I just found out that Savannah Guthrie
graduated from my old high school, Amphitheater HS in Tucson, AZ. Good for her. Great school. Heck, she might even have had some of the same teachers I had.
On a semi-related note, I was on a tour of Amphi on our 50th reunion (yeah, I'm old) and in one part of the school we saw some kids inside of one of the rooms. Some of us cheerfully invaded that room and told the kids the we (all of us obviously very old people) had graduated some fifty years earlier. We, the old people, knew those kids couldn't possibly relate to us, because we remember what it was like to be their age. But we made a point of telling them to remember us, and hopefully, some fifty years on, they will pass a similar message to young students at that high school. And the reach will then be 100 years to the past. Wow.
On a similar note, I was on the Mall in Washington DC on July 4, 1976, our nation's Bicentennial. It was fabulous, trust me. I have recently decided I will be on the Mall on July 4, 2026, our nation's 250th, whatever the correct name will be for that. I plan to tell every single person I see that I was there fifty years earlier. And I've already told my son that he will be there with me (you can see him rolling his eyes, can't you?). He has a good chance of being around in 2076. He'll only be 93 that year, and especially on his father's side, they live well into their 90s. I want him to be on the Mall on July 4, 2076, and tell everyone he sees that he was there fifty years earlier, and his parents were both there 100 years earlier. True. I was there and so was his dad. We didn't meet until about three years later. What is especially cool about this is that none of his 8 great grandparents (my four grandparents, his father's four grandparents) had even been born in 1876, during the nation's Centennial. It's just a happenstance of when people were born that he can be on the Mall 100 years after his parents were there. I'm only sorry I won't be around to see him then.
I love these kinds of connections.
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I brought my son who was just 6 at the time, and he still remembers that day. By the time the tall ships got to Boston, I believe it was about a week after the Bicentennial, but we didn't care. They were in the New York harbor for the 4th of July.
in the early 1870s. Her grandparents were born in the napoleonic wars era in Europe, when almost all people were poor to desperately poor by our standards.
After all, although the birth of the Industrial Age is set as 1750 in England, by FAR most people then were still living the last of the Agricultural Age, very much as 20,000 years of their ancestors had.
My grandma’s grandma. SOOO share your marveling. If we could hop a bicycle into the past, we’d probably pedal back through another 50 years with each block or so. Long before we finished the first mile, the world we passed through would see almost no change in how people lived and struggled to subsist, except during periods of famine, major disease outbreak, war.
I love the story about the high school students, I hope you took photos with them for them to show the kids of the future!
I was also in DC on 7/4/1976, but hadn't thought about being there on the 250th anniversary. Something to think about and plan for possibly. If I decide to go -- I'll let you know!
I love historical connections too. 
But the Tall Ships did look incredible when we flew past New York Harbor on our way to Kennedy.
Edited to add:
Me on July 4, 1976:
