Concord in Stafford Co., Virginia, may be the only Concord that originated from the name of a single residence. Many of the towns of Concord were so named because a Concord Baptist or Methodist Church had been established, and the community arose around the church. But this Concord in Virginia arose from the name given to a single plantation.
It is rare to find a stone grave marker for a person who was enslaved. William Lam was an enslaved quarryman, and it is believed he erected this marker for his wife.
Concord, MA, also has a grave marker for a formerly enslaved citizen, John Jack.
Concord, MA, also has a grave marker for a formerly enslaved citizen, John Jack.
Jerilynn is a local historian. Marble from local quarries was cut by teams of slaves and freemen. I was told that the marble from the White House can from quarries on their property. I'll need to research that further to confirm, but it does make sense that local stone would be used.
Aleric has been working diligently to restore the old Concord farmhouse.
While my “Seeking Concord” project is far from complete, with our tour of Concord in Stafford County, Virginia, I can now say I have visited every “Concord” in the United States.
I have a ton of writing to do, and
Liz and I celebrated last night with a bottle of bubbly at an Italian restaurant. The waitress, Amy, asked, “What are you celebrating?”
“I’ve been to all 92 Concords in America.”
“That’s so cool. I lived for a year in Concord in Massachusetts. We rented on Partridge Lane.”
So we finished our 8-day, 1844-mile adventure to nine Concords in Virginia, North Carolina, Pennsylvania, and West Virginia by making friends with a stranger who once lived less than a mile from our house.
I will be planning a trip before the new year to Concord, New Hampshire, for the final “concording” adventure, but I have been through Concord NH, many times, so I can now claim that I’ve been to them all!
I have a ton of writing to do, and
Liz and I celebrated last night with a bottle of bubbly at an Italian restaurant. The waitress, Amy, asked, “What are you celebrating?”
“I’ve been to all 92 Concords in America.”
“That’s so cool. I lived for a year in Concord in Massachusetts. We rented on Partridge Lane.”
So we finished our 8-day, 1844-mile adventure to nine Concords in Virginia, North Carolina, Pennsylvania, and West Virginia by making friends with a stranger who once lived less than a mile from our house.
I will be planning a trip before the new year to Concord, New Hampshire, for the final “concording” adventure, but I have been through Concord NH, many times, so I can now claim that I’ve been to them all!