I never walk alone—got my shadow and a black halo
So based on a lacuna which
skygiants observed in Stacy Schiff's otherwise amazing-sounding The Witches: Salem, 1692 (2015), I asked
a_reasonable_man for references on slavery in colonial New England. One of his recommendations was C.S. Manegold's Ten Hills Farm: The Forgotten History of Slavery in the North (2009). Ten Hills, I wondered, like the neighborhood in Somerville that's like ten minutes northeast of me?
Indeed, that Ten Hills. History is an optical illusion: everything is closer than it seems. It's not a new thought (New England, with Bibles and Rum!), and yet a person still gets these arresting little moments: how crowded with ghosts this ground is.
So I'll read that and it will be stranger.
(Hello. My week disappeared into medical. At present I have a wicked headache but also a cat crouched dragonishly beside me, so. I aten't dead.)
Indeed, that Ten Hills. History is an optical illusion: everything is closer than it seems. It's not a new thought (New England, with Bibles and Rum!), and yet a person still gets these arresting little moments: how crowded with ghosts this ground is.
So I'll read that and it will be stranger.
(Hello. My week disappeared into medical. At present I have a wicked headache but also a cat crouched dragonishly beside me, so. I aten't dead.)

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There are multiple copies in the Minuteman Library system and I plan to acquire one tomorrow! (Just not from Somerville, because for reasons unknown to me that branch's copy does not circulate.)
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You're welcome!
He also recommends Elise Lemire's Black Walden (2011), which can be obtained similarly.
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Thank you! I feel very lucky in our cats.
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I am doing my best!
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It feels a little weird to say that I am enjoying a book about slavery close to home, but it is full of information I didn't know and that I would rather know than not, well structured and presented, generally devastating but essential to an accurate picture of New England, and only occasionally do I think the prose hopped the gap between scene-setting and punchy.