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Sherman & the Smithsonian

The Smithsonian ‘the castle’ built 1847 (image in public domain), featured image Grant and his Generals, National Portrait Gallery, Washington D.C.

Recently, I visited the Smithsonian in Washington D.C. What started as a repository of collectables of researchers in the 19th century is now a behemoth institution of several museums. Presumably, the most interesting of its collections are in monumental buildings along the Washington Mall. But the entire holding of items not on exhibit is in several locations. 

There are different ways to think about museums. They’re a mirror of sorts of what the people who collect artifacts and other objects think is important enough to pass on to another generation. There are words accompanying the objects. These short paragraphs are as simple as a description or elaborate as a plotline in an epic drama production. Interpretations and narratives explaining the object shift and evolve. But the artifact remains the same. 

The Smithsonian is a managerie of all sorts of things in our world. It’s the memory keeper of our nation’s history and of the stories we tell. 

In the age of instant information and digital derivations of reality served up on our handheld screens, we might ask if it is even necessary to keep ‘the real thing’. We can access endless information about the holdings of the Smithsonian much more than what is exhibited in the galleries. Why make a trip to see the actual ‘thing in itself’? Before the world wide web,people had to rely on libraries, encyclopedias, and museums. In fact, libraries and museums have preserved the memory and knowledge of civilizations and cultures for millennia. It’s convenient to have access to the information these repositories have. Yet, physical museums are still relevant since they typically contain real, tactile things, not just digital derivations of them. Museums provide physical space where viewers can engage with real things of  the past. The Smithsonian in particular exemplifies this by offering a diverse range of exhibits that describe or explain much of what we find in our world. With rapid advancement of AI and the trends of generated deep fakes gone viral, I, for one, am grateful for opportunities to experience tangible, clear, and definite reality museums still provide.  

Additionally, the Smithsonian provides an accessible alternative for self-directed learning. In an era where higher education is  prohibitively expensive and exclusive, by leveraging the vast resources of the Smithsonian and the expertise of the curators, a young person can gain valuable knowledge and skills at a fraction of the cost of higher education.

Indeed, an enterprising student could probably learn twice as much in half the time. Probably throughout the two hundred years of the museum’s existence, many have done just that. 

The formation of the Smithsonian and its first building coincide with the recent rise of the United States, a sovereign nation fairly optimistic if not hell-bent determined in its capacity to scale progress through knowledge, technology, and commerce. Sherman grew up in this environment. It was the air he breathed. Young Sherman, like many of his contemporaries, believed that progress was the result of education and hard work. Enlightenment beliefs followed by rapid industrialization and scientific advancement fueled the conviction that economic stability for all was just around the corner.Young Sherman presumed that economic prosperity and peace would be the inevitable consequence of progress. Perhaps an older, wiser Sherman came to realize the naivety of such a belief. 

Many of Sherman’s friends contributed to the formation of the Smithsonian. Sherman undoubtedly enjoyed visiting the original museum when he lived in Washington. Just about all of his life’s work and some personal belongings are housed in the network of the Smithsonian. Curious and interested in almost everything the Smithsonian has to offer but short on time,I needed to strategize and adjust the ‘what to see list’. I selected three exhibits in three museums, reluctantly excluding all others as well as everything around them, including the Mall, Lincoln Memorial,  the Capitol, and the White House to name a few.   

First on my list was National Portrait Gallery or NPG, showcasing paintings of familiar ‘founding fathers’—George Washington, Benjamin Franklin, and the like. There were others, men and women, who have shaped US history and the collective imagination of a still naively young but already demographically complex developing country. 

I was curious about the several First Nations leaders that have factored into US history, Pocahontas, Red Jacket, and Sequoia to name a few.

Nearby were the ‘frontiersman’ Zachary Taylor, Daniel Boone and Andrew Jackson. The portraits reflect  a paradoxical juxtaposition of the ageless and universal complexity of ‘frontier expansion’. 

Finally, I entered the  gallery with the portraits of Grant and Sherman. Centered in this small gallery is a near-life-size sculpture of Lincoln and Edward Stanton, with Ulysses Grant, pivotal in getting the Emancipation Proclamation ‘proclamated’ in 1863 and. It was Grant and Sherman’s responsibility to force the rebel opposition to accept it. 

After a brief cursory visit through the rest of the NPG and a viewing of the mineral exhibit and star show at the Natural History Museum, I visited the Museum of the American Indian. Prominent in this museum is the Nation to Nation exhibit chronicling treaties the British colonies, and later the US government made with First Nations from the 17th through mid-19th century.

The treaty with the Navajo is the last one to be formally ratified by Congress. This exhibit includes Sherman’s role in negotiations with Navajo leaders in Bosque Redondo in 1868. The accompanying photo of a scowling Sherman (the actual photo taken at another time and place) suggests that he reluctantly acquiesced to the Navajo leaders’ insistence to return to their homelands.

