Virginia's Historic Triangle~Yorktown

After lunch at Jamestown, we all piled in the car and drove to Yorktown, which is a few miles away. There we took the Yorktown battlefield tour, listening to the story of history coming forth from our tourguide, the museum and our Father. I was amazed to see how the trench mounds created there by the British soldiers have stood the test of time. They rose up from the ground grass-covered, but still standing. When our tourguide told the story of what happened in Yorktown during the War for Independence, I almost felt sorry for General Cornwallis who was in command there. Everything that possibly could've gone wrong went wrong for the British at Yorktown. With the opposite being true of the Americans. The power of God's providence was surely at work in this little Virginian town.








Exploring redoubt #9, with defense trenches in the background. Situated on the top of the trenches is a little dirt path where we trotted out to the redoubt. Whenever I visit a historical sight, I am always struck with the quietness of the scene. What is now a place where we can trip along, as merry as can be, was once a place of intense action. We can only imagine the screams of victory and horror, the beating hearts and clammy hands, and the powder and gunball filled air that must have shrouded these now serene places. Though we are able to visit them today, we will never in our 21st century brains, truly understand the realities of what happened there.

Jeremy, checking out the landscape.

I have been blessed with a Father who enjoys the study of history, and seems like a living history book! As we walked along the paths of the Yorktown battlefield, I soaked in his knowledge of this fascinating time in history.