Charles, our very knowledgeable and entertaining guide
Rattan seats
Ad in a car from the 1920s
Charles knew all there was to know about these cars, some of which are still used on special occasions such as excursions to Coney Island (Guess how they used to prevent pilfering of light bulbs -- The bulbs screwed in backwards, thus were useless anywhere else)
The Brooklyn Historical Society is a fascinating place, well worth a visit. For info on my German ancestors who lived in Williamsburg in the 1850s I'll have to come back another time. Today was a great introduction to the area.
Our group, arranged by the Long Island Museum in Stony Brook, enjoyed a private tour today followed by a great lunch at the Heights Cafe, which is one block from the Esplanade. Then we visited the New York Transit Museum. A fun day! The BHS is in Brooklyn Heights, a very "in" place these days.
We saw real stuff from Dem Bums
(As a childhood Yankee fan I felt like an interloper)
Long Island was in the archaeology news recently with the announcement of a former museum director being sent to jail for selling some museum objects at Christie's. One of the objects was an Apis bull (not the one above). Article on Apis in Egyptian mythology
To get a good sense of the atmosphere at the One Nation Rally in Washington on 10-2-10 you can watch this 14-minute video It shows the amazing diversity of the groups and individuals. What a day!
Wonderfully incongruous on a classical building. There are Greek and Roman temples all over Washington -- Supreme Court, Lincoln Memorial, Jefferson Memorial, White House, Commerce Dept. -- I love 'em --and, well-well, nobody is getting angry over them. There's hope for us yet.
Our walk back to the Metro took us past the Commerce Dept.
I wouldn't mind living among such buildings. Maybe our trouble is that there's not enough grandeur in our lives and our thoughts are too small.
Huge numbers of green shirts: the American Federation of State, County and Municiple Employees
Many hawkers, few buyers
Kevin gives a tutorial
Some lugged chairs with them
The good old Washington Monument
Gilded lamps on the Mellon Auditorium on Constitution Avenue
The Trumpeter
You could hear him playing as you came up the escalator at the Federal Triangle Metro station. The music (perhaps Vivaldi) reverberated through the huge spaces of the Ronald Reagan Building and International Trade Center. He was there when we arrived and he was still there playing when we left.