The war had ground to an unceremonious stalemate; it had not gone to plan for both the British and Americans. The Americans continued believing that the Canadians would welcome them as liberators rather than invaders and join them in an easy campaign to free them all from the shackles of the Crown and a distant parliament. The British believed that once Napoleon was safely taken care of, a series of campaigns on the eastern seaboard would help the Americans sue for peace on British terms. None of that happened. Instead, the Americans were left to command a small sliver along the Detroit River of UpperRead More →

The penultimate battle of the War of 1812, at least in the eyes of the Americans, and the final big battle in the entire war. By the middle of November 1814, the war in Upper Canada had all but finished for the campaign season, in Ghent the negotiations for peace continued, and if they went well, the war would not return. But for the United States, the war was far from over and far closer to home. Everything that the government feared would happen with Napoleon’s abdication happened. In June of 1814, a force under General John Sherbrooke captured 100 miles of coastline in whatRead More →

I was very happy that I could make it down to New Orleans during the bicentennial years of the War of 1812, even though I cut it close. But here he is, immortalized in Jackson Square, President Andrew Jackson. Jackson was the general in command of the defence of New Orleans during the British assault on the city, which through his actions and poor planning and leadership on the British side, won the battle for the Americans and propelled Jackson to the office of the President. And here he sits still today, very close to the French Quarter. I wish I had more time toRead More →