Showing posts with label Real History. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Real History. Show all posts

Sunday, November 9, 2025

History and Myth

Canadians at Ypres
William Barnes-Wollen
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I have always been interested in the First World War and may head down that road in a future fictional vignette. The war was complex yet has been over-simplified by many because of it's essentially leading directly to the Second World War, a far vaster conflict. Now that second war was due mainly to the efforts of one man, Adolf Hitler. Say what you will, but I believe that no Hitler would have meant no war in Europe. I could be wrong, but it's too late anyway. Japan was still a problem in Asia, regardless of Germany, just ask China.

Growing up I was taught history, sometimes by very good teachers, sometimes by the hugely incompetent, and far too often by teachers who were biding their time until retirement. Far too many people, and I blame boring academics for this, find history to be dull and dry. When it's written by someone whose job is teaching at a university, it often is dull and dry. They pass that on to their less talented students, who often end up teaching.

So expect more on The Great War in the months to come. For now, here's a really good video by the folks at History Hit, narrated by one of my favorites, Dan Snow. These folks make history anything but boring, please turn your attention to 10 Big Myths of World War One.

Enjoy.



Well done, History Hit!



Tuesday, June 10, 2025

It Might Be Time ...

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Those who study such things, or simply know how to pay attention, knew that this would come. L.A. that is. Like the spoiled brats they are, the Left goes apeshit when they don't get their way.

But like ABC said, it's just folks having fun watching cars burning.

Nero, call your office.

Those who know their history might agree that it's time to "give them a whiff."

Or perhaps a little more precision is required, Peter Grant might be on to something.

Sorry to be so bloody minded today, but this nonsense needs to end.

As for me, I'm glad I'm on vacation, many miles from the effing insanity.

Your mileage may vary.

Be careful out there ...



Wednesday, June 4, 2025

The Battle of Midway, 83 Years Ago

Torpedo Squadron SIX (VT-6) TBD-1 aircraft are prepared for launching on USS Enterprise (CV-6) at about 0730–0740, 4 June 1942. Eleven of the 14 TBDs launched from Enterprise are visible. Three more TBDs and ten F4F fighters must still be pushed into position before launching can begin. The TBD in the left front is Number 2 (Bureau No. 1512), flown by Ensign Severin L. Rombach and Aviation Radioman 2nd Class W. F. Glenn. Along with eight other VT-6 aircraft, this plane and its crew were lost attacking Japanese aircraft carriers somewhat more than two hours later. USS Pensacola (CA-24) is in the right distance and a destroyer is in plane guard position at left (80-G-41686).
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Midway is not a battle I post about every year, the last time was 2019, which is now six years ago. (In my mind 2019 wasn't that long ago, though in some ways it's now, to me, a very long time ago. Three more grandkids were born over that time!)

As I was looking through the archives this post popped out. I thought it was fitting to rerun this today.

Never forget those who gave that "last full measure of devotion."

I don't.





U.S. Navy Douglas SBD-3 "Dauntless" dive bombers from scouting squadron VS-8 from the aircraft carrier USS Hornet (CV-8) approaching the burning Japanese heavy cruiser Mikuma to make the third set of attacks on her, during the Battle of Midway, 6 June 1942. Mikuma had been hit earlier by strikes from Hornet and USS Enterprise (CV-6), leaving her dead in the water and fatally damaged. Note bombs hung beneath the SBDs.
Some of those who paid the cost of victory:

Torpedo 8
Standing (L-R): Owens, Ensign Fayle (transferred); Waldron, R.A. Moore, J.M. Moore, Evans, Teats, Cambell.
Kneeling (L-R): Ellison, Kenyon, Gray, sole survivor Gay, Woodson, Creamer, Miles.
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VT-8's first and best-known combat mission came during the Battle of Midway on 4 June 1942. Flying obsolete Douglas TBD Devastators, all of Lieutenant Commander John C. Waldron's fifteen planes were shot down during their unescorted torpedo attack on Imperial Japanese Navy aircraft carriers. The squadron failed to damage any Japanese carriers or destroy enemy aircraft.

