I gave several tours leading tourists with camera straps around their necks and disinterested children scurrying between their legs interpreting the human drama and historical significance of this event. You can read about it on Wikipedia, if you’d like. This essay is not about the history of Harpers Ferry. This essay is about me. Not about me falling in love on long moonlit walks along the Shenandoah or the oddity of hearing a ghost tour out of your kitchen window every night. These are other (probably better) essays. This is about a white twenty-year-old armed with a half an Bachelor’s Degree, a Midwestern fear of conflict, and some sweat-inducing extra layers in over his …show more content…
The South Carolina legislature couldn’t, of course, have been able to come to this conclusion when it first hoisted the rebel battle flag on the state capitol grounds (in 1961) as they were too busy contesting school