I’ve seen a lot of changes in my day. I was born in 1920, and I grew up in a small town in Ohio, not far from the route many take. I remember my own neighbor, Mr. Johnson, who came from Alabama and told me stories of the journey, how they crammed into a rusty […]
I can still hear the echo of my grandfather’s voice as he described the canal in its prime—the clatter of hooves on the towpath, the splash of locks opening, the chatter of people from all walks of life. He’d tell me about a crisp morning in 1825 when the first boat, the Seneca Chief, sailed […]