Going back to Greenfield Village

We went back to Greenfield Village the same day as we went to the Rouge, and among other things, saw Robert Frost's home and some cool slave quarters from GA. The two coolest parts, I think, were the Liberty Craftworks and Edison at Work. I will solely tell you about these. Let us first start with Edison.

By Main Street, was a part with a complex of buildings, and a few sheds. If I were to calculate, I would say there was about 7 and not all were big. They were of painted white, and some having blue with white trim. All were of the uttermost maintainers, not being shabby or even having a few marks. All of them were pretty, the big two buildings, long and wide, one on the left having two stories. Like I said, there were some small sheds, not to be qualified as buildings, but are being qualified that in this post.

Anyway, we went in to the large, two story building, which like I said was on the left. We went in, and saw many machines, a foreman's office, and a lot of what looked like inventions (1800-1910 ones) being made. They were mostly black, and metal-ish. They all were also of weird shapes. A man was unwrinkling a peace of foil on a cylinder roll. He said it was one of Thomas Edison's inventions, and when turned on, made a recording of whatever was placed in the roll. He did an example, and "Mary and the Little Lamb" played. Funny how accomplished an inventor can chose the most funny of things to put on the machine for the first time. Edison wanted to make it historic, unrivaled, and when his speech he was going to prepare broke, he came up with Mary Little Lamb. Still funny.

So, the ground floor of the Menlo Park laboratory, (which Henry Ford took to Greenfield) was the part where they tried to build what the people upstairs came up with. The top half, which we were about to see, was where some of the most famous inventions of all time, were thought of.

I walked up a creaky stairway, and heard someone end the last part of there sentence saying "just in case any of the bosses are listening electronically. " The voice was came from a man, deep, and loud, but pleasant and nice. As I walked up more,I saw people exciting down the stairs, and I tried to get up without pushing or touching people, but that was inevitable. The guy must have ended his lecture. I got to get up before he starts again. My pants are tight. (okay that one I didn't think) I thought.

I saw the guy now, as a grey headed man with a nice tan. His hair was back. I looked at his shirt and jeans, his shirt the universal Greenfield Village uniform, with a name tag saying Kris. He started again, and I suddenly looked around, at all the glasses and tanks of gases, chemicals, and liquids, all different shades of different colors, some with many different pairs, some with few. I looked at the two tables to my front, laden with stuff, and the small area being me, with two more shorter tables. I looked again to my front, saw an organ in the far side of the room, with long and short pipes, and a hymnal on where the hymnal goes. I saw two or three things, inside of glass see-through boxes, that I recognized as the first light bulb, the phonograph, and a copying machine. He showed us an example of that. It was cool.

Finally I noticed a chair, which was under a different wood then the others, with a small square light colored brown different to the other dark brown. Kris explained that on the day that Thomas Edison, with his "student"(Henry Ford was always inspired by Edison, saying he was his mentor) Henry Ford, came to the lab on the 50th anniversary that Edison turned on the light bulb. Together, with all(most) of the people of the world, they turned off all of the lights in most of the U.S., and when Edison turned on the light bulb (on the minute he did in 50 years prior) and America turned on their lights. He sat in the chair, the one that was on different wood than everything else, and Ford told his guys to nail it down, and it has never been moved since. Kris said that he knows of nobody who has sat in that chair after, but one of his fellows might of been tempted to. Then he went into the thing he said when I arrived, and now it all made sense.

We left, and saw some other sheds, and a patenting place. Then, we went to the Liberty Craftworks, and saw a sawmill, a weaving place, a glass place, and some other crafts. It was cool to see them made.

We did meet one guy, while at a general store in Greenfield, who was talking to the employee about a program he was writing, that he wanted to grow like a tree, starting on what was in the last chapter. He got this inspiration while looking at a tree outside, and I asked what it was about. He said it was about stress reduction, and how children smell the roses and don't just look at something and say "oh, it's a tree". They say "oh, it's a NEW tree!" Or a new store, a new car, or a new house. I asked him about writing, and he said he wanted to do more. He liked science fiction, and good writing. I told him about the blog, gave the address, and he told me it was good I was writing. We also talked about a series by a man named Patrick O'Brian, and a writing program called Scrivener 2.0. He said he forgot the name of the series, but I know it as Aubrey- Maturin series. He was nice, and I asked "Now sir, what is your name?"

"David. And yours?

"Andrew."

We took his leave of him, and did some more stuff, all of which is not wholly important.

Well, we left and went to bed.

Goodbye for now!

I'M SO MAD!!!!!! Chill it Jerry, try stress reduction. I'M GONNA HURT YOU! Now Jerry...AHHHH! (PUSHES HIM OVER CLIFF) JERRYYYYYYYYYYY!(SOUND OF GUY HITTING GROUND) Hey, I feel more happy now.,

Andrew.