• Macolm X (Source: Library of Congress)
    It Happened Here
     
     
    Malcolm X is not generally identified with Washington, D.C., but our town was the setting for two of the unique experiences in his life.
  • Brumidi's Apotheosis of Washington. (Photo source: Architect of the Capitol)
    Constantino Brumidi
     
     
    While Constantino Brumidi isn't a famous name, he left a lasting mark on the U.S. Capitol, particularly the building's ceiling.
  • Frederick Douglass spent plenty of time in Washington before the Civil War, but didn't become a permanent resident until 1872. (Photo source: Library of Congress)
    African American History
     
     
    Frederick Douglass "had small faith" in his "aptitude as a politician" but he was pressed into service in local D.C. politics during the 1870s.
  • Ted Williams in 1949. (Source: Wikipedia)
    Managing the Senators
     
     
    In the spring of 1969, the Washington Senators brought in baseball Hall of Famer Ted Williams to manage the club.
  • The replacement Pope's Stone, located on the 340-ft. level. (Photo Source: National Park Service)
    A Monumental Theft
     
     
    In 1854, nine men took off with an engraved stone from the base of the Washington Monument. Turns out, it was a gift from the Pope.

Southern Maryland Dutch Country

Amish horse and buggy on the road in Southern Maryland. (Courtesy of St. Mary's College of Southern Maryland Archives.)

Amish horses and buggies in the Washington, D.C. Metro area? Yep. It's true. Over 200 Amish families live and work in St. Mary’s and Charles counties in Maryland, less than 40 miles from downtown D.C. The settlement, which is centered around the town of Charlotte Hall, dates to 1939 when seven families migrated to the area from Bird-in-Hand, Pennsylvania for the cheap Maryland land(!) and to escape pressure from the Pennsylvania state government.

The Legend of the Bunny Man

Bunny Man Bridge in Clifton, Virginia has haunted local teens for decades. (Photo source: Flickr user Motoboy92)

You’re sixteen years old, caught up in the intoxicating freedom that comes with your new driver’s license, and it’s Halloween night. You and your friends are driving around your small town looking for a quiet place far away from adult supervision. You decide to park on the side of the road near a secluded railway overpass. It’s the perfect place to get “up to something,” as your mother would say: woods creeping up on either side and the complete darkness you can only find on rural roads without streetlamps or nearby houses.

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