When I was a little girl growing up in the seventies, I can remember a book my Dad won from his company. I can remember it well, because we did not have very many of books like this one. It was large, with lots of beautiful pictures. It was about the 50 states of America. I remember sitting on the floor with my sister, before I could even truly read just staring at the pictures. We especially favored the ones from Massachusetts. We had learned about the early settlers, the pilgrims and the Native Americans. On the Massachusetts page, were brilliant photos of the Mayflower, a Native American and a village. The pictures were from Plimoth Plantation. My sister and I visited and looked at that wonderful book often. We connected with that book as we learned about the first Thanksgiving, the Mayflower and the history of our country. To us, it was a far away place in a book that we could only dream of visiting.
|17th Century Village, looking out onto the ocean|
|Elizabeth, a servant, working off her passage to America debt. It took 7 years.|
|Every home had a garden in raised beds with vegetables, legumes and herbs|
|Myles Standdish’s second wife and servant cooking duck|
|Typical housewares of the time|