Or maybe Adam wasn’t slowly dying inside. Friday, Aug 6 2010 

Come on; I couldn’t leave posting on that kind of downer.  Maybe, just maybe, Adam did what countless people in his situation did.  Maybe he, in the words of Frederick Douglass on slave experience, “endured.”

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A summary of textual evidence. Friday, Aug 6 2010 

For slaves, that is.  I have, comparatively speaking, ample information regarding the Royalls, the Browns and quite a few folks on Tory Row.  The scant about I have on enslaved Africans, on the other hand, serves only to tantalize.

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God’s Little Acre Monday, Aug 2 2010 

I’m skulking through Newport’s Common Ground Cemetery, searching for the slave plots.  Night is beginning to fall in earnest and a light drizzle is blanketing the ground.  As I step in a divet and faceplant I curse myself for leaving my flashlight in my friend’s car (thanks, M, for letting me drive all over the Rhode Island coast).  The rain and the rapidly darkening sky add a certain degree of atmosphere to this whole thing but, having been an avid watcher of both Buffy and the X Files I’m feeling a little bit . . . well . . . bite-able.  Thanks to all the cars slowing down to watch the strange, bearded, damp, and shabby-looking prowler trawl through a cemetery squinting at headstones and snapping pictures I’m also feeling rather ghoulish.

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Yummy, yummy documents. Friday, Jul 30 2010 

There is one thing I do have in common with archaeologists like Alexandra Chan.  I spend more time than the average person would care to digging through archives and libraries.  Therefore, big ups must go to Library at 121 Hope St, Providence.  It was there I uncovered more detail than I ever thought I would about the particulars of the Brown family dealingts.  Way more detail.

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