Only one member of VT-8 who flew from Hornet on that day survived in the action, Ensign George Gay. Ensign Gay was rescued the day following the battle. Torpedo 8 was afterwards awarded the American Presidential Unit Citation. (Source)
USS Yorktown (CV-5) burning after the first attack by Japanese dive bombers during the Battle of Midway.
Major ship losses of the Imperial Japanese Navy -

Battle of Midway, June 1942. The burning Japanese heavy cruiser Mikuma, photographed from a U.S. Navy aircraft during the afternoon of 6 June 1942, after she had been bombed by planes from USS Enterprise (CV-6) and USS Hornet (CV-8). Note her third eight-inch gun turret, with roof blown off and barrels at different elevations, Japanese Sun insignia painted atop the forward turret and wrecked midships superstructure. Official U.S. Navy Photograph, now in the collections of the National Archives.
Japanese heavy cruiser Mikuma sinking on 6 June 1942.
The burning Japanese aircraft carrier Hiryū, photographed by a Yokosuka B4Y aircraft from the carrier Hosho shortly after sunrise on 5 June 1942. Hiryū sank a few hours later. Note collapsed flight deck at right. Part of the forward elevator is standing upright just in front of the island, where it had been thrown by an explosion in the hangar.
Yorktown's VB-3, commanded by Max Leslie, went for Sōryū, scoring at least three hits and causing extensive damage. Some of Leslie's bombers did not have bombs as they were accidentally released when the pilots attempted to use electrical arming switches. Nevertheless, Leslie and others still dove, strafing carrier decks and providing cover for those who had bombs. Gasoline ignited, creating an "inferno", while stacked bombs and ammunition detonated. VT-3 targeted Hiryū, which was hemmed in by Sōryū, Kaga, and Akagi, but achieved no hits.
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Death of Akagi.
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Within six minutes, Sōryū and Kaga were ablaze from stem to stern, as fires spread through the ships. Akagi, having been struck by only one bomb, took longer to burn, but the resulting fires quickly expanded and soon proved impossible to extinguish; she too was eventually consumed by flames and had to be abandoned. All three carriers remained temporarily afloat, as none had suffered damage below the waterline, other than the rudder damage to Akagi caused by the near miss close astern. Despite initial hopes that Akagi could be saved or at least towed back to Japan, all three carriers were eventually abandoned and scuttled. (Source)
Death of Kaga.
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The butcher's bill -

Japanese Losses:
  • 4 fleet carriers sunk
  • 1 heavy cruiser sunk
  • 1 heavy cruiser damaged
  • 248 aircraft destroyed
  • 3,057 killed
  • 37 captured
American Losses:
  • 1 fleet carrier sunk
  • 1 destroyer sunk
  • ~150 aircraft destroyed
  • 307 killed, including 3 killed as prisoners
Of the six Japanese carriers involved in the attack on Pearl Harbor - Akagi, Kaga, Sōryū, Hiryū, Shōkaku, and Zuikaku - only Shōkaku, and Zuikaku were left. They would join Akagi, Kaga, Sōryū, and Hiryū at the bottom of the sea before the war ended in August of 1945.

Japan had sowed the wind, the reaping of the whirlwind was just beginning...






Wednesday, April 2, 2025

Research? Whazzat?

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So as I continue to dig into my Great-Grandfather's old outfit, I discover that government record keeping can be spotty at times.

I have the muster roll for the 22nd New York Infantry Regiment, a portion of this is shown below -

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My intent in this tale is to stay as close to the historical record as possible, without adhering in such detail as to render the research onerous and the story perhaps boring. In other words, I want to be accurate but not necessarily OCD about it.

I also ran across the 22nd's roster online, which is a bit different than the muster roll. This lists the men alphabetically and (drum roll please) doesn't necessarily match the muster roll.

My Great-Grandfather is on both lists, and the data matches, but there are guys on the muster roll who aren't on the roster. I have yet to determine when the roster was put together, the muster roll was compiled on the 6th of June, 1861. The roster was later. So men were added, removed, etc., no doubt.

Another interesting thing I noticed on the roster is that when a fellow transferred to the regimental band, he was listed as "transferred to band, and appointed musician; discharged, August 15, 1862, by act of Congress." I need to dig deeper there, were musicians not considered members of the armed forces of the United States? Odd that. Saw it more than a few times.

