THE PRESIDENT WAS ASSASSINATED!
by Wynne Crombie
As my feet stepped down upon the brick street, I thought about that scene some 150 years ago upon this very spot. President Abraham Lincoln had just been shot in Ford’s Theater and was being carried across this road to the Peterson Boarding House. Doctors were not optimistic about the outcome.
During the Civil War, Ford’s Theater was one of Washington’s top entertainment venues. President Lincoln had visited Ford’s Theater on at least ten formal occasions.
Ford’s Theater: The Interior
Before entering the actual theater area, I stopped at one of the ticket booths. The free ticket was good for self-guided tours at both the Theater and the Peterson House across the street. Over 2,000,000 visitors come every year to be transported back to that evening.
Thanks to Matthew Brady’s photographs taken days after the assassination, the theater interior looks much the same as it did on that historic night. The President’s Box is decorated with two American flag-like buntings surrounding a portrait of President George Washington…just as it was on the night of April 14, 1865.
If you look closely, you can see a crack in the Washington portrait glass where John Wilkes Booth hit it as he jumped over the balcony railing. Two of the chairs in the Presidential Box are originals from that night.
By 10:15 that evening, the comedy was well into its last act. In the Presidential Box, President and Mrs. Lincoln laughed at the show along with two of their friends, Major Henry Rathbone and his fiancée, Clara Harris. Neither they nor the audience of some 1,500, knew that Booth was just outside the door.
Immediately preceding the shooting, Actor Harry Hawk, was delivering the laugh line of, Our American Cousin. He was the only one on the stage.
Don’t know the manners of good society, eh?
Well, I guess I know enough to turn you inside out,
old gal—you sockdologizing old mantrap!
John Wilkes Booth was in full view of the theater audience. As a famous actor himself, he was instantly recognizable. With his derringer holding only one bullet, he shot Lincoln in the head and stabbed Major Rathbone in the arm. As luck would have it, the sentry was taking a break.
From the ground level, you can climb up the set of stairs to the balcony level, where you are able to stand next to the Lincoln Box. (The interior of the Box is closed to the public to protect it from damage).
Ford’s Theater Museum
Some of the exhibits in the museum were taken from the actual scene. There is Booth’s one-shot derringer. (why would he only carry only one bullet?) The boot taken off his injured foot, is exhibited along with the spurs.
Also on view is Mary Lincoln’s black velvet cloak, and Major Rathbones’s bloodstained gloves, And, most interesting are the contents of Lincoln’s overcoat pocket: two pairs of spectacles, a linen handkerchief, lens cleaner, a pocket knife, a watch fob, and a wallet with a $5 confederate note. Notable also is the iconic stovepipe hat that Lincoln wore the night of the murder.
A series of drawings are positioned along a hallway depicting the day’s events. Here are two examples:
11 A.M. Before his cabinet meeting, Lincoln sends message to Ford’s Theater that he will attend that evening’s performance
12 noon At a stable near Ford’s Theater, Booth arranges to rent a horse
The Abraham Lincoln book tower stands 34 feet tall and 8 feet around in the lobby of the Ford’s Theater. It was constructed to underline Lincoln’s importance by creating a tower of books written about him. The tower measures about eight feet around and 34 feet tall.
The Peterson Boarding House
Homes in this 1860s neighborhood were mostly boarding houses for congressmen and other government workers.
The house where President Lincoln died is a must visit after you go to Ford’s Theater. On display are three rooms, with the appropriate period furnishings. (none are the original; Lincoln’s death bed is in the Chicago History Museum) The mortally wounded president was carried to a back bedroom in this house where, due to his height, he was laid diagonally across the bed. Imagine almost a hundred people coming and going through the house to pay their last respects to the dying president. Soldiers stood guard at the front door and were posted on the roof to keep the growing crowds at bay. While doctors cared for the president the Petersen family and some of the boarders spent the night in the basement. At 7:22 am, April 15, 1865, Abraham Lincoln died in the back bedroom this humble house.
