Tea with Anna Brinton at Pendle Hill

At Pendle Hill, in 1964, Anna Brinton would have afternoon tea. She had a huge, Russian type samovar. One would add milk or water, but even then, it would taste like tea. Tea bags, even the expensive ones, are like colored water.
I need a teapot to make tea with tea leaves. Let it steep till it’s good and strong. Keep hot water on the stove to add.
Here’s a sketch I did of her, probably winter of ’65. She was in her 80’s. If you’ve been to the Friends Center in Philadelphia, you’ve seen the statue of Mary Dyer–hung from the gallows in June, 1660 by the Puritans in Massachusetts. Anna Brinton modeled for that as a young woman. I am grateful to have known her–a strong, courageous woman–a great human.
I keep thinking I should frame this and send it to Pendle Hill. I wonder if anyone there remembers her?

Call for a National Day of Reparations

imagesI‘m a son of parents who were children of immigrants, not a native of this continent, even so, knowing what I do about Columbus, this holiday deepens my depression and angry indignation. We can’t undo history, but neither will be free of its burden until we collectively, without reservation, acknowledge our complicity in what we have done and vow to make a new beginning. That goes both for the genocidal theft of land that was the mother of our indigenous peoples, and for the theft and enslavement of humans from the lands where their mothers bore them into the world.
Because so much of the wealth of this nation was purchased by their deaths and suffering, there is no, can be no, meaningful acknowledgement without reparations.
Let this day be known, not only as Indigenous Peoples Day, but The Day of Reparations for all those we have wronged.