Accounts of the negotiations, and correspondence from that time show otherwise: While remaining skeptical of a successful outcome, Sherman saw a possible path forward for people living alongside each other while maintaining their own culture and forms of life. If the treaty contents were honored by both parties— the US government on one hand and the Indians who did not consider it in their people’s best interests to forfeit their homelands and assimilate into the US experiment on the other— then a coexistence might be wrought albeit with difficulty through compromise. An optimal outcome may not be certain or permanent, but it was more preferable than war. Sherman knew from experience that peace is fragile as it is valuable. It’s worth striving for. A first step in this direction is trying to understand the other’s deeply held beliefs. 

— “the world is big enough for all the people it contains, and all should live at peace with their neighbors. All people love the country where they were born and raised.”

The dialogue with Barboncito, the leader representing the Navajo in the negotiations, shows that much. “You are right,Sherman observed— the world is big enough for all the people it contains, and all should live at peace with their neighbors. All people love the country where they were born and raised.” (Council preliminary proceedings of the Navajo Peace Treaty, May 28th, 1868). Substitute land for country, and the context shifts in ways that give the sentiment new focus and depth of meaning.

I began this musing noting that museums have more than one purpose. I continued by noting that while access to digital derivatives of reality enhances our knowledge of the world around us, it can’t replace our experience of the world itself. I value museums because they spark new ideas, challenge previously held beliefs, stir memories, and open up horizons of wonder. The visit to the Smithsonian crystallized those thoughts. Museums give us an opportunity to walk through the past, reflecting on events through time. We need not be irritated by the cognitive biases of collectors, curators, and ‘interpreters’ of the artifacts we see. Instead, we can try to understand what they see, reflect on what we see, and then ‘see beyond’.

What does that mean—to see beyond? To me, it means to choose wisely; learning from others and reflecting on our response to today’s realities and tomorrow’s possibilities. What I think, say, or do today really does shape the future for those who come after us. 

Seven sisters of the Pleiades star cluster, SI Natural History Museum, January 2026
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The Glory of Ukraine

War is Hell

W.T. Sherman Michigan Military Academy, June 1879

Sherman famously said in a semi prepared speech to a graduating class of young military cadets. Undoubtedly the audience was not expecting such a statement from a decorated war general. This may explain why there are varying recollections of the commencement address.  Early in his military career Sherman dreamed of victories and honors. But he soon realized that such ambition had no real meaning. Purpose to engage in battle came from someplace else when all other options fail. It’s the path of last resort; inevitable, necessary and tragic. Years before the Civil War erupted he warned that such a conflict would be neither brief nor easy. War with all its consequences -death, destruction and unthinkable atrocities are an unbearable weight for everyone except for those crazy for power, wealth or both. “War is cruel and you cannot refine it” he bluntly remarked more than once. But wars are inevitable as long as people will fight to defend what is most dear to them; their families, their homelands and cherished beliefs.

Was the world really taken by surprise by Russia’s invasion of Ukraine? Just four weeks ago the possibility of a war while conceptually probable, seemed remote, something that happens in failed states, not Europe, not in a fledging democracy in the 21st century. There’s no room for complacency now. More than two million people have fled, the largest exodus from a European country since World War II. Destruction of monuments, buildings, and infrastructure in several cities, a death toll that while difficult to corroborate is growing exponentially. All in less than two weeks.

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“War is cruelty and you cannot refine it”

Letter to the City of Atlanta, 1864

In the security of our home and comfort of our couch we can find it remarkable that a people can be so determined to defend their freedom. Not only men of conscription age, but older ones picking up arms to fend of invaders. Perhaps some had parents who told them stories of struggle for independence against Soviet occupation and aggression. Perhaps some remember themselves. Like all history it’s complicated and I don’t claim to understand it much less explain it. Most Americans myself included, have always lived without the threat of a foreign invasion from a force that intends to assimilate whatever it doesn’t destroy. Ukraine on the other hand, is one of those countries that has been threatened by annihilation and absorption dozens of times in its 1,000 years of Slavic history  Once again the country is in the jaws of death by conquest and erasure of its cultural identity. Is it any wonder that they have the resolve to fight back in what seems to be a David and Goliath battle of epic proportions?

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The humanitarian crisis continues to unfold. Last week maternity wards were moved to subway stations. Today a maternity ward was bombed and women soon to give birth injured.  Several cities have had power and water cut off. Reports of atrocities emerge. Civilian deaths, many children and elderly numbered in the thousands Such is the rampage of war.   No one wants to think about the consequences of nuclear power energy plants being repurposed. The shift from possible to probable is hard to read in times like these. That should give sufficient pause to pray.

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Amidst the chaos of the war in Ukraine there are women praying, caring for children and the aged and burying the dead. Women are fleeing with their children while instilling a sense of security however illusory. Russian mothers are begging for the return of their sons who as young as sixteen presumed they were being called up to participate in routine military practice. These women are doing what those before them have always done; remind men what it means to be human.

