HowlRound: Under a sweltering sun on the Fourth of July, I stood with my husband, two kids, sisters, and mother on the front lawn of the Robbins House in Concord, Massachusetts. As our pre-arranged private tour began, a large family began to roam towards the tiny historic landmark, away from the cars, tour busses, and growing numbers of historical reenactors on the other side of the site. When the family reached us, we made room for them in the half circle we’d created outside the Robbins House stone front step, and our guide asked us each to introduce ourselves and where we were from.
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