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Dear Readers,
January 1, 2002 was no ordinary New Year's Day
for me. It was life-changing! My wife woke me, a little white plastic
stick in hand. A thin pink line was visible through its window.
At 42, I was going to be a first-time father! Happy New Year!
The first few days of 2002 were filled with a joy
that allowed no intrusive deep thought. But soon I began to contemplate
what kind of father I would be. And there were questions: What kind
of life will she have? What will I do to nurture her growth? What
kind of person will she grow up to be? In the aftermath of September
11th, what kind of world, and more importantly, what sort of America
am I leaving for her? The questions came one after the other and
they kept on coming for many days.
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John Endecott
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Then,
the biggest question came to me: How will I tell her who
she is and where she fits in when considering the loftier
perspective of pride for her heritage?
From birth, I was made keenly aware of
a rich family tradition that is interwoven throughout all
of earliest American Colonies and that my heritage is that
of a hearty lot. My first American-resident ancestor, a
ship captain named William Jones, arrived in Virginia in
1608, just one year after the first permanent settlement
of Jamestown. Later, in 1628, another great grandfather,
Governor
John Endecott, led the expedition that led to the founding
of Massachusetts Bay Colony in Salem. |
My daughter's ancestors had a hand in the sowing
the seeds that grew into this great nation, not just in one, but
all three of the major colonial groups: the northern, middle and
southern colonies. All of her ancestors and relatives were duty-bound
to carefully hand down family traditions with a sense of pride,
responsibility and solemn stewardship.
I realized that this duty was now in my hands and
that I had a long-standing commitment to take it very seriously.
So, I began to consider how I would handle my mission.
What is the best way for me to make sure that I pass down the things
I consider to make up my true "American soul?" My daughter
is integrally connected to the blood, toil and sacrifice contained
in each and every seminal event that made this great nation. It
is important that this thread remain unbroken. How do I make sure
this is so?
Well, one of the things that I think I do best
is put words on a page. The advent of the Internet offers the opportunity
and the means for me to establish a permanent record in a manner
that my ancestors did not have. So, I have decided to keep an ongoing
record of my thoughts about both my ancestry and current events
viewed through the lens of what I know in my heart to be things
true to the "real" American traditions.
What is "The American Kernel?"
I believe that there began a unique
culture that sprang forth very early in the American colonial
era. The people who were ancestors of those who fought to free this
land and found a nation were diverse only in the narrowest of senses;
they shared far more commonalities than differences. The hardships
of frontier and geographic isolation from the nearby foreign influences
common in the rest of the world soon produced a people who were
more "American" than they were anything else. These hearty
people cobbled together something different from anything that came
before it in the history of the world. With a nod both to history
and to technology I decided to call this essence "The American
Kernel."
With all these things in mind, I dedicate this
site to my daughter and, hopefully, the rest of my children and
their descendants. I have decided to communicate to them in a series
of letters. In addition, through this web site I will entertain
and post the thoughts and ideas from others who share a similar
desire to cherish and preserve the American Kernel.
So, let us begin.
Katie's Dad
March 30, 2002 |
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