touching you like you’re delicate.

“What’s going on?” He asks even though he knows exactly what it is. You frown, he almost died and he’s seriously asking what’s wrong. “You’re really asking me that” He sighs, he knew that was coming. “I’m okay baby” He murmured as he rubbed your cheek softly. You nod, you know he’s okay but that doesn’t stop the ache in your chest.

“Come here” He coaxes you out of your seat. You climb over the compartment in the middle and into his lap. He holds you against his chest. You curl against him. You mutter something under your breath that he can’t quite make out. He hums and asks you to say it louder.

“You almost died” You say quietly as if saying it louder would make it happen. “I didn’t” he leans down and kisses your forehead. You breathe a little easier as you burrow further into his warmth.

“let’s get home baby” he says into your hair, you move out of his lap and he drives to his house. You go straight in passing his mom and sister in the living room and going to his bedroom. You practically collapse on his bed and you can hear him talking to them but you don’t know what he’s saying. He comes in a few minutes after and changes into his pajamas.

“Do you want something comfier to sleep in? Jeans aren’t the best for sleep” He says as he digs through his drawer. You nod and he passes you a tshirt and a pair of his sleep shorts. You change and climb back into bed, he follows. The two of you practically meld together. “I know you’re scared but i can do it” He murmurs into your neck. “I know you can i just- i can’t lose you” You bury yourself in him, almost like you wish you could crawl into him.

He softens at your tone and pulls you closer. “You won’t lose me. I promise” he presses a soft kiss to your hair before the two of you drift off.

[marzipanandminutiae]

Hi Marzi!

I'm visiting Boston for the first time in a couple weeks! I was wondering if you had some recommendations for museums for another goth historical fashion minded person? Or neat cemeteries? I'd love to hear your preferences instead of a google search, if you would like to share. Thanks!

Cemeteries! We've got 'em. Highlights include King's Chapel, the Granary Burying Ground, Copp's Hill, the one on the Common, and Mount Auburn if you have time to get out into Cambridge. King's Chapel and Old North also have crypts, if you can get a tour thereof. THey do offer them; I just don't know the schedule.

Go see the Fashioning Sargent exhibit at the MFA, which is all about the clothing used in the famous Gilded Age portraits of John Singer Sargent, and the MFA in general. The Isabella Stewart Gardner Museum is also amazing. Can't recommend the Gibson House enough- a house museum from 1860, and the perfect backdrop for goth photoshoots (just be nice to the tour guide and don't lag behind!). Not sure if the Nichols House is open year-round; I know Otis isn't, which is a pity. Those are both late 18th-early 19th century.

Check out the Public Library, too. The interior is incredible. Wander Beacon Hill soaking up the historical beauty. Try to get to Sewfisticated in Somerville for excellent deals on natural-fiber fabrics; you'll thank me when you get there, plus there's a four-story antique mall nearby. And in my opinion, Tatte has the best hot chocolate in the city.

Enjoy!

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Granary Burying Ground established 1660.

Boston MA 4/28/23

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granary burying ground, boston

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Paul Revere's Grave March 9, 2024 Granary Burying Ground Boston, Massachusetts

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Perspective Flip for the last fic you were really excited about and didn't get to talk about enough!

This is a little bit of a cheat - it's a Perspective Flip of something that hasn't happened yet in Customs (and, frankly, I'm not sure I'm ever getting there at the rate I've been writing) and it's ... not that upbeat, for a wedding. I suppose that has something to do with the whole "there's a war on" "there's that whole murder thing" and "no magic bullet for personal problems"?

Decades ago, when Boston was a different place, no man would sell or give a parcel so that the Church of England might set foot on good Puritan land – this, Nellie told herself, such flowers as could be found in October in hand, hesitating on Tremont Street the morning of her second marriage. This was why the King’s Chapel had had to be built on what public land could be peaceably given – and, however querulous the dead of this plot had been in life, they were in no position to contest old Governor Andros’s decree of a half-century past. If there was a world beyond this one, Nellie had sometimes thought old Winthrop must have been enraged to share his eternal rest with what he'd crossed an ocean to escape, but nothing had ever stayed the same in Boston –

An object lesson. Nellie Treat could not remain as she was, either.

She did not think about walking through the dead towards her new life – just as she could not think that she had walked past the new Granary and the burying ground and fixed her gaze on the dirty street rather than look for Samuel’s headstone – that she would have to halt and apologize for what she was about to do, that she had gone on as his widow as long as she could. She had gritted her teeth and walked along with her family attending, and tell herself that these were no particularly bad omens. Aunt and Uncle Bendish had been married here, at King's Chapel, and gone on to live happily and prosperously.

