Today, Maria and I went to ride and walk at Saratoga Battlefield, the largest of five parts that make up Saratoga National Historical Park, a beautiful preservation of the 1777 Battle of Saratoga, a major turning point of the American Revolution.
The Park is beautiful, sprawling, and meticulously kept. We drove around and walked around; it was a beautiful few hours – we visited there a year ago – and I was dazzled by the beauty and feeling of the place.
We had a beautiful afternoon in a beautiful place. We’ve been working hard, and we needed to get away for a bit.
Saratoga Park was the right place to do it- 3,579 acres. The Battlefield site is itself 3,000 acres.
I could almost feel the Patriotism and courage of the men (and women) and children who risked their lives and rushed from all over the North in rags and ponies to stop the feared British Army from taking over much of the Northeast.
They saved our Republic; many burial sites are beautifully marked.
I have to be honest, I felt a burst of sadness and some anger when I thought of mindless people who are taking our country and freedom apart.
They didn’t need bribes to save their idea of a free nation. Most were not paid at all.
We must be sick to have let things go this far and get this bad. I said a silent prayer in the Park, hoping the spirits of the hundreds of people who gave their lives for freedom are watching and giving us strength to keep our freedom- the one all these people died to preserve – alive.
At the time, visiting a place that felt sacred meant a lot to me. I hope it means a lot to others.
