Archive for January, 2011

Jan 19 2011

THE PRISONER: Hit and Run History on WGBH

Peter Drummey of Massachusetts Historical Society with Andrew Buckley Matt Griffin of Hit and Run History

The crew of Hit and Run History heads to Boston to investigate a son of the North End: Joseph Ingraham.

Years before Ingraham was chosen as second officer of the ship Columbia, he experienced the Revolutionary War firsthand, along with the Boston Massacre and Tea Party. On board the Massachusetts warship Protector, he battled a British privateer, only to be captured the next year.

Between Manhattan and Brooklyn, Ingraham would be crowded on board the prison ship Jersey. Hit and Run History meets up with historian Joshua Smith to talk about the horrible conditions Ingraham would have faced aboard the prison ship Jersey—known to its inmates simply as “Hell.”

Andy’s Notes: Joseph Ingraham was a real challenge for us.  When we committed to doing a series of biographies with WGBH, I just liked the number eight.  There were six owners behind the the voyage, with their names emblazoned on the Columbia and Washington Medal.  But in our second episode, we’d already profiled the New Yorker John M. Pintard.

Matthew Griffin of Hit and Run History in New York City

So that left five.  But I also felt we hadn’t done enough in our first episode for John Ledyard (“THE HERALD“), who brought the idea of global trade to the United States.  If we didn’t deal with him now, the series, I felt, would need to move on.  So he was placed in the front of our series.

The famous Captain Robert Gray (“THE ROVER“) was a natural for adding onto the end, with his connections to the two previous profiles of owners (and slavers) Crowell Hatchand Samuel Brown.  So that left us with seven bios to film.  That didn’t feel right.  And there was one more compelling character I wanted to talk about.

Now, you wouldn’t naturally think that the 2nd Mate of the any ship would be as worth of note as, say, the captain or the wealthy men behind it, or even the junior officer who kept the log.

Hit and Run History's Andrew Buckley and Joshua M. Smith of the United States Merchant Marine Academy on Pier 11But the Columbia Expedition made Joseph Ingraham’s reputation.  His later writing shows him to be perhaps the most talented writer and artist of the lot.  There always seemed to be a Lord Jim quality about him, and for some reason, in my mind’s eye, he is played by a young Daniel Day Lewis.

In the log of a later voyage, Ingraham refers to suffering during earlier years, but does not specify what that might have been.  My first assumption was that he grew up poor in Boston and worked his way up to earn the rank assigned by Captain John Kendrick, commander of the expedition.  Speculation by other writers mentions probable service as a privateer during the Revolution.

But further research revealed that Ingraham was a prisoner on board the British prison ship Jersey.  When we spent the better part of the day at the Mass. Historical Society, we were able to nail down that he was indeed from Boston — in fact the North End, by dint of his baptismal at the New Brick Church.  We then could imagine him growing up, watching the same scenes that Charles Bulfinch did, of Boston during the Revolution.  But in contrast to Bulfinch’s privilege.

Below decks of the British prison ship Jersey

Wrong again.  Right about the time of the Boston Tea Party, Ingraham’s father moved the family west of the city.  And they weren’t poor.  His father was a wealthy ship captain and — big surprise by now — slaver.

And we now know how much quiet the Ingrahams found in Concord in 1775.  They really couldn’t escape the war.

Using Ancestry.com, we were able to look up more details about his wartime service.  We already knew we would be heading down to New York for this one, but didn’t have the full details of how he came to be there.  Luckily, our good friend Josh Smith, who teaches at the U.S. Merchant Marine Academy, was already in Manhattan that day, and offered to come down to Pier 11, at the end of Wall Street.

The British prison ship Jersey, known to its inmates as "Hell"Although our plan to take the water taxi over to Wallabout Bay fell through.  We found out it doesn’t run in the middle of the day.  Not much of a water taxi — more like a water bus.  An infrequent one at that.  Instead, we hailed a real taxi and drove over to Fort Greene Park.  Walking up to the Prison Ship Martyrs Monument, Josh put Ingraham’s captivity on board the Jersey in context.

It also helped to head to the nearby museum to see a diorama of the burial of dead prisoners on the shore.  A pretty horrific scene of the nighttime ritual.  Conditions were so bad on board these ships, gravedigging detail was seen as a real privilege.

But still, questions remain as to Ingraham’s time on board the Jersey.  Chiefly, we haven’t found any record of when he was released.  Various shipmates of his returned to Boston two to six months after their capture.  Perhaps he remained on board until the British evacuated New York in 1783 and the Jersey was left to rot on the shores of Wallabout Bay.

Or he could have been paroled with no record.  Perhaps he escaped.  Two other options remained:  he bribed his way off, or he gained his freedom by joining the British Navy.  Neither of those appear very honorable.  But then again, the conditions on board these ships was horrific.

prisoners burying dead on the shores of Wallabout Bay

As with any of our subjects, no one is wearing a completely white or black hat (maybe some more than others of the latter).  With any luck, we’ll learn more about Ingraham’s background, giving us a fuller picture.  What I am happy about is that we are able to, in this last bio, show that assumptions are touchy things in historical research.

