The plane touched down at 12:30 in the afternoon. By 2:00 I was pulling into the tiny parking area of a non-descript building in a well-seasoned area of Buffalo. This red-brick building was the off-site storage facility, or resource center for the Buffalo History Museum.
At any given time, only a fraction of any major museum's artifacts are on display. The rest are carefully stored, restored, maintained and eventually staged by a select few who are the rock stars of museum-dom. I rang the bell at the door and was soon met by the building's only occupant, Director of Museum Collections Walter Mayer.
I recall being impressed by artifacts in a lobby/reception area, but I'm a little embarrassed to admit that what was to follow was so extraordinary that it occupied all of my accessible memory; it would take hypno-therapy to recall the details of the lobby, I'm afraid.
We passed through one or two key-padded doors and I soon found myself standing in a massive room populated by hundreds, maybe thousands of ghosts. Masses of all shapes and sizes were enshrouded in white sheets; lights in the room took a full minute to fully intensify, which served to enhance the drama of the moment. Mr. Mayer explained that the area we were standing in contained the items that would be on display at the museum proper in two weeks. He walked me to a ghost and removed its cover. There in front of my was Michael Wiedrich in full color. This was the original portrait completed in 1892 by A.E. Elsasser.

Looking upon the man's face helped to personalize my interactions with other artifacts in the room. I noticed a few uncovered items in the room, presumably the artifacts Mr. Mayer was busy preparing when I interrupted his afternoon's work. I glanced at a pistol on a table, because, well, I'm a guy...a Texan no less...and guns played a significant role in my career. I gave it little more than a glance as we walked on, and before I knew it, Mr. Mayer was holding up the Holy Grail of this trip.
Michael Wiedrich's presentation sword and its accompanying scabbard was far more ornate than I had anticipated. I could spend an hour examining the sword itself, and another two with the scabbard, which bears the inscription, "Presented to Lt. Col. Michael Wiedrich by Battery 'I' 1st Regt. N.Y. L. Art." The scabbard further documents the various battles the battery endured. Mr. Meyer placed the sword and scabbard on plexiglass stands so I could photograph it at length. I will now test Blogspot's bandwidth by providing you with closeups of this amazing artifact.

















The five minutes or so I spent with that sword will remain one of the most precious memories in my life. After bidding farewell to it, Mr. Mayer escorted me to another room that extended to the rear of the building. Its massive shelves were reminiscent of the closing scene in Raiders of the Lost Ark, where a box containing the Ark of the Covenant is placed amongst thousands of anonymous crates in a massive warehouse. A sheet was removed from a bulky item on the floor, and I was momentarily relieved to find it was not the Ark (we all know what happens when you look at the Ark), but a plaster version of a familiar piece of art.

This was the plaster rendition of a plaque on the monument dedicated to Wiedrich's Battery at Gettysburg. It was used to produce the mold from which the final product was poured.
My visit to the Resource Center was coming to a close. We exited the back room, and as we passed the table with the pistol, Mr. Mayer, in mid stride declared, "That's the gun that was used to assassinate President McKinley." Wait...what? It couldn't be...it was just sitting there, with no fanfare, a few expended bullets beside it, along with a handkerchief it had been wrapped in as it fired the fatal round. I'll leave the Googling to you, but this bombshell, though unrelated to my great-great grandfather or his battery, provided a tasty icing on a cake that was already delicious. I correctly assumed it would be best if I did not take photos of the item, so I am borrowing this one from historicalfirearms.com

And thus ended the first hour of my Buffalo historical adventure. Next up: a quick trip to the Buffalo History Museum followed by a visit to the Soldiers and Sailors Monument and a side-jaunt to a natural wonder.
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