When my husband's 80-year-old grandparents announced they were flying from Abilene, Texas to visit us in Albany, I started racking my brain for what they might be interested in seeing while they were here. When I came across the information about FDR's Presidential Library and Museum in Poughkeepsie, my husband and I knew they would love it.
I have to admit, my first memories of the image of Franklin Delano Roosevelt weren't from a classroom or a history book. I will never be able to get out of my head the scene in Annie when FDR and Little Orphan Annie sing "Tomorrow" together...I loved that movie so much I was Annie for Halloween three years in a row and I named my cat (our family didn't do dogs) Sandy!
With 13 Presidential Libraries across the country, Brett and I've knocked three off the list with this visit. We learned on our tour that FDR was the one who started the whole idea of Presidential Libraries in the first place. He decided Presidential papers were an important part of the national heritage and should be accessible to the public. His library in Hyde Park sits close to his home near the Hudson River.
Brett, Peggy & Don at Franklin's house
As a kid, I grew up thinking FDR was Teddy's cousin, the guy in the wheelchair and a great singer (the whole Annie perception). I really didn't remember that he was a New Yorker and a former governor of the state. We learned that he was the first president to speak on television, the first president to have his own presidential aircraft and the first president whose mother was allowed to vote for him! Although he was buried in the backyard (always reminds me of Elvis at Graceland) it was a beautiful property with a rich history. His museum was filled with tons of cool stuff like his Oval Office desk, but then they had a huge lock of his hair that his mom had saved from his childhood that was just creepy!
My husband is notoriously a slow and methodical reader when it comes to places like this. He reads EVERYTHING! I can finish looking at an entire museum and he will still be on the first exhibit. It didn't take long for me to figure out which side of the family that trait came from! The Garrett Grandparents loved the FDR library and no one even noticed that I hummed "Tomorrow" in the car all the way home.