Mr. Speaker, I rise to include in the Record the remarks of my constituent, William B. Gould IV, Professor Emeritus at Stanford Law School, at the unveiling of a statue of his great-grandfather who escaped slavery to serve in the Navy…
Mr. Speaker, I rise to include in the Record the remarks of my constituent, William B. Gould IV, Professor Emeritus at Stanford Law School, at the unveiling of a statue of his great-grandfather who escaped slavery to serve in the Navy during the Civil War.
Unveiling of the Statue of William B. Gould [1837-1923]: The Flame Kept
Alive
Delivered by William B. Gould IV, Gould Park--Dedham, Massachusetts,
May 28, 2023
On behalf of the entire Gould Family on this 100th
commemoration of William B. Gould's death here in Dedham,
today I express our thanks to Dedham's citizens who made this
day possible. Specifically, Joe Castiglione, Voice of the
Boston Red Sox and my friend for nearly forty years, for his
kindness in accepting this position as Master of Ceremonies
of this event.
And I thank Father Wayne L. Belschner of St. Mary's Roman
Catholic Church which William B. Gould helped construct in
the 1880s. I shall never forget your eloquent and vivid
speech 18 months ago here in Dedham about him and his work
and I thank you for it.
And thank you Father Chitral De Mel, Rector of the Church
of the Good Shepard here, where we attended the Eucharist
this morning and where the first four of the six William
Benjamin Goulds were baptized.
Penultimately, thank you Pablo Eduardo for your fine
artistry in sculpting this statue of my great-grandfather.
Finally. I thank Brian Keaney, who along with Dan Hart, and
so many others here in Dedham discovered William B. Gould
three years ago and set in motion a chain of events which
have led to this day.
``Bring the good old bugle, boys, we'll sing another song''
writes Henry C. Work when he wrote Marching Through Georgia
which my father sang to us so often in our New Jersey
household.
``Sing it with a spirit that will start the world along--
Sing it as we used to sing it, fifty thousand strong, While
we were marching through Georgia.''
These words, sung with gusto by my father, along with the
Battle Hymn of the Republic, have been with me since
childhood and throughout my three decade long search for my
great grandfather, gone from this world thirteen years before
my birth.
As we arrived in Boston a few days ago after a visit to
Savannah, Georgia, I thought anew about those days,
reflecting upon General Sherman's great ``march to the sea''
when ``treason fled before us'' as the United States marched
through Georgia and presented a Christmas present of Savannah
to President Lincoln.
Two decades ago, when some of the Gould Family traveled to
Wilmington, North Carolina, William B. Gould's birthplace and
the
site of his audacious escape from slavery to join the United
States Navy in the War of the Rebellion, we noted the absence
of any statues for the Black veterans of that conflict.
Contrarily, we noted the many Confederate statues throughout
the country, a phenomenon made graphic today as some have
been pulled down, relocated or destroyed. In Wilmington in
2003 I said:
``. . . There is little or no mention or acknowledgment of
the black military involvement in this effort, the ``holiest
of all causes'' as William B. Gould called it, to obtain the
New World's central political and legal achievement.''
Statues cannot be viewed as neutral and they do not exist
in a vacuum. They project the memories of the past and the
values associated with them. Their oldest confirmed examples
of stone and portrait are said to be before recorded history,
35,000 to 45,000 years ago. When the time capsules contained
within this statue are opened, one hundred and two hundred
years from now, it may be that William B. Gould's values,
expressed in war and in peace here in Dedham, will in some
way shape or promote the discussions of future generations.
Of course. it was my father. William B. Gould III, raised
here on the Boston-Dedham boundary line, who truly lit the
spark for this day. It was he who bequeathed the cadence of
the Civil War, its' principles. music, literature and
knowledge of its military battles as part of our upbringing.
It was he who found the diary itself here in Dedham. It was
he who manifested an ever courteous reverence toward my great
uncles who had fought in France in World War I. It was he who
kept the name alive.
On this Memorial Day weekend, we remember the first William
B. Gould's service to the United States and his well-written
words at sea in 1865. ``We were born under the Flag of the
Union and we never will know no other.'' he said in response
to ideas which abounded before and during the War about Black
colonization in Africa, while pursuing Confederate vessels
near Southampton, Great Britain. ``My sentiment is the
sentiment of the people of the states'', he said. And for my
great grandfather, this flag was the ``Flag of Right'' and
``the Flag of Equality.''
This day marks honor for that commitment and for those
previously forgotten. For until my father discovered the
diary and the citizens of Dedham took notice of it three
years ago, William B. Gould had been forgotten. To be
forgotten was illustrative of what I described a number of
years ago, i.e., ``. . . the old order against which my
parents had struggled. In their day the struggle was against
hopeless odds--hopeless because all who possessed African
blood were isolated, ridiculed, despised--and thus regarded
as unfit for occupations and work that the white man was
willing to perform.'' It was the forgotten who, in the words
of the Book of Common Prayer, ``travail'' and are ``heavy
laden.'' This is what William B. Gould had in mind when, in
his diary, he railed against the tearing of ``benighted
Africans'' from their ``loved homes on the free plains of
Africa's shores'' to be ``transferred to the Wilderness of
America so that they would become ``. . . the Hewers of the
Wood and Drawers of Water to clear their Land, to Build their
Cittys and feed their Mouths?''
I cannot speak for what William B. Gould would say about
the current discussion and debate on recompense or
reparations and what form, if any, they should take. But
today we can experience firsthand the exhilaration of victory
at sea as well as on land, the conclusion of what, in his
Second Inaugural Address President Lincoln called ``the
bondman's two hundred and fifty years of unrequited toil''
and ``every drop of blood drawn with the lash.''
In 2023, these wounds still exist in our country today more
than one hundred and sixty years after William B. Gould's
service. For his generation of family and war comrades, who
were ever devoted to full freedom and equality, surely today
he would want us to repair the inequality in our country, as
he did through his work, with great care and honesty. As St.
Mary's parishioners know today, he was a smart, capable and
practical craftsman who worked with his mind as well as his
hands. He would be, as he was then, promoting that which is
compatible with Lincoln's overriding goal to ``bind up the
nation's wounds'' so that we may live with equity in dignity
with respect for one another.
Thank you. Dedham, Massachusetts, for this honor to William
B. Gould. God bless you in your efforts to reflect upon the
past and affect the future.