Capt. John Baker, died in 1781, aged 75.
Roslindale is not the sort of place you associate with the Revolution, but it turns out a cemetery there, by the side of a road Washington's forces used to ferry supplies from Dedham to Boston, was the final resting place for a number of Revolutionary War soldiers. Read more.
Paul Revere hoofed it out of the North End this morning to warn the colonists the Redcoats were coming.
Afterwards, Minutemen stood at attention in front of the Paul Revere statue and Old North Church as Taps were played and a wreath laid at a memorial for fallen patriots on the Prado.
The Patriots Day parade in Arlington was fun, but it didn't really have a lot of Minutemen - way more Shriners, in fact (and a troop of Civil War re-enactors, um, what?).
Just in time for Patriots Day, the BPL has posted Marathon photos by Leslie Jones, including the immortal Johnny Kelley finishing the race second in 1940 and on the way to his first-place finish in 1945 (on far right; in Natick Center, ye ed thinks):
Mikesssss photographed the annual midnight bike ride along the Marathon route. Later, Photographynatalia photographed some of the survivors runners:
Paul Keleher watched the Marathon near the Newton/Wellesley line. He captured both the women's leaders (winner Sharon Cherop was fifth at that point) and the men (winner Wesley Korir was fourth):
Nathanael Hevelone captured a pair of demotivators along the Marathon route today.
Minutemen, members of the Ancient and Honorable Artillery Co. a few politicians and some bystanders marched from City Hall to the North End today to commemorate the rides of Paul Revere and William Dawes. The procession stopped at Dawes's grave at King's Chapel Cemetery and at Revere's grave at the Granary Burying Ground, to present a wreath and play taps, before continuing down Bromfield, Washington and Congress streets and then down Hanover into the North End, where a modern-day Paul Revere waited on a horse so that he could take off towards Lexington to warn the colonials.
Greg Cook rose early today to take in the Patriots Day battle re-enactments in Lexington and Concord.
Yeah, sure, most of the people running the Marathon today had your basic boring running outfits on. But then there were the outliers, like the Cat in the Hat and Minnie Mouse (safely separated by a couple miles):
Patriot and Redcoat run the Marathon. And yes, she got all the way to Brookline holding a hobby horse.
Presidents' Day was a couple months ago, Abe:
That's a lot of runners on Beacon Street:
Furore as Redcoat stabs, beats Jason Russell to death in front of his own home this very afternoon.
Reports reach us that chastened regulars beating a slow retreat from their whupping at North Bridge in Concord this morning set upon the citizens of Menotomy, attempting to ransack and burn down houses in the village as brave patriots assembled at Jason Russell's house to try to stop them.
Attacked from two sides, the Patriots fell victim to His Majesty's Loathsome Musketballs and Swords:
J.L. Bell posts a deposition from Edward Thoroton Gould, a lieutenant in His Majesty's 4th Regiment of Foot who was on the front line at the Battle at the Old North Bridge.
... On our arrival at that place, we saw a body of provincial troops, armed, to the number of about sixty or seventy men. On our approach, they dispersed, and soon after firing began, but which party fired first I can not exactly say, as our troops rushed on shouting and huzzaing previous to the firing, which was continued by our troops so long as any of the provincials were to be seen. ...
Father Austin Fleming, who lives in Concord, reports:
Just after midnight tonight I'll hear a fife and drum corps marching down Main Street to the green in Monument Square, where I live.
Only in Concord, Massachusetts might a parade pass by your home at midnight! ...
Paul Kelleher captures the women leaders at mile 17 (he took more Marathon photos, too).
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