Last Friday as you all know we went to the Hattie Weber Museum of Davis. I was really surprised at the amount of historical pieces that could be put into such a small building, and there was even more in storage! I have always liked learning about the history of the place you live in because there are so many secrets that go around unsaid. In my hometown seniors had to complete a senior project at the end of the year. For mine I job shadowed a historian, during which I researched old newspapers, conducted interviews and gathered historical pieces to make my own museum display about my high school’s history in my high school’s library. It was extremely interesting and I learned a lot about my school that I didn’t learn in all of my 4 years there. During the project I also visited historical buildings and the local Museum and Historical Society. In a way the Hattie Weber Museum in Davis reminds me of the Historical Society in Lompoc. A small, rarely visited place that is one of the greatest treasure troves in all of town. There you learn things about a different age that never crossed your mind before. It shows a part of life that is gone, but is still all around you, shaping the world seen in your eyes today. People pass by these things not knowing what they are missing. The pieces, the pictures, all have a unique story to tell that is on the brink of being forgotten. It’s not just words on a paper, but a person that deserves respect. One day it will be us on those displays. I greatly appreciate the people who help out as much as they can to see the preservation of these memories in the collective. As I walked around the museum I couldn’t help imagining what it was like, living then, when things were different. The old typewriter would be shiny new, and the record player would be playing the top single of the day. These pieces were never meant for displays and have become twisted by time, but they are the best we have to appreciate the past. The flip display revealed some pictures, windows through time that caught my eye. I saw some pictures of an unusual thing, Boy Scouts. I was surprised at the documentation of such an obscure and rarely seen part of culture, and as a Boy Scout myself, felt a strong connection to the topic. As a new resident of Davis like so many others, it is difficult to really stumble upon something that has already been a part of you. I want to learn more about that, and I hope we can visit the Boy Scout Cabin in one of our classes. If anyone wants to learn about Boy Scouts, it is a topic I know very well and can tell you a lot about. Besides that, I really liked how there was a great variety of things from all periods of Davis, from its founding to the present day. This trip we took really opened my eyes to the fact that Davis is not only the location of a school, but a place to live like any other place: a home, a future. I know that there is so much more to learn about the history of Davis, and I can’t wait to discovery what remains unseen. I will definitely visit the Hattie Weber Museum again.