She breathed deeply, bracing herself. Aunt B put her hand under her elbow, and quietly called her name, and when Nellie swore it was only the expected kind of nerves, kissed her cheek and wished her happiness. Polly and Sam, ambivalent about the idea of a step-father at the best of times, followed behind the Bendishes like ducklings in a stream – it was not painless, but as she had reasoned over the past three weeks, all other options were worse.

Inside – but Nellie hesitated here a moment, too –

Inside, King’s Chapel was better attended than she would have expected – whether it was Commodore Norrington’s prominence, or the curiosity of her neighbors that had filled the pews, she couldn’t say. Certainly at least one gossip had accidentally let slip within her family’s hearing that some suspected Nellie had gotten herself in the family way – that stung, but as Newport has said much the same thing about her marriage to Samuel Treat, she at least had old habits of equanimity to fall back on. She tried to imagine that her doubts underfoot as she walked to her place before the altar, as easily crushed as maggots and other insects – smiled up at James, splendidly dressed and fitting in this place, as much as she feared she was not – and breathed a calm, deliberate sigh. He is my partner – she told herself – this is safety.

He took her hand. The rector read the ceremony. Her mind wandered. It was not as it had been, thirteen or fourteen years before. There was more pomp to the Church of England’s service, she noted idly – some shade of her life to come; she had little idea what James Norrington was thinking, as he had done what he always did when under scrutiny – gone still and impassive as a statue. Samuel, she remembered, had winked at her when the minister had not been looking at them – a badly need buoy to a girl of nineteen who had been shaking in her mended petticoats. Her new dress, the finest thing she had ever owned, felt more like armor than anything else – she wondered, vaguely, if James felt the same way about his ridiculously ornamented coat. She had been assuming so – but, Lord, wearing his pride as armor seemed a dangerous business.

When it was over, Nellie wrung the nerves from her hands before she trusted herself to sign the license – and then, legally and in the eyes of God, Elinor Coggeshall Treat ceased to exist.

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Boston, Massachusetts June 1968

Children Granary Burying Ground

Photograph by Nick DeWolf https://www.flickr.com/photos/dboo/31647859546

#photography #film #35mm #bw #blackandwhite #boston #massachusetts #tremontstreet #people #children #graveyard #cemetery #1960s

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2023: Upward Bound Trip - Granary Burial Ground & Old State House

One of our stops during the guided Freedom Trail Tour was the Granary Burying Ground. The Granary Burying Ground in Boston is one of the city’s oldest and most historically significant cemeteries, dating back to 1660. Located along the Freedom Trail, this sacred site serves as the final resting place for many prominent figures from the American Revolution, including Paul Revere, Samuel Adams,…

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John Hancock became the first Governor of Massachusetts on October 25, 1780.

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"Here Lyes the Body of Mr. Nathaniel Shannon Aged 68 years Died August The 27th 1723"

Plaque reads: He was born in 1655-settled in Boston in 1687- was naval officer of the port of Boston from 1701 to 1723-Became a member of the Old South Church in 1701.

Granary Burying Ground.

Boston, Massachusetts.

Aug. 2014

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The Freedom Trail in Boston

My family took a trip to Boston and part of what we wanted to do is to explore our national history by going through the freedom trail. I have always loved the rich complexity of our American history and Boston certainly has much to teach us. I highly recommend this walk. Besides the first picture of the family the pictures shows the monument dedicated to the battle of Bunker Hill, the USS Constitution, the Old North Church, me on the USS Constitution, Feneuil Hall and famous Quincy Market behind it, the Old State House (site of the Boston Massacre), Old South Meeting House, and the Granary Burying Ground where Paul Revere, Samuel Adam’s and John Hancock are buried (pic shows John Hancock’s burial). These are just 10 pics taken from our walk, Tumblr only allows 10.

I like to say a rich complexity because our history is exactly that. As an example I want to share the narrative that a tour we bumped into offered regarding the Boston Massacre (photo 8). It has been taught to us as an oppressive act of violence by organized British soldiers while history records the actual event differently. We heard about the abusive conflict between an apparently drunk apprentice named Edward Gerrick and British private Hugh White. We learned about the unfortunate escalation that should have been avoided. It is well documented by the Jamestown-Yorktown Foundation Museum. The event itself may not have been as morally one sided as we Americans would describe it but another element to this story is that the Bostonians at this time were facing real and perceived challenges that allowed them to make interpret the situation as they did, an oppressive British occupation.

