The ultimate American traitor, Benedict Arnold’s life was much more complicated
Arnold, wounded at Saratoga
As the sound of fighting reached Arnold in his tent in the vicinity of General Gates, again comfortably headquartered out of harm’s way, the demoted general could not stand staying out of battle and suddenly climbed on his horse and headed rapidly into the conflict. Although Gates sent an aide to personally order Benedict Arnold off of the battlefield, this aide would never catch up with him. Arnold spent the rest of the day leading several counterattacks, so visible at the head of several American assaults that it seemed miraculous that he was not killed. Upon successfully seizing British fortifications after hand to hand combat, Arnold was inevitably wounded in the same leg injured previously in Quebec, his dead horse compounding wounds by falling on top of him. With the British Army in full retreat, Arnold was carried behind the lines on a litter.
General John Burgoyne, by Joshua Reynolds
Washington became aware of a new British invasion in the Hudson Valley, this time commanded not by the plodding, deliberate Governor Carleton but by the flamboyant John Burgoyne. Understanding that the current commanders of the colonial forces in the area, Philip Schuyler and Horatio Gates, having already surrendered Fort Ticonderoga without firing a shot, would be greatly aided by the addition of the aggressive and daring Arnold, Washington decided to involve him in the defense of the region.
Burgoyne surrenders to Gates, October 17, 1777
Burgoyne’s 1,000 casualties underlined the overwhelming 3-1 manpower disadvantage he now faced. Reluctantly, after meeting with whatever general staff that had not been killed, he came to the unavoidable decision to surrender, which occurred officially on October 17. This stunning defeat of a battle tested, traditional British army at the hands of what was considered an undisciplined, under equipped rabble sent shock waves throughout Europe.
Site of Benedict Arnold’s battle wound at Saratoga. His name is not inscribed on the monument
Benedict Arnold is the ultimate American traitor, his life was actually much more complicated
Peggy Shippen, sketched by John Andre
During the British occupation, Peggy Shippen interacted closely with several British officers and enjoyed a flirtation with Major John Andre, a member of British commander Sir Henry Clinton’s staff. Peggy continued to communicate with Andre after the British retreat from Philadelphia and when the British officer was appointed to head Clinton’s intelligence efforts, the Arnolds exploited this connection.
John Andre
On Arnold’s behalf, A Philadelphia loyalist named Joseph Stansbury covertly met personally with Andre in New York City and established ground rules for communication by letter involving secret code and invisible ink. Throughout 1779 Arnold provided Andre and Sir Henry Clinton information about troop movements. When he began to request large sums of money for his defection, Andre made it clear that this must involve the surrender of a major army or military installation.
John Andre, self portrait the day of his execution
At noon on October 2, 1780, when he was conveyed to a peach orchard in Tappan, NY, nearby the stone house where he was confined, John Andre was greeted by a gathering of over two thousand people. By then, his story had gripped the public imagination. Accounts of the British officer toasting his captors and insisting that they remain in good cheer and sending a distraught servant from his presence “until you can show yourself more manly,” had only endeared him further as a tragic hero merely doing his duty. Andre, a gifted artist, blithely sketched a self-portrait on the day before his execution and as he walked briskly to the gallows he is said to have only hesitated when he saw that he was to be hanged and not shot.
Idealized version of Andre’s capture
Although the three men who detained John Andre, John Paulding, Isaac Van Wert and Daniel Williams have entered the history books as heroes of the Revolution, they were in fact thugs operating in the shadow of British lines, intent on robbing any loyalists who happened into their midst. When Andre approached their hiding place near what is now the Tarrytown Sleepy Hollow border the three suddenly darted out onto the road and detained Andre at musket point. Andre, confused by Paulding’s Hessian coat worn to facilitate an escape from a British jail in New York City only days earlier, believed that he had to be way beyond British lines. He blurted out that he was a British officer and was glad to be among friends. Informed roughly that he was among Americans, Andre tried to backtrack and protest that he was actually on official business from General Arnold and presented his pass. Aggressively intent on money, his three captors ignored Andre’s threats of Arnold’s retribution and forced him into the woods. Correctly understanding that he was a British officer, they insisted that he must have valuables, stripped him naked and found only his gold watch and a few continental dollars that Smith had given him. Leaving Andre wearing only his boots they even ripped apart his coat and his saddle in search of cash. Convinced it had to be somewhere they finally forced him to take off his footwear, revealing the folded papers in one of his stockings. Only Paulding was barely literate but he quickly deduced that Andre was a spy.