So that's where we're at at the moment, Your Humble Scribe busy digging through the historical record and trying to fill in the basic framework for the story. I did note that my Great-Grandfather's Company K mustered in with three officers, four sergeants, four corporals, two musicians (drummers no doubt), and 64 privates.

The roster lists 38 of those men mustering out with the regiment at the end of their service in 1862. That implies a loss of 39 men over the course of their two years with the Army of the Potomac.

The roster lists deserters, men discharged for disability (sickness perhaps), wounded, captured, and killed. But the record seems to be missing a lot of detail.

Now about those lists, they appear to be typewritten and typewriters weren't invented until after the Civil War. Of course, they probably sent these documents to be printed out much like a newspaper, but they must have started off as handwritten documents. So transcription errors are highly likely.

Still and all, a fascinating thing to dig into.

We'll get back to our story soon. I just finished sending in my taxes and it seems Uncle Sam is getting a big payday this year. I suppose when you're still working and start drawing Social Security, you make quite a bit. And I discovered, like in January, that they do not take taxes out of your Social Security payments. There's reasons for that, but surprise surprise, the government won't tell you squat, you have to ask.

And of course, I didn't know to ask.

Live and learn I suppose.




Saturday, March 29, 2025

The First Iron Brigade

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While doing research for a possible fictional account of the Civil War, I happened to look up my great grandfather's regiment, the 22nd New York Infantry Regiment. Curiosity, perhaps looking for a connection to the story of that regiment which I could use in my fictional account.

Little did I know that his regiment was part of the Iron Brigade, no, not the "black hat boys" of the West, but a regiment composed of Eastern units. These regiments:
  • the 22nd New York,
  • the 24th New York,
  • the 30th New York,
  • the 14th Regiment (New York State Militia, also known as the 14th Brooklyn), and the
  • 2nd U.S. Sharpshooters (sometimes known as Berdan's Sharpshooters).
This Iron Brigade, sometimes known as the Eastern Iron Brigade or the First Iron Brigade had gained their moniker after a march from Catlett's Station to Falmouth, Virginia (29 miles) when Brigadier General Marsena R. Patrick remarked to their brigade commander:

"Your men must be made of iron to make such marches."

Of course, the troops quickly adopted that nickname. (Who wouldn't?) If you chase down the source of the opening photo, you'll see that the Union army had at least three "Iron Brigades," and the Confederacy had one as well. I mean, it is an awesome nickname.

Now my great grandfather is listed on the muster rolls as being 18 years old. (You can read those rolls here. Great-Grandpa Joseph was in Company K.) As the regiment was mustered into service on the 6th of June, 1861, that would mean my ancestor was born in 1843. Family records indicate that he was born in 1840, thus he was actually 21 years old at the time. If the records are accurate.

Now Great Grandpa Joseph was born in Quebec and grew up speaking French. Many of my grandfather's siblings also spoke French (as did my grandfather) and some had no English at all. Perhaps there was a language issue at the time of his enlistment, he wasn't born "Goodrich," according to this (and other sources) -

Joseph Gaudry, alias Goodrich
 
One of the veterans of the civil war in the person of Joseph Gaudry, alias Goodrich, died on the 12th inst. at the St. Johnsbury Hospital at the age of 64 years and six months, after an illness of over three months, which he bore in a truly edifying spirit of Christian resignation and patience. At the opening of the civil war in 1861 Mr. Gaudry enlisted in the 22nd regiment of New York and took part in ten of the principal battles of the war, among them that of Bull Run. He was one of the war pensioners. On his return to Vermont he made his home in Danville. He leaves a wife and seven children, three sons and four daughters, two of whom are married: Mrs. Patrick Demanche and Mrs. Paquin, both of St. Johnsbury. The funeral was held Friday morning from Notre Dame des Victoires church, Rev. J. A. Boissonault officiating.
 
[The Caledonian, St. Johnsbury, Vermont, Wednesday, April 19, 1905, transcribed by Mary Kay Krogman]. Source

It wasn't uncommon for the French to have another sobriquet other than their actual family name. While we see here "Gaudry, alias Goodrich," in French we would see "Gaudry, dit Goodrich." In other words, "Gaudry, called Goodrich." Family tradition has it that perhaps he grew tired of the English speakers mispronouncing his name. (My grandfather, when in his cups, would tell us of our "real" name. He also knew a number of rude songs in French which would cause my mother and grandmother to quickly chase my brothers and me from the room.)

