Our little town had a Civil War Heritage festival recently. The town really went all out as it does for just about anything. There was a beautiful display of antique quilts at the library. Everything from this primitive piece made in 1797…
to this elaborate crazy quilt.
The historical museum is housed in a restored jail and Sherriff's quarters which was open for tours.
We decided we would MUCH rather be the Sherriff's child versus an inmate as the accommodations were a wee bit nicer.
The whole town was alive with Civil War era displays.
And there were soldiers everywhere.
My son met with members of the 11th Indiana Volunteer Infantry Zouaves, joined their cause and immediately began basic musket training. I learned the unit was in need of a company laundress. Given that a washer woman could actually earn a better wage than a private and I just happen to have a mangle, washboard and washtub lying around I applied for the position. We’ll be active at The Battle of Corydon, Indiana this coming weekend.
I’m rather shocked and amazed at what all I have lying around the house that would be appropriate for this time travel event. I’m not sure if that is a good thing or if it means I’ve become a packrat like my mother? The old washtub stand I had was falling apart and I was using it as a cucumber trellis so The Engineer built a replica for me. A few days in the sun and it will get a nice patina. I also have a wooden ironing board, old iron and a tripod and boiling cauldron to boil the lice out of the clothes just like they used to do. I guess I don’t have any excuse not to do laundry if the power goes out.