Hanging of John Andre
Although Washington conducted a brief negotiation with Henry Clinton, the price he demanded for Andre’s freedom was impossible to meet. Arnold for Andre, a trade that would have contradicted British military regulations regarding deserters. Clinton refused, also having personally guaranteed Arnold’s safety if the plot failed, but asked for a postponement to allow for an official meeting in which the case could be reviewed. Clinton also enlisted Benedict Arnold to compose a letter threatening Washington with retribution against the numerous captives under British control. By the time this letter was delivered, Andre’s fate had been sealed. Although his hand is said by observers to have been shaking, George Washington personally signed the order for John Andre’s execution for ”treason against the United States.” He refused Andre’s last request that he be shot by firing squad. Washington reasoned that Andre was a spy and spies are to be hanged and he did not want to appear to be softening during one of the darkest periods of the Revolution.
Peggy Shippen and daughter, painted after she fled to England
But, probably realizing that he was going nowhere in Britain, Arnold purchased a ship and attempted to rebuild the trading business that he successfully conducted before the revolution. He downsized his household, left his wife and family in London and moved to St. John, New Brunswick, Canada. Spending much of his time at sea, Arnold had several business conflicts, was involved in a suspicious warehouse fire and even fathered an illegitimate son. His unpopularity was such that he decided to sell all of his holdings in 1791 and return to London.
Possibly ironic inscription on Arnold’s last London address
The last five years of Arnold’s life were a dreary existence in which his health failed, his eldest son died during military service in Jamaica and his only daughter suffered a stroke that left her an invalid. His wife also was greatly affected by her social isolation and while she remained with her husband and handled his business affairs, her letters indicate a household permeated with economic uncertainty and despair.
The London tombstone of Benedict Arnold
Although a plaque in the basement of tiny St. Mary’s Church in Battersea, London memorializes Arnold, his wife and daughter, in fact Arnold’s remains lie unidentified in a common grave that resulted from a renovation of the church over a century later. The stone tablet was actually donated in 2004 by an American who felt that Arnold’s initial achievements in the Revolution were not properly acknowledged. Its basement location is currently occasionally used as a parish kindergarten so the memorial shares space with various children’s drawings and a fish tank. So obscure is this monument that it can only be viewed by special appointment, a legacy in keeping with Benedict Arnold’s all consuming personal bitterness.
Ronald Wayne Van Zant was born on January 15, 1948. His father Lacey, was a long haul trucker and his mother Marion, nicknamed “Sister”, was a part time doughnut shop employee and the fundamental caregiver of the family’s six children. Even as a young person, Ronnie had ambitions to escape the lower middle class enclave he grew up in which was literally known as “Shantytown.”
Lynyrd Skynyrd, 1973. Ronnie Van Zant is second from the right. Ed King is to his right, Gary Rossington to his left
Typically, warmup bands for the Who were booed off the stage and even pelted with debris. But, limited to a 30 minute set, Lynyrd Skynyrd won the crowd over and even prompted demands for their own encore. Watching this performance, the Who entourage and their manager Peter Rudge were impressed. Nothing of this nature had ever happened before and Rudge, who managed both the Who and The Rolling Stones, took note.
Hell House
Kooper was immediately impressed by the band’s preparation and focus, all business once they entered the recording studio. This came from years of rehearsals at the band practice space at a location dubbed “Hell House.” This shack, in the middle of nowhere on the outskirts of Jacksonville was an un-air conditioned, uninsulated dwelling that made for extremely unpleasant conditions, especially during the humid, 90 plus degree days of summer. The location, on a 90 acre plot of isolated property, was an alternative to suburban spaces that usually were subject to local resident complaints and police interruption. 12 hour days at Hell House made the relative luxury of a professional recording studio a welcome alternative.
Heading into the recording studio, Skynyrd added two important elements to the band. Ed King met Skynyrd when they were the warmup band for The Strawberry Alarm Clock. King had written this group’s top ten one hit wonder “Incense and Peppermint,” and jumped at the chance to be the third guitar in Skynyrd’s unique three lead guitar makeup.
Skynyrd, 1977, Steve Gaines is second from right, Artimus Pyle is right behind him in the second row.
Ed King would eventually be replaced by the brother of backup singer Cassie Gaines. Steve Gaines was struggling to make a living with obscure Midwestern bands when Ronnie finally agreed to let him play a few songs in a mid 1976 concert appearance. Gaines was impressive and fit in neatly with the three guitar concept and formally joined Skynyrd in time for their live album, “One More From the road,” recorded live at Atlanta’s Fox theater in July of 1976. Uncharacteristically, he was not a heavy drinker or drug abuser
Artimus Pyle
Bob Burns had been replaced by a 6’ 2”, 200 pound ex-marine named Artimus Pyle, who provided even more personality to the lineup. Van Zant once commented, “We keep him in a cage and feed him raw meat and only let him out when it is time to play.”
Ronnie Van Zant current grave marker.