One family legend holds that my great-grandfather was captured at Second Bull Run, very plausible as the 22nd New York suffered the following casualties at that battle -

The regiment lost 10 officers and 42 men killed or mortally wounded, 9 officers and 55 men wounded, and 4 officers and 60 men missing out of 379 engaged. Lieutenant Colonel Thomas was mortally wounded and Captain George Clendon of Company E was wounded. Source

Prisoner exchanges were still being held at this time, so I'm guessing he was either exchanged or turned up a few days after the battle. Missing sometimes means just that, the unit doesn't know where everybody is after a battle, so they're listed as "Missing" unless someone can actually verify that they were seen to be killed or wounded. Battles are messy, confusing affairs, it wasn't unusual for men to be separated from the colors for any number of reasons.

As the record above indicates Great-Grandpa Joseph participated in "ten of the principal battles of the war," he must have been at Antietam, where again the 22nd New York had a rough time -

Commanded by Lieutenant Colonel McKie, the regiment lost 1 officer and 6 men killed or mortally wounded, and 1 officer and 22 men wounded out of 100 engaged while advancing through the Cornfield in the early morning. Source

The muster roll for the 22nd New York shows that Great-Grandpa Joseph was a two-year enlistee. The 22nd went back to New York in June of 1863 (before Gettysburg) and was mustered out of service. The men who had enlisted for three years were sent to the 93rd New York Infantry Regiment. The 93rd was at Gettysburg but was held back as a provost guard. (Minding the baggage, guarding the headquarters, rounding up stragglers, and the like.)

I'm not sure if he mustered out in June 0f 1863 and went home to Vermont, or if he continued in service. I do know that there is a grave marker in St. Johnsbury, Vermont which looks like this -

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The tombstone says "Co.K. 22nd N.Y.INF." which is correct, it was the unit he went to war with, was it his only unit? Did he muster out or did he go on to fight in other battles? Based on personal experience, relatives go through papers and the like after a family member dies and glean what information they can from the available records.

Perhaps they had a copy of the 22nd's muster roll from 1861, perhaps everyone just knew that was the unit he served in. Perhaps Great-Grandpa Joseph told tales of that unit and when he served in it.

I wish I knew.

It is interesting to note that he was with the regiment when it marched through Baltimore on its way to Washington DC -

While transferring between train stations in Baltimore, Private Edward Burge of Company I was shot and killed by a mob. The regiment returned fire, wounding several civilians, before Baltimore police intervened. Source

There was a riot in Baltimore during that time period, Union troops were attacked and there was violence. (Maryland was a very divided state in the Civil War, regiments from Maryland fought on both sides!)

Interestingly, the 1861 muster roll shows no Private Edward Burge as being a member of the 22nd's I Company. However, this source has this to say -

Co. I. Edward Burge, Private. Baltimore Killed June 30, '61

Also this

The Court of Investigation and Inquest connected with the Baltimore affair have, as yet, made no formal report, but upon consultation with a majority of its members, I learn that the preponderance of evidence goes largely to show that private Burge of the Adirondack Rangers was killed by a shot from above; and I have just learned to-day for the first that the word was passed along the left flank, "they are firing on us from the roof." It is, I know, the prevailing belief in Camp, that Burge was killed by a Baltimorean, and furthermore that his death was not unavenged.

Some sources indicate that he was killed by friendly fire, the accounts given in the source above would seem to indicate otherwise. (The source has newspaper accounts and letters from the men of the 22nd during its time in service.)

History leaves behind many mysteries. It's amazing what one might find when you start digging.

Back to my research!



Friday, March 28, 2025

Remembering ...

Looking south from Cemetery Ridge
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When I was on Cemetery Ridge last week, I had a thought to look towards the south. Much has been made of the way the Round Tops dominate the battlefield. Do you see the Copse of Trees, just to the left, centered between the trees and the obelisk? That's Big Round Top. To its left is Little Round Top.

Here's a close up -

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If you look closely, just to the right of the obelisk, you can see the monuments atop Little Round Top, put a couple of Confederate batteries up there and they could have swept the entire Union line.

Here's a view from Little Round Top¹ -

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Look closely to the left of the monument, recognize the obelisk near the Copse of Trees? Yup, Little Round Top dominated the field.

