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Travel With Terry
Washington and Lee – The Early Years
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Although I was born and raised in Maryland, my roots on my mother’s side go way back to early colonial Virginia. I am not a member of the FFV (First Families of Virginia) club, but I am pretty close.
I fell in love with Virginia from an early age, having visited relatives there on a number of occasions while growing up. And, from an early age, I became acquainted with the rich heritage of the Old Dominion state.
In my previous article I was telling you about my visit to two early and very historic colonial brick churches in the eastern part of Virginia. Everywhere you turn, it seems, history lurks about, just waiting to pounce upon the unsuspecting traveler.

