Wednesday, June 3, 2009

June 1, 2009 - Captain Luther Little Waye, Marshfield, Massachusetts


I love when I stumble onto something new. And I'm a master at forging new personal pathways, turning down roads I've never traveled before, getting myself lost and making myself late for appointments.


Today I did all of the above. I was in the Seaview section of Marshfield, a place with at least one bit of obvious history. At one time, back in the days when trees were mostly absent from the Marshfield landscape, when they went for homebuilding, home heating, boatbuilding or whatever, the sea, over the sandy flats of Humarock, was easily visible from this point. Today, one is lucky to have a backyard view from Seaview that might see across the South River to the Humarock peninsula, but the sea, thanks to the homes now built out on the peninsula, is visually elusive.


But that wasn't what caught my eye today. Of course, the street name itself finally grabbed me. Captain Little had it rough. At 19, he took grapeshot to the face during a naval battle and lost his ability to speak for two years. It returned enough, though, for him to woo Susanna White, a descendant of Peregrine White, into marriage.


Perhaps, then, there was some serendipity to the memorial found on the public garden circle at the end of this cul-de-sac road. The garden is dedicated to the Disabled Veterans of America, of which Captain Luther Little certainly was one, long before that organization existed. Does anybody even know thememorial's down here? Well, I do, and now you do, too.


Time: 31 minutes.

New species: None.

Stranger hellos: None.

What else is happening: all day working on a book project that has to finish itself off!

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