If You Go:
The Museum gave us a glimpse at Booth’s pistol, (he had only one bullet) and his boot from the broken leg. Lincoln’s top hat, with the mourning band for his recently deceased son, was also on display. Also, items from his pocket that evening were on display: his handkerchief, his glasses, plus Mary Lincoln’s coat.
Right across the street is the Petersen House where Lincoln died. The bed (a replica, the original is in Illinois) was a little short for Abe’s six feet, four inches. He had to be laid diagonally.
The three rooms in the house today are furnished in 1865 period pieces. None of the furniture is original to the house: the pieces are based on drawings. Visitors use the same ticket that they used to tour Ford’s Theater. The House is open 9:30 am to 5:30 pm daily.
Parking next to Ford’s Theater $12. This is well worth it as street parking is hard to find.
Guided Tour Ford’s Theater $28. Self-Tour is free. Open nine to five (varies if performance is taking place)
Admission to the Petersen House is free (with ticket, procured at Ford’s Theater box office)
Ford’s Theater: 511 Tenth Street NW, 202-426-1749 for coming events.
Oh yes…Ford’s Theater is still used for stage productions. See www.fords.org for details.
About the author:
Wynne Crombie has a master’s degree in adult education. Her work has appeared in: Travel and Leisure, Dallas Morning News, Country Woman, Senior Living, Catholic Digest, Your Genealogy Today, Air Force Ties, Stars and Stripes, Chicago Parent and she has been a contributor to Travel Thru History for several years.
All photos by Wynne Crombie


While in Ajijic I visited Tlaquepacque. I thought it would be “touristy” but I was wrong. The scores of local people experiencing the magic Tlaquepacque offers, put that myth to rest.
The Jardin Hidalgo filled with laughter, music, chirping birds, and happy people is the heart of Tlaquepacque. Its melodious fountains, numerous flower beds and shady trees, provides a visually stunning space for those seeking to get away from the crowded avenues. The colorful bandstand draws those who are seeking shade on a sizzling sunny day. Surrounded by Tlaquepacque’s two churches, you are sure to hear the ringing of church bells. Take time to walk around the square, you will not be disappointed.
While there are many shops to tempt you with handmade items, interesting items for sale can be found if you just look down. While walking in front of the Santuario de Nuestra Senora de la Soledad Church (behind the Jardin Hildalgo), I spotted this artisan creating crucifixes out of palm fronds. Her hands were magical. I was captivated by the speed with which she fashioned a frond into a crucifix. There are many artisans like this scattered around town, just keep your eyes open and you are bound to find a special souvenir.
Amazing sculptures are scattered throughout Tlaquepacque. They run the gamut from life like to surreal. What they have in common is detail, exquisite detail. My favorite is by Sergio Bustamante. Born in Mexico, he is an artist who has worked in all mediums but is best known for his sculptures. As I stood in front of this sculpture, a gentleman shared that Bustamante was fascinated by the thought of children flying and often had dreams of flying as a child. This sculpture, according to him, was based on that theme.
Bustamante has a gallery on Calle Independencia. I walked inside hoping to find out more about the flying theme. It was a weekend and they were busy. The next visit will be mid week…I am planning on having my questions answered.
The exhibit is a model lover’s nirvana, thousands and thousands of soldiers, sailors, pilots, planes, ships, rockets, hangars, bridges, mountains, trees and much more. Steve has re-created all the European battles in WWII. Each scene is historically correct and to scale. Detailed reader’s panels describe the dioramas.
Steve started his hobby at age nine, inspired by WWII movies and books. He learned to make models, then moved on to assembling historically correct and scaled dioramas. His collection grew until his teen years when, as he says, “I took on other interest.” Some years passed until he was motivated to begin his modeling hobby again. His own son was the inspiration. They worked together until, you guessed it, his son became a teenager. Today Steve lives in Salem and is a plant facility manager.
Cavernous doesn’t begin to describe Hangar B. Standing in the middle, you’re dwarfed. I think I know how ants feel encountering humans. Today hangar B houses vintage aircraft and a museum dedicated to the WWII activities that took place there.
Blue Heron French Cheese Company


I was excited to investigate X’quequen (eggy-kay-gun) the Cenote at Zipnup, approximately 4 Km south west of Vallalodid.




