You first go to a visitors' center where you can buy things, but they want you to watch a short film first. Many of the actors from the miniseries did the narration. Then you wait for the trolley to come.
It runs on the road, not on tracks but it had lots of charm. We traveled for five minutes or so and ended up at an intersection and there, near these busy streets, was the house where he was born.
Seventy five feet away, the house where he and Abigail settled after marrying, and where John Quincy was born. (the 5th photo down) If you've ever been in one of these old, New England homes, you'll be able to guess what they looked like inside: very spare and simple.
I confess I was more interested in looking and listening than in taking pictures.
After John and his wife came back to Boston from Europe where he'd been our first ambassador to Great Britain, they wanted a larger house, and that's where the trolley took us next.
He named it Peacefield. Wisteria was blooming everywhere! And lilacs.
There was another building on the property where John Quincy kept his library and other important things from his father. The desk at which John wrote his defense of the British officers accused in the Boston Massacre:
And a very special Bible, given to John Quincy in gratitude for defending the slaves aboard the Amistad who mutinied.
on the table
Back at the gift shop, I was glad to see many books on the era of the Revolutionary War, and nice things to buy, not junky stuff. It was a good day.
*In the morning when I was getting dressed that day, I had the radio on. The news: "In Quincy Mass., in a daycare center, a child has been found to have typhoid fever." How strange to hear on that day, when I'd never been to Quincy before.
John Adams died fifty years, to the day, after the adoption of the Declaration of Independence. Thomas Jefferson died on the same day, a few hours earlier. It was July 4th, 1826.