Annapolis is full of US history
Date: Page Six, July 9, 2018, Cindy Adams
ANNAPOLIS, Md. — Said the voice of patriotism: “Fie on travel abroad. See America first.”
So, months back, I picked the red, white and blue heart of our country for my July Fourth holiday — Annapolis. I arrived directly after its shooting horror.
Annapolis, founded 1649, before our nation’s birth, is frozen in time. It’s where the treaty of our revolution was signed. Preserved houses of four Declaration of Independence signers. The inn where Jefferson hoisted a few. The house visited by the Marquis de Lafayette. The nation’s second-oldest tavern where Ben Franklin sipped.
The chamber where Gen. Washington resigned as Continental Army commander in chief. George not only scored in battle but, say locals, after diddling a barkeep’s wife, the barkeep then barred our first president from his bar.
There’s the wondrous United States Naval Academy — circa 1845 — where our first sailor John Paul Jones lies in eternity. As does “Anchors Aweigh’s” composer, Charles A. Zimmermann. As may someday alumnus Sen. John McCain.
Entering through the John Barry Gate, you produce your government-issued ID. Drive in, no. Walk only through the “yard” as the grounds are called. It’s 4,500 midshipmen, 1,050 graduated this year. The four-year education, with under 10 percent acceptance, preps middies for the Navy, Marines or Air Force.
The town’s Historic District — small brick buildings circa 1800 — are landmarked. Narrow lanes permit only one side parking. Built 1772, it’s the country’s oldest state capitol building. Plus there’s St. John’s College. Grads include Francis Scott Key, who penned an anthem nobody but Renée Fleming and Roseanne Barr can sing.
Chesapeake Bay’s many miles of shoreline separating the mainland make this USA’s sailing capital. Huge multiple marinas float a boat that Tiger Woods sold to the Ravens owner. It’s anchored near Barry Levinson’s twin waterside homes.
Annapolis has excellent food!
The town has boutiques, antiques and A-1 food: Carrol’s Creek Cafe, where the manager was off to NYC for a food show. Boatyard Bar & Grill, which last year sold 77,000 crab cakes. Excellent Federal House Bar & Grille Reserve overlooked a dock and its Stanley Cup arrival. Foodies rate Galway Bay among the best Irish restaurants in America. And the town’s Urban EvenTours offered coupons for free ice cream.
Level, “a small plates lounge,” is innovative with multiple tiny food plates. Outdoor dinner is watching Comedy in the Courtyard’s “The Miser” by Molière. But four-star/Class A is breakfast at Chick & Ruth’s Delly (and that’s how they spell deli). Every 8:30 a.m., staff, chef, waiters, crowded hungry eaters — doesn’t matter who/what you are — it’s mandated that all stand at attention and recite in unison our Pledge of Allegiance.
Lots of loves
I was invited to July Fourth’s Historic Annapolis’ Independence Day celebration. Global individuals were sworn as US citizens outdoors at the home of Declaration of Independence signer William Paca.
The town loves dogs, which are welcomed everywhere. Loves boats. Loves history. Loves Kunta Kinte, the character in Alex Haley’s novel “Roots: The Saga of an American Family,” which is the story of his ancestor’s arrival into Annapolis’ port. As a slave. A statue at the pier marks the spot.
Nobody mentioned the day before’s horrific shooting. The newspaper continued printing, but will never reuse that same newsroom. When I mentioned it, people said the town was here before the country.
Like Minneapolis, Acropolis and Indianapolis, its ending is the Greek word for city — and here, they say, is where it and they will stay.
America! America! which has turned into 3,200 miles of Dodge City, God shed His grace on thee. And crown thy good with brotherhood. From sea to shining sea.
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