A while back, while attending Art In The Park with my mom and nephew Daniel, my mom noticed that the Idaho State Historical Museum was hosting their Museum Comes To Life event the following weekend. So last weekend after participating in the Women's Fitness Celebration, we hit the Greenbelt and walked over the Museum.
I remember this event from my youth, when I attended for several years and I was excited to check it out. I am big on nostalgia and it reminded me of those innocent days when I obviously didn't realize how innocent my life was. I love how the volunteers dress up in period pieces and demonstrate traditions, methods, and tools of a different time. They even shoot off the cannon in downtown Boise.
It also fed my fascination with history and historical events. Although the Museum isn't all that big, it has enough to keep me interested. One of my all time favorite cultures to study history on is the Native Americans. While the Museum had some Native exhibits, I was surprised at how little there was on this particular culture considering how big an influence it was in the history of this state.
There is Abe and Benjamin...
And then there was the old saloon and poker game, this is the Wild Wild West after all... (Forgive me for I still have not figured out the settings on my 'borrowed' point and shoot....)
And the Chinese medicine doctor - apparently there was a large population of Chinese who settled in these parts and that is one thing I do not remember from my childhood. The Chinese culture fascinates me as well so that was an interesting learn...
And there was the 1915 Idaho kitchen.... The stove is how they heated their irons...
The European inspired parlor.
The printing press.
The wagon wheel maker.
An old trunk and quilt.
And an old camera (remind me not to bitch about not having a good camera!).
An old scale and phone. (Please Cannon Pentax or Nikon, donate a good camera to a needy blogger, no?)
Outside the museum on the grounds were several structures, like the Adelmann House, which had been moved from its original location to the Museum grounds.
The museum had much more that I didn't capture in photo, and it was incredible to go to the museum as an adult with the knowledge of different things I had learned along the way since I last visited the museum. For example, when Kerree and I came upon an exhibit mentioning the Molly McGuires, we both stopped and talked about it and questioned it because we had been to another exhibit in Pennsylvania where we learned about them. It was awesome to see an exhibit tied in with history we had learned about on the opposite side of the country.
My sister and I walked through reading the exhibits, fascinated with some of the recent western history. Even after they experienced a paper making demonstration and a calligraphy demo (that Kerree and I skipped), my mom and niece were still waiting on us.
While it is a million worlds away from my beloved life in Miami Beach, it is in its own right, something incredible.