Oddly, I am a
product of both those who sought to find freedom from persecution, as well as
those who fought to retain their lands. The very battle of these encounters
tears me apart. I suppose, the mothers who hugged their grown children for the
last time as those families shipped out of England for New England, must have
had their hearts torn apart in the process. I suppose those Native American
mother’s first encounters with shiploads of English arriving on their shores,
must have had their hearts also ripped apart in knowing their grown children
would die fighting to retain life as they had known it. Life is in the unknown.
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