Hit and Run History:  The Columbia Expedition is the centerpiece of the history page for PBS-powerhouse WGBH. Watch THE PRISONER online at wghh.org/hitandrunhistory. Boston soundtrack,  “Small Talk”, provided by Sidewalk Driver.  New York soundtrack, “Rock’n Rose”, provided by Shea Rose.  For more information on Hit and Run History following the story of Captain John Kendrick and the Columbia Expedition visit their fan page on Facebook.

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Jan 14 2011

Chatham to China

Mount WashingtonOn Christmas Day, two presents had been left unopened until 1 p.m. Sofie brought it out for all her extended family to see. She already had quite a haul. Skates from Santa. A Zhu-Zhu pet from her grandmother. A bracelet from her cousin. And lots of clothes.

The note on the smaller one said “Open me first!” She deserves a lot of credit for remembering exactly at the appointed time to get both presents and then thoughtfully proceed as per instructions. Inside the small box was something fairly familiar: her passport.

Now, for background, you have to know my daughter was born in Germany, and lived her first year there. She’s visited her Austrian grandparents many times over there. Subsequently, Sofie has had two passports – her first issued under the auspices of the US Department of Defense, and her second from the State Department, like most of us.

Sampan on the Pearl River, Guangzhou

Her more recent one has stamps all over it. Belgium. Germany. Canada. The Netherlands. She’s crossed the Atlantic more than most people ever will in their whole lives. Getting on a plane for her is like getting on a bus for other kids.

“Open me Second!” read the other present, being a little flatter and larger. It also had some math clues: “What is 6 times 7? Now add one. After you find that, what is 2 times 3?”

Unwrapping the package, she found a child’s picture atlas of the world. That made her happy enough, to be sure. One of her favorite place mats at the dinner table is a map of the world, and it prompts all sorts of questions. Where have you been? What do they speak in India? What do they eat in Uruguay?

Times like that, I am glad I can pull out my laptop so we can go about finding the answers.

Six times seven, plus one, after a little figuring, was 43, and that was definitely a page number. And she opened to the spread on China. “Two times three is easy, Papa!” she said, and scanned the page for the number six. The entry on the page was for Hong Kong.

Our guide and Zhou Xiang in our sampan

For the last two years, Sofie has been asking me when she could go to China. Or Hawaii. I told her it was probably one or the other. The questions started before we went to Disney World, but kicked into high gear when she learned that, having hit Orlando for five days, upon completion it had now fallen down to the bottom of the list. There were other places to see in the world.

“Like China,” she noted. Right, I said. But, I added, she’d have to be a little older, a little more mature. Eight was the age I picked. That also gave me time to save up the money.

The first and only time I was in China was in 1998. It was the last few days of a 27-day odyssey through Southeast Asia, looking for the wreck of Captain John Kendrick’s Lady Washington. I had flown from Manila into Guangzhou with a 48-hour visa. After a night at the Sun-Yat Sen University, I was squired around in the by grad student Zhou Xiang, hopping sampans to visit a 200-year-old cemetery for Westerners located on an island controlled by the Chinese military.Then it was into a taxi for a breakneck 90-minute taxi ride to an industrial park on the far outskirts of the city where the new catamaran would whisk me in a few hours down to Hong Kong. Coupled with a few nights in nearby Macao, the place left quite an impression.

Star Ferry Pier

Since then I’ve been able to remain in touch with Zhou Xiang. While she was studying in Sweden, she brought her husband through Wiesbaden when I was living there. Two years later, while doing post-doctoral work at Harvard, she once looked after our prized corgi, and became friends with a one year-old Sofie.

So in December, having won a grant from Mass. Humanities to promote our documentary series following the Columbia Expedition, I received an e-mail notification. The Hong Kong International Film Festival deadline for submissions was fast approaching. It would be held the end of March and early April. Sofie’s eighth birthday falls within that timeframe. And application fees for film festivals falls within the purview of the grant (if not the travel itself).

Fingers crossed, we applied online within hours of the deadline. While it is a roll of the dice, there are definitely business reasons to go regardless of being selected or not. Our story took place partly in China, so it certainly should be of interest there.

But if I were to go, it would have to be in the company of this four-foot-high seasoned world traveler. She loves potstickers, wants the next language she learns to be Chinese, and still has empty pages in her passport.

Girl Wonder goes to China

This is quite a time to return to China. There is a steady drumbeat of news stories contrasting their surging economy with our own. Their move from a manufacturer of cheap toys toward a 21st century model of next-generation green technology, and their ability to jumpstart their economy through staggering investments in infrastructure, really makes us look like we’re squabbling over the placement of deck chairs on the Titanic.

I’m curious to see the changes that have occurred there during a time marked roughly since Sofie’s birth. Such as that out-of-the-way ferry terminal which now stands at the heart of a new Guangzhou. It would be as if downtown Boston moved to Foxboro.

This sort of thing nags at me, and makes me wonder if as Americans, we’ve forgotten how to build things. Or simply lost the will.Besides, there’s a Disney World in Hong Kong, a day trip to which will make a great birthday present. And I happily get to see that immediately fall to the bottom of a very long list again.

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