My visit to Gettysburg has very much dominated my thoughts ever since. My brother (a Civil War reenactor and student of that war, he's been there) had told me before I left, "I'm happy that you are going to Gettysburg. Joshua Chamberlain was right. Something does happen inside you when you visit that battlefield."

Left its mark it did. Hallowed ground.

Here's something I wrote a while back about Gettysburg ...





Little Round Top
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In the middle of June in the year 1863, the Confederate Army of Northern Virginia crossed into the state of Maryland, beginning the Confederacy's second, and last, invasion of the United States. On the first day of July, near the small town of Gettysburg, Pennsylvania, the Confederate States Army of Northern Virginia, under the command of Robert E. Lee, and the United States Army of the Potomac, under the command of George G. Meade, met in battle.

The Army of the Potomac numbered 93,921 men, that of the Army of Northern Virginia numbered 71,699. At the end of three days of fighting, 28,063 men from the South and 23,049 men from the North became casualties, dead, wounded, or missing. One in four of those wearing Northern blue, two in five of those wearing Southern gray had shed their blood on that field, in the largest battle ever fought on American soil. 51,118 Americans paid the price.

For what?

The political differences which caused the southern states to leave the Union had existed long before Confederate cannon opened fire on Fort Sumter in Charleston Harbor in April of 1861. I don't pretend to understand the full extent of those differences. There were many.

The balance of power between the Southern states and the Northern states in Congress was a key concern in the South. As Northern population grew, they would gain seats proportionally in the House of Representatives, however, as long as the number of states was equal, or leaned towards Southern interests, the Senate would favor the South. Or at the least not favor the North.

It boiled down, in many minds, to the issue of slavery. As new states entered the union the South wanted a balance of "free" and "slave" states. Figuring, quite rightly I suppose, that a "slave" state would lean more towards Southern interests and not Northern. While slavery was not "the" issue which led to the war, it played a major part. In reality, it was a struggle for power in the Nation's capital which led to the war.

What should we call this war in North America from April of 1861 to April of 1865? Some have argued that "Civil War" is inaccurate as the South did not wish to displace or change the existing system of government, they simply wanted no further part in that government. (An idea which I have only recently accepted, with thanks to Borepatch in his post.)

I don't like the term "War of Northern Aggression," for various reasons. The main one being is that the South wished to dissolve the Union and many in the North refused to accept that. They saw their cause as putting down an unlawful rebellion. Right or wrong, that's how it was perceived in the North by many.

The South's cause was tainted by the issue of slavery, as many Southerners of the time acknowledged. While it is possible that the "Peculiar Institution" may have eventually "gone away" of its own accord, I highly doubt it. Exploitation of the common laborer in the North didn't go away until the early years of the 20th Century and didn't happen without a great deal of violence. To think that slavery would have eventually withered away, on its own, is, perhaps, problematic. Greed never goes away. Eventually those held in thrall would have risen up and started trying to free themselves. No doubt with Northern help. No doubt with great violence as well.

As for the "War for Southern Independence"? Sure, why not, but as it failed, I prefer "The Rebellion." But that's just me. (Just don't call it the "Second American Revolution," that glorifies a somewhat tawdry cause.)

So Gettysburg. Why Gettysburg?

By 1863 it was obvious to the South that the North wasn't just going to quit, not without a huge effort on the part of the various Confederate armies in the field. The most important of those armies was Lee's Army of Northern Virginia. While I'm sure the Confederate armies in the West might dispute that, their string of defeats at the hands of Northern armies weakens their arguments for being "most important." The Army of Northern Virginia had gone from victory to victory for quite some time, Antietam (their first invasion of the North) being the sole "bump in the road" of their dominance of the Army of the Potomac.

Lee moved north for various reasons: (1) supply issues, northern Virginia, where most of the fighting took place, was devastated, (2) depress Northern morale, which may have actually worked had CNN been in operation back then, (3) a quest for foreign recognition. While the idea of Great Britain or France recognizing the Confederacy was something of a pipe dream, the British did support the South for their own economic reasons. But support a regime supported, in part, by slavery, the British would have never been able to stomach that.

