To Arms, To Arms!





To enter the historic village of Edgartown, you will pass by Cannonball Park. I’m not sure if that’s the official name, but folks call it that. If you look at the pics, I’m sure you’ll see why.

It’s a lovely little park. There is flagpole and an obelisk memorial to World War II veterans. There are a couple of cannons. And, then, there are the cannon balls.

I’ve decided that the cannon (and the balls) are the graphic reminder of earlier times, perhaps when Edgartonians needed to fight off those nasty British (alas, some of my ancestors) who were rapidly sinking their whaling ships.

But if you look closely, you might see what bothers me. The cannon balls are pyramided together, creating a shape that seems more concrete than balls. Hmm.

All of which, I find concerning.

What if the town again is under siege? Who’s going to shout out the battle cry to pump up the cannons? And what will that cry be? “Help! Someone has super-glued the balls! We can’t fight back! We’ll be overthrown!”

Well, anyway, that’s something I’ve been pondering. Yes, I know. I have way too much time on my hands.

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