The Museum of the Shenandoah Valley and Stonewall Jackson

Let me start off by paraphrasing a conversation Davy and I had.
D- "Do you want to go see some of the historic sites around here?"
H- "Not really. My attention span doesn't do to well at those places."
D- "We have some of the greatest historic places of our country at our fingertips here. Don't you want to experience the past?"
H- "Ummm, I'd rather go shopping at TjMaxx and a movie."

So to show my husband I do care about our country's past I decided to surprise him on his business training thingy that Ollie and I were tagging along on, I looked up online what some of the best historic places in the area were. The reviews on Stonewall Jackson's Headquarters made it sound like it was better than the Grand Canyon or chocolate.



We arrived at the "Headquarters" and I thought, "it's a house" We go inside, didn't know you had to pay $10 each. Our guide was an old lady who was ancient. This woman was obsessed with General Jackson. She would take us over to a chair or a mirror and say something like "Stonewall himself sat here. Go ahead and look in this mirror...you are looking in the same mirror as Stonewall did every morning...can't you just picture it?"
Davy and I kept looking at each other, then at our watch. Oliver hated the museum and was over it within 10 mins. Too bad Stonewall's wanna be lover made an hour long tour of a house the size of my salon. To keep Ollie calm and quiet I nursed him while walking through the house. I was covered up but the tour guide wouldn't look me in the eye...it was kinda funny. BY then I didn't care if she was uncomfortable...i had just been carrying a 20 pound baby up and down stairs and the lady just wouldn't shut up about the random old crap that was not cool or impressive, it was antique furniture. She had also revealed her true southern hatred towards the North. She had mentioned that a certain artifact was from the story of "John Brown" and pause dramatically. I asked who John Brown was....she stopped, sighed and angrily said "I do not have time to explain who he was, you'll have to study that on your own. But he basically was the extend of the terrorist our country is dealing with today!"
We looked him up later that day. He was an abolitionist that was against slavery. He did start a raid that ended in a lot of blood shed, but i wouldn't compare him to the terrorist of our day. The old woman finally ended the amazing tour. On our way out back to the car the craziest little animal ran past us. It looked like a black rabbit/squirrel/rat/cat. Both me and Davy saw it.
D- "that was a crazy animal."
H- "that was so much cooler than that tour."
D- "Totally."