Unfortunately, even in death, Ronnie Van Zant has been subjected to chaos and turbulence. On June 29th, 2000, at the Jacksonville Memory Gardens cemetery, vandals broke into the marble monuments containing the remains of Van Zant and Steve Gaines. Although this act was initially described as a prank to confirm the urban legend that Van Zant was buried in a Neil Young t-shirt, it was actually a depraved and destructive endeavor that left Van Zant’s apparently unopended coffin completely outside of its resting place. Additionally the plastic bag containing Steve Gaines’ cremated remains was punctured with about one per cent of its contents removed. No arrests were ever made following the incident and Van Zant was reburied in what was initially a secret location. This was eventually revealed to be next to his parents’ graves at the Riverside Memorial Park in Jacksonville, today denoted by a small marker. However, this time, family and cemetery officials took extreme precautions, entombing Ronnie in a deep, concrete vault that would be immovable without an excavator that could lift several tons. Besides a Neil Young t-shirt, it is also rumored that Ronnie Van Zant was buried with his favorite cane fishing pole and snakeskin hat, although it is ironic that this ultimate free bird will also spend eternity encased in cement.
Information for this podcast came from the books, “Whiskey Bottles and Brand New Cars: The Fast Life and Sudden Death of Lynyrd Skynyrd,” by Mark Ribowsky
The intro music is “Town of 24 Bars,” by Unicorn Heads. Outro for part one is “Please Tell Me,” by Silent Partner and the outro for part 2 is “St. Francis,” by Josh Lippi and The Overtimers.
W. C. Fields was born William Claude Dukenfield on January 29, 1880 in Darby, Pennsylvania. His parents, James and Kate, were English immigrants of modest means, his mother a homemaker and his father appropriately enough at the time of his son’s birth, an innkeeper and bartender.
Fields, in his Broadway years
Fields scraped together some money, relocated and made the rounds of the numerous NY agents and bookers that funneled entertainers to the hundreds of venues around the city, but without any references or solid experience, this venture was doomed from the outset. Fields quickly ran out of cash and had no choice but to return home, the only tangible result of his brief move a lifelong loathing of Philadelphia, which, after his exposure to the bustling sophistication of Manhattan, struck him as backward and dull.
Fields in “The Old Fashioned Way,” with Baby LeRoy
WC Fields would whip through several solid performances during the remainder of 1933 and 1934: “Six of a Kind,“ “You’re Telling Me,“ and “The Old Fashioned Way.” Stuck in the middle of these efforts were Fields’ least favorite role as “Humpty-Dumpty” in “Alice in Wonderland, and the dreadful “Mrs. Wiggs of the Cabbage Patch,” which finally proved to the Paramount brass that casting Fields as a secondary character was a mistake.
Recent photo of Fields’ DeMille Drive home, Los Feliz section of Los Angeles
To much excitement, it was announced that Fields would next team up with Mae West. One of America’s biggest stars in the mid-thirties, West, now aged 43, had also recently been cut loose by Paramount after her popularity waned. Months would pass before a script and director would be selected, the result of Fields’ cantankerous and territorial approach to his participation. Surprisingly, the two actors were able to co-exist and what was eventually entitled “My Little Chickadee,” came to pass. The film was a commercial success but West was apparently embittered by the experience in which Fields was paid substantially more, got a dubious screenwriting credit and she received poor reviews that caused Universal to pass on another more expensive option for a second film. She would disparage Fields for the rest of her life.
WC Fields as Wilkins Micawber in David Copperfield
Charles Laughton, against his better judgment, had been persuaded to take the key role of Wilkins Micawber and after three days of shooting, the skilled actor was convinced that he was completely unsuitable to continue. Reluctantly, Selznick and director George Cukor set about getting the man they had initially contemplated casting: WC Fields. Because he was under contract with Paramount, the actor would not come cheap and Fields, always mindful of money and sensing he had MGM over a barrel, held out for $50,000 for two weeks work.
Fields On Radio, March, 1938
With Paramount reluctant to cast him in anything tangible, Fields decided to head in a different direction and embrace the medium of radio. By 1937, he was appearing on the prestigious Chase and Sanborn hour mostly trading barbs with Edgar Bergen’s ventriloquist dummy, Charlie McCarthy. The radio show quickly became the most popular in the US but the pressure on Fields to perform on a weekly basis was unpleasant and as soon as he got another film from Paramount, he quit.
Fields’ grave at Forest Lawn, Glendale, California
WC Fields died on Christmas Day, 1946. Despite the legal protestations of his wife and son, he was eventually cremated and interred in a vault in Forest Lawn Cemetery. The plaque adorning his ashes merely lists his stage name and the years of his birth and death. Contrary to urban myth, there is no epitaph concerning the city of Philadelphia.