Francis Scott Key and Baltimore’s Inner Harbor
Posted by Dylan on November 30, 2009“The Star Spangled Banner”, the national anthem of the United States. When the song plays, no matter where you are, in a Chicago pub or a Baltimore restaurant, there will be something that tugs you to your feet. I had not thought of myself as particularly patriotic. But one summer, I was sitting outside in San Diego, California. We were at a performance of the San Diego Symphony for the Fourth of July celebration. The music was great. And then they played the song, the anthem. As I sat there listening, the fireworks illuminating the sky, I got tears in my eyes, that made their way to my cheeks. My college boyfriend looked at me with a question on his face. I was a little punk rocker…”America this and America that”…we complained about America in our college days. Many people complain about the country. But when that music played it hit me, just what people went through in order for us to have what we have.
I imagined Francis Scott Key, just a man, just a lawyer who was setting out to rescue his friend, Dr. William Beanes. Just a man held captive on a boat while the British attacked Fort McHenry and the Baltimore Harbor. Everyone knows the story, about how through the blaze and the bombs, Key saw the the American flag, still flying above Fort McHenry while the smoke still hung thick in the air. A man was really standing there seeing that, it is not a myth nor a legend but a truth, and that is what brought tears to my eyes so many years after the fact, sitting at a performance by a symphony in Southern California.
One man stood there and finished the last lines of a poem he had been working on. He wrote it on an old envelope and gave it to Captain Benjamin Eades. Eades later that night, climbed upon a chair in an old tavern and sung the poem to the tune of “Anacreon in Heaven”. Before he was finished, the crowd in the pub was singing along. That is why now, when the song plays, there is something that tugs you to stand. It is not only the big history of the country, but the small history of one man who was just simply trying to rescue his friend from the British. Everything was being blown up around him, and dirty and wounded and held captive on a ship, he wrote a song about a flag. A song about a group of people who just did not give up.