Stratford Hall is the home of the Lee's. Yes, those Lees of Virginia. Robert E. Lee's father lost the home when Robert was only 4. Thus the home is not decorated in the Civil War period. It is decorated as it would be in Colonial Times. For the only two bothers to sign the Declaration of independence and Henry "Light Horse" Lee. Robert's father. When you get there they have a guide to show you around. Ours was a name called John. He portrayed an indentured servant.
They asked that no pictures be taken inside the Hall. It is so pretty inside. All period furniture.
We had lunch at the dining hall. It was a buffet, country ham, fried chicken, coleslaw, etc. Truly southern food. Even bread pudding for dessert. Lon crawled around the entire place several times. He defiantly had the wiggles, being held all through the house tour. The lady at the lunch place said that the cliffs over looking the River were very nice, so after lunch we went and looked. 
It was not too far from the house, it would have been a very pleasant walk. 
Grandma Phis gave Lon is first lollipop. A dumdum pop. He knew exactly what to do with it, without anyone telling him how.
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