The Pillory Shot

Here it is, by request, the photograph many of you have been expecting, the one photo every Colonial Williamsburg visitor feels compelled to take.



I was caught shopping while on sentry duty. The lashings, I suppose, shall come next.

Incidentally, more than two dozen people -- strangers, all -- have asked me to pose for pictures with them today. It doesn't matter that I am only a patriotically dressed visitor. This evening I was approached for pictures at least three more times while wearing my fancy silk jacket and breeches. And I love it, even though it can be "a glorious burden," as I told one visitor.