Brooklyn Green



Brooklyn, Connecticut, that is.
The UUSB and TLGV sponsored a walk with speaker Dennis Landis 
presenting his popular "Ghosts of the Brooklyn Green" program. 
All ages 
and some species attended.
It started in the Unitarian Meetinghouse
where Samuel May defended Prudence Crandall and Celia Burleigh was ordained.
Brooklyn, CT Town Hall in the background.
We continued to the Church's Green 
past the town green,
behind Brooklyn's Town Hall
where we could view the new Trinity Church.
Dennis narrated the yore of the green, 
Looking towards the Israel Putnam Statue.
the history of Israel Putnam,
and stories, real and imagined 
of the surrounding buildings.









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  1. Dennis LandisOctober 13, 2015 at 11:41 AM

    A fine record of the day's events -- and a beautiful day!
    Thanks, Jim

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