Peevish Pen

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I'm an elderly retired teacher who writes. Among my books are Ferradiddledumday (Appalachian version of the Rumpelstiltskin story), Stuck (middle grade paranormal novel), Patches on the Same Quilt (novel set in Franklin County, VA), Them That Go (an Appalachian novel), Miracle of the Concrete Jesus & Other Stories, and several Kindle ebooks.

Wednesday, May 06, 2009

Booker T. Washington Monument

Last Saturday, the recent rain had greened up the fields at the Booker T. Washington National Monument on Rt. 122. This is the old Burroughs' plantation, where educator Booker T. Washington was born.

It's hard to believe that this bucolic area is so close to Westlake, a shopping area that's almost a city unto itself.

Below, the garden is growing.

Not far from the garden is a replica of the plantation kitchen where Washington's mother cooked the meals for the Burroughs family and where Washington, his sister, and his mother lived.

The replica was built by Willie Edwards, who lived across the road from my grandparents' farm in Union Hall. Here's another view:

See how green everything is? This scene is down the hill from the kitchen.

Here's the barn (center) and the chicken house (right).

In the upper left of this picture, a dark blue SUV whizzes past on Rt. 122. If you click the picture, you might be able to see it (look under the second tree from the left).

Even in what looks like a rural area, civilization is close by.

In this case, a half-mile.

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Blogger Amy Tate said...

The last time I walked those grounds, I was in the fifth grade. It sure was hot that day - nothing like the weather we've been having recently!

12:42 PM  
Blogger Becky Mushko said...

You HAVE to take Ben and Caroline then. They'd love this. Just enough to see to keep them interested, plus some picnic tables for a picnic.

12:51 PM  

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