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Finished!

So I turned in my manuscript on Monday. I’m still kind of confused (but happy) about it. I expected a wave of joyous relief and a week of staying up late drinking champagne. Instead there have been a lot of last-minute pieces to scrabble together, a frantic rush to complete non-book-related tasks that I’ve been putting off for months, some hard-earned naps, and a sap of residual stress. (Cocktails at The Oakland have helped.) We visited both sets of parents to say, ”Hello, thank you for lending me to Detroit history for the summer.” Today we leave town, mostly to avoid the Dream Cruise. Next week, we are moving to a new place.

I just want to say hi, and thanks for your patience, and your lovely cheerleading notes and emails, and I will be back to blogging in no time at all. And once again, huge gratitude the fabulous friends who guest blogged while I was away: Emily, Mary Catherine, my mom and Christina. There will be more guest posts next week, too, from Midwest Guest and Gourmet Underground.

As a token of gratitude, here are some photos I loved but had to cut from the book.

The first steam railroad passenger train: Looks pretty much like a stagecoach on a track.

The People’s State Bank, Detroit, c. 1905-1915. Library of Congress.

I love the lady with the umbrella.

Plan of Fort Lernoult (L’Arnaud). National Archives of Canada. c. 1812.

A ticket to see Felix Meier’s American National Astronomical Clock. 25 cents!

Voyageurs passing a waterfall on the French River. Painting by Frances Anne Hopkins, 1869. I had to cut it when I realized it wasn’t a period piece, but a painting of the artist and her husband on a business trip. See the passengers in the middle?

Let them be numbered with thy saints. Gov. Henry Porter Baldwin’s gravestone at Elmwood.

See you soon – with more details about the book!

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[The Battle of Fallen Timbers]

Hey, Detroit! We are lucky. You know why?

We get TWO Independence Days. (Actually, if you count Canada Day on July 1, which we celebrate with international fireworks, we get three.)

Besides the terrific  festivities we enjoy with the rest of our country on the Fourth, we can celebrate another milestone in our struggle to wrest control from the British: Evacuation Day, July 11, 1796.

Of course, Detroit belonged to the United States, in theory, after the Revolutionary War. But the British retained control of their fort at Detroit, for a host of reasons. In general, the triumph of the Treaty of Paris yielded to years of boundary disputes, diplomacy and intrigue. In the Northwest, a tribal confederacy demanded that the new federal government recognize their claims to the region. The United States didn’t have a military presence here, and George Washington was reluctant to start an Indian war. So the British stayed. And they encouraged the Indians to stay, too.

In 1790, after escalating skirmishes between Indians and settlers, George Washington sent the first offensive to present-day Ohio. Poor training and bad planning led to two massive and bloody U.S. defeats before Washington put Mad Anthony Wayne in charge. His victory at the Battle of Fallen Timbers (near present-day Toledo) ended the Northwest Indian War and rendered British excuses for keeping forts in the region null and void.

The Jay Treaty of 1794 made it official: the British had to leave their western forts, once and for all, by 1796.

And leave they did. On July 11, 1796  British “evacuated,” and the United States raised the flag over Fort Detroit. General Wayne was sick, so he left Colonel Hamtramck in charge. Though it is often reported that Hamtramck personally hoisted the Stars and Stripes, Captain Moses Porter actually did the honors; Hamtramck did not arrive in Detroit until July 13.

Did the British renegade Simon Girty really freak out and ride his horse across the river to Canada when he saw the American boats approaching? Probably not, but that is hilarious.

Most people who lived in Detroit at the time were French, so the transfer of power was received as more of a collective shoulder-shrug than a patriotic triumph. And all of these acrobatics — the defeat of the Western Confederacy, the  imperfect Jay Treaty, the British loss of influence in the Northwest — led to the War of 1812 a generation later, when the British took back our fort. And then burned down the White House.

But that is another story. And a hundred years later, with Detroit full of wealth and people and industry and American optimism, and the British long gone, the centennial of Evacuation Day was cause for celebration indeed.

Wrote the New York Times:

At the approaching celebration there will be a grand parade of all the civic and military organizations … ; patriotic speeches, with politics barred; a riotous waste of powder (for Detroit has been skipping the Fourth of July for several years in view of this event), and fireworks of all nations in the evening.

[American flag illustration from Centennial Celebration of the Evacuation of Detroit by the British, 1896]

Everyone who was anyone in Detroit came out to speechify on the grounds of the unfinished Federal Building, which stood where Fort Detroit used to be. A number of orators tied the Evacuation of Fort Detroit to the last unfinished business of the Revolutionary War. One son of the War of 1812 brought a spyglass that his grandfather swiped from a British ship during the Battle of Lake Erie.

Buildings were decked in red, white and blue bunting. Mayor Pingree invited important visitors from all over the country. They enjoyed lunch on a riverboat, where they were entertained by a mandolin orchestra. Then there was a big military parade.

I am not sure if Evacuation Day was ever celebrated in such a fashion again, but I doubt it. We may not even need to bring it back. But if you need one more reason to have a picnic, drink a glass of champagne, see a mandolin orchestra or set off fireworks on your street today, here it is. Happy Evacuation Day.

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Changes afoot

ship and dragon plaque fw

This weekend — with its unbelievable 60 degree weather, a healthy serving of historical adventuring and a rollicking season finale of Mad Men — was one of the best ever. The Hounds Below got down with their howly selves at the Majestic Cafe, we took in a month’s worth of accumulated recyclables, we witnessed the bowel-shaking power of the colossal pipe organ at Old Mariner’s Church and watched a 100-year-old retired sea captain ring one of the eight tolls of the bell to commemorate lives lost on the Great Lakes, and part one of our self-guided itinerary from History of Detroit for Young People (published in 1933) was a success.

I took lots of pictures and will share them soon, BUT: I must warn you that I am taking more decisive reigns at this blog and moving to a self-hosted server, which will give me more autonomy in the way the site looks and feels. BONUS: I am doing most of the technical work myself, and teaching myself how to do it, from building a custom header to exporting my existing database. So it may look a little wonky for a while.

I didn’t want to make this move until I had a solid sense of what I really thought I was doing, blogging here, but now that I’ve spent a month or so clearing up my voice and trusting my instincts and chasing what excites me, I think it’s become pretty clear. Thanks for slugging through the uncertainty.

This week: downtown and Campus Martius, then (from the treaty at Fort Lernoult to the razing of City Hall) and now (where is Oliver Hazard Perry’s cannon?); Farmington’s Pernambuco Hollow; more of the usual scratching around in old cemeteries.

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