History always has much to teach us. As we approached Boston Commons we ran into a Trump Rally that was happening in front of the Massachusetts State House. If patriotism is a value we share then we Americans should take it upon ourselves to appreciate our story, our history, and the origins of our own values and cultural traditions. But we need to do this with our eyes wide open so we can appreciate the lessons that we need to learn. Yes official history is written by winners, but when people suffer you will always find a counter narrative that never goes away. Evidently Trump’s America (who I call the anti-federalist) perceives certain social challenges and have organized around these. Those of us on the other side (who I call federalist and social democrats) witness another reality and see a very different narrative but are not able to organize in the same way. People talk of unity but the lesson of the Boston Massacre is that such unity is impossible with an openness and understanding of the other.

We are witnessing a dramatic shift in our own political system, we have seen this with the Republican Party since 2008. The Democratic Party will need to also adapt to a new reality, we see social democrats making their initial suggestions but whether or not they are capable of working together remains to be seen. Will we be able to come together or are we beyond any authentic sense of reconciliation, that may very well be the question that we must all ponder.

In so doing I suggest that all American, who believe in the promise of America and the values she has, should immerse ourselves openly with her story and assess how we can best continue the experiment that began almost 250 years ago.

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2024 New England: Thursday Oct 17

We were hoping we’d be able to see the sunrise from our hotel room, but we were both up early, so we decided to head back to the Fort Allen park and see it for sure from there. We were not disappointed.

Then headed over to Holy Donuts for a delicious blueberry (gotta have blueberries in Maine) donut and an espresso from Speckled Ax Coffee.

After that, we packed up our stuff, checked out, and headed south towards Boston, stopping at a Maine lighthouse in Fort Williams Park.

Then we resumed our course towards Boston,

but first stopped off in Saugus, Massachusetts, just north of the city, for a Kelly’s Roast Beef.

Kelly’s is a chain that makes roast beef sandwiches, and it was recommended as something to try in Boston. They’re on par with Arby’s, but hey, had to try one. I also accidentally dumped the plastic tray in the trash can but wasn’t about to try to fish it outta there.

I knew beforehand that Boston had a decent metro system, so we decided to ditch the car when we got into the city. We drove straight to Boston Logan, dropped off the car, and then there is a shuttle that takes you from the rental car area to the metro station. We got to the hotel, citizenM, around 2p and were able to get in straight away. The room was tiny, but very stylish.

We headed out to the Boston Commons, a central park area where the ‘Freedom Trail’ starts.

This trail, just like in Providence, connects lots of historically important sites. But, of course, Boston, much more than Providence, has some of the most famous and recognizable sites in our nation’s early history.

The Massachusetts State house

The Park Street Church. This church was founded in 1809, so after the revolution and start of our country.

Granary Burying Ground- this cemetery was founded in 1660 and contains the graves of Paul Revere, Samuel Adams, John Hancock, and Robert Paine.

Kings Chapel and the Boston Latin School/Ben Franklin Statue.- Kings Chapel was a loyalist stronghold and many of its members left after 1776. The Boston Latin School is the oldest public school in the US, established in 1635. Ben Franklin attended the school.

The Old Corner Bookstore- home to 1800s publishing giant Ticknor and Fields, and the meeting place of authors like Longfellow, Emerson, Hawthorne, Dickens and Oliver Wendell Holmes. The historic building still exists, but is now home to the old corner Chipotle.

The Old South Meeting House- is an old church built in 1729, famous for being the organizing point for the Boston Tea Party.

The Old State House- the oldest surviving public building, built in 1713. This was the seat of the Colonial government. Just outside is the site of the Boston Massacre, (where the crowd of people is)

and the Declaration of Independence was read from its balcony on July 18, 1776.

The lower floor now serves as an entrance to the South Metro station on the Orange line. Gotta pay the rent somehow, right?

We walked back to the hotel from here, but passed several of the other historic sites like Faneuil Hall on the way back.

That evening we ate at the Union Oyster House, the oldest restaurant still operating in Boston, opened in 1824.

The restaurant is a step back in time.

We sat next to the Kennedy’s booth.

One of the things on my list of foods to try in Boston was Boston Broiled Scrod, so I had that.

Fat and happy, we waddled back to the hotel and crashed for the night.