My New Life…

As of yesterday, my new life in the Midwest has begun. I’m now living in a bedroom (with a private bath) and there’s even space for Seabiscuit (my Prius C) in the garage. For the first time in a long time, I awakened this morning feeling only a deep...

Penniman Par-TAY! It’s DONE!

Updated! Good lecture. Good times.  😀 Ghost Towns. Virginia History. Phenomenal Personal Sacrifice. Women workers. And a devastating epidemic that wiped out so many workers that the local cemeteries ran out of space. Penniman has all of these elements and more, and...

Is That You, Dr. Cottrell?

Last month, Steven Beauter was kind enough to share an incredible vintage photo album with me, which featured more than a dozen pictures from 1918-era Penniman, Virginia, a “ghost city” six miles from Williamsburg. There are several unidentified folks...

They’re Gone, Chief…

Yesterday, I shipped out six copies (autographed) of “The Houses That Sears Built,” leaving one lone soldier in the box. Last night, an order came from Keyport, New Jersey for the last remaining book. How I wish that I could retrieve those 6+ boxes of...

Homer and His Daughters

In the 1880 Federal Census, my great, great grandfather (Homer Hoyt) is listed as “Homah Hoyt.” Homer was from Vermont (and living in Lake Mills, WI at the time) and I can just hear the long-time New Englander telling the census taker, “Ah said, mah...