I started this with nothing.  Sitting in my advisor's office on the second floor of Sharpe House, I was unnaturally nervous.  I could feel my heart beating through my shirt; when Professor Jacoby agreed to work with me on my senior thesis, I finally began to relax.  Without anything more than a vague notion of a topic, I was unsure of how I would be accepted.  Professors always try and act like they want to see students outside of class, but going into that office with floor-to-ceiling bookshelves is still intimidating.

I knew I wanted to write about something that happened in Rhode Island, because there is such a wealth of information in this small state that I wanted to explore.  My advisor, agreeing with me, suggested I take a look at King Philip's War, which had begun and ended in nearby Bristol.