This is the grave of Ulrich B. Phillips. Born in 1877 in La Grange, Georgia, Phillips was a son of the post-Reconstruction South and boy did he show it over his long career as a historian. His father was a minor merchant but his mother...
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This is the grave of Bernard Bailyn. Born in 1922 in Hartford, Bailyn grew up in a wealthy Jewish family. He got into Williams, not so easy for Jews at.
This is the grave of John Spencer Bassett. Born in 1867 in Tarboro, North Carolina, Bassett was a white kid in the Reconstruction era and its aftermath, but he had.
This is the grave of Edmond Meany. Born in 1862 in East Saginaw, Michigan, Meany moved out to Washington Territory at some point during his early life, I think in the mid 1870s. His father worked on a boat on the Skagit River. In 1880,...
This is the grave of John Blassingame. Born in 1940 in Covington, Georgia, Blassingame grew up in the Jim Crow South but managed to become one of the few Black.
This is the grave of Carter Woodson. Born in 1875 in New Canton, Virginia, to illiterate ex-slaves, Woodson grew up as poor as any young Black southerner in the post-Reconstruction.
This is the grave of Ernest May, as well as various other professors associated with Harvard. Born in 1928 in Fort Worth, Texas, May went to UCLA for college, graduating with his B.A. in 1948 and his Ph.D. in 1951. He was half-Mexican, as his...
It's not as if anyone listens to historians. But nonetheless, historians are very angry at Trump's neofascist history project presented last week, a direct attack against us teaching the complexities.
This is the grave of Walter Prescott Webb. Born in 1888 in Panola County, Texas, he went to high school in Eastland County, taught at some high schools, then went.
This is the grave of Francis Parkman. Born in Boston in 1823, Parkman grew up in the region's elite. His father was one of the city's leading Unitarian ministers. He was a sickly boy and spent a lot of time at his grandfather's heavily forested...
One of the most annoying things about being a historian that every random person on the street thinks they know more than you do about it. It really does drive.
Leave it to historians to solve problems! It was still early on March 30 when historian Amy Kohout began scrolling through her Instagram feed. An image caught her eye: an.