Their resilience and hope will be fruitful. It always is.  The colors of the flag of Ukraine are now ubiquitous, blue for the open sky and yellow for the plentiful wheat.  May the seeds of hope drenched in tears and sometimes blood, buried deep within the ground, nurtured by fervent prayer bear the fruit of peace and freedom. Such fruit will be the true glory of Ukraine and of all peoples.

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Round the Horn to California; Sherman’s first voyage, Part 1

Ordered to California by Sea round Cape Horn! Is not this enough to rouse the most placid?

June 30th 1846 Letter

Wrote a young Sherman who was summoned as an army officer to travel to California recently claimed by the United Sates following their war with Mexico. Even before the discovery of gold the value of the land and its strategic location on the Pacific was appreciated if not coveted. John Fremont and other 19th century fortune seekers had written copiously about its bounty. Sherman was assigned to assist in a ‘peaceful possession’ of of Monterey through the Sierras.  In one of his first letters he instructs his sister:

You have Fremont’s map on the parlor table. Look at the map and you will see Monterey and San Francisco with the back country. It is in that region I believe we will be for some time…

Letter to Elizabeth Sherman, 1846

At that time there were two ways to cross the landmass we now call the United States. One could travel overland by foot or beast which beyond the Mississippi was fraught with dangers, mainly from Indians protecting their homelands. Or by sea, which took much longer since it was necessary to travel around the tip of South America and present day Chile. The voyage included crossing the equator line twice, a stay in the ports of Rio de Janeiro and Valparaiso and tumultuous passage around the tip of Cape Horn, where waters of the Atlantic and Pacific furiously intermingled. What Sherman understates succinctly almost laconically in his Memoirs, most likely an editor’s call, he humorously expounds in great detail in letters to his family.

New York Seaport late 19th century Print by George Schelgal, (Library of Congress)
USS Lexington, 1827

The seas of water known as oceans are the “high road that leads from Africa and Asia to the United States” wrote Sherman. On July 17 he along with close to 100 crew, army personnel and some passengers sailed from the port of New York on the USS Lexington, a sloop of war, converted into a cargo ship, which still carried six guns for defense on the spar/or upper deck. Sherman writes that it was well stocked with food, ammunition and other supplies that would be needed on their arrival to California. He appreciated that logistics for the voyage were well planned; “by foresight, the greatest of evils may be avoided”. But he also surmises that

“the certainty of the vast journey bids me be prepared”.  

Letter 1846

Copious and amusing descriptions of the ship and voyage abound:  The upper deck included a strong floor and was surrounded by bulwarks ‘about breast high’. “Our cargo is very heavy as we carry out so may guns for California service, and the magazine of the ship could not contain half our powder which amounts to about eight hundred barrels”.  A coop full of chickens and a few dozen pigs were also in transport perhaps some to be used for upcoming meals. The berth/lower deck included the sleeping quarters. He concludes: “We have many books of all kinds but our voyage will be so long that we will be forced to read even the tables in Bowditch”, a 19th century handbook of navigation by Nathanial Bowditch.

Indeed the first part of the voyage seems like a cruise on a luxury liner.  Soldiers and officers including young Sherman bound for California watched while sailors nimbly coiled ropes and rigged sails. Sherman notes however, that all of the men, himself included were assigned tasks and were required to assist in the event of storms.  There were four women, wives of the officers and finally two children: “ to whom the sailors are fast teaching them all the oaths in their calendars”. I take that to mean expanding their vocabulary in ways that their mothers blushed, lamented and reprimanded.  Or all three. After 57 mostly pleasant sunny days days, USS Lexington crossed the line (the equator) and made port at Rio de Janeiro for close to two weeks giving Sherman and his companions time to explore the colonial city and its surrounding mountainsides.

Rio de Janeiro in the 19th Century Capricio Views-
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Monterey, California 1847

Recently rereading volume one of the W.T. Sherman’s Memoirs, I discovered this past January 26, marked the 173rd anniversary of his arrival to Monterey California. By his own description he was a young army officer, hoping to gain fame and glory in the Mexican War. Instead he was sent to keep the peace in the main port of entry in Alta California recently transferred to U.S. possession. His first stay lasted just short of two years yet a pivotal time and watershed moment in California’s history—the discovery of gold. Sherman’s eyewitness accounts are descriptive and sometimes entertaining though not particularly insightful. Except for one observation—that the discovery of gold would forever change the landscape and history of California.

I live in the Bay Area and over the years I’ve visited Monterey, California several times. This coming February 8th marks the 200th year of WTS’ birth in Lancaster, Ohio. Since I’m not able to attend the upcoming festivities hosted by the Sherman House Museum and Fairfield County Historical Society, I commemorated the upcoming occasion by visiting the historic old town of Monterey imagining what it must have been like when a young army officer set off for adventures on the other side of the continent and lived there in the wake of times that shaped its own story.