So Lee moved north as his cavalry leader Stuart galloped off to make headlines. The Army of Northern Virginia went north without its eyes. They stumbled into the fight, thinking they were facing militia. Actually they were facing very good cavalrymen under John Buford. Buford's men held the ground long enough for the rest of the Army of the Potomac to coalesce. Oddly enough, the Army of the Potomac moved into the area around Gettysburg from the south (advancing up from the Washington DC area) and Lee's army moved in from the north and the west.

The first day's fighting was brutal and see-sawed back and forth, though Lee's often ragged and barefoot men eventually drove the Federals back in some disarray. But Meade's army gathered and occupied the ridge and hills south of the town and awaited Lee's attacks.

On this particular day, the 2nd of July, 156 years ago, an obscure colonel by the name of Chamberlain, commanding the 20th Maine Volunteer Infantry Regiment, stood atop² that outcrop in the opening photo, along with his men, and drove back every attack thrown at them.

The position had been chosen by this man -

Brigadier General Gouverneur Kemble Warren,
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While Chamberlain receives most of the glory for the Union stand atop Little Round Top, and rightly so, most do not remember that it was General Warren who recognized the importance of the position and got the troops there to do the job. (The general was later unjustly disgraced on the field of another battle by Phil Sheridan, a general I have never cared for, but that is a story for another time.)

Statue of Brigadier General G.K. Warren atop Little Round Top
Lee's failure to turn the Union left flank at the Round Tops led him to throw the dice in a different place on the 3rd of July. Tested on their right, then tested on their left, the Federals had held their ground, barely.

Surely they must be weak in their center? So Lee may have thought. Pickett's division discovered that they had not been weakened in the center. That charge collapsed in red ruin, and with it the hopes and dreams of Southern Independence.

Though in reality, that dream had been struck a mortal blow in May of that very year, when Lieutenant General Thomas Jonathan "Stonewall" Jackson died of his wounds after the Battle of Chancellorsville. Shot down by his own men when his party had been mistaken for Union cavalrymen.

Just a few thoughts, occasioned by the anniversary of one of the most eventful battles in American history ...


To which I added a few more thoughts, occasioned by my visit last week.

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Let us remember those folks and the price they paid. Forgetting would be a dishonor to them and to our own posterity. For there are those who would like to see it all happen again.

And yes, there is a special place in Hell for people like that.

I've been rereading this book ...

... I highly recommend it.



¹ Yes, I should have stepped a couple of paces to my left, but I wanted to get the monument in the picture and the kids were yelling from the car that the grandkids were "anxious" to get out of the wind. There was quite a stiff breeze up there that day, chilled me to the bone. Well, that along with thoughts of the ground I was standing on.
² Actually, and this surprised the heck out of me, the 20th Maine was nowhere near the top of Little Round Top, they were positioned near the southern foot of Little Round Top covering the little valley between it and Big Round Top. A most important position as it prevented a Confederate force from getting behind and flanking the men on top of Little Round Top. (Big Round Top, then and now, is too heavily wooded to provide a quick and easy way into the Federal rear.)

Sunday, March 23, 2025

Our Second Day

West of Gettysburg, looking west along the old Cashtown Pike
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Today's photos aren't presented in the order they were taken, rather they're in the order matching the timeline of Gettysburg. Today's post will also be a bit "jumbled and confused," if you will. Being on the battlefield has rather overwhelmed my senses and my thoughts. I've waited sixty something years to see this and frankly,

... it's all a bit much.

Statue of Brigadier General John Buford
Commander of the 1st Cavalry Division, Army of the Potomac

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The photo above was taken near the spot of the opening photo. I walked away from the road wanting a picture of Buford as he might have stood watching Harry Heth's division of the Army of Northern Virginia advancing towards Gettysburg.

Buford's boys "opened the ball" as it were, firing the first shots of the battle. Heth's boys deployed and tried to brush the cavalry aside, thinking they were facing militia. Nope, they had found the Army of the Potomac.

Buford's cavalry held the Confederates long enough for John Reynold's I Corps to come up.

Statue of Major General John Reynolds
Commanding I Corps of the Army of the Potomac

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Closer view of General Reynolds monument
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General Reynolds was Killed in Action early in the fight as he was deploying his corps on the field.

A sobering thought, even generals took their chances in those days.

Another stop we made on the second day was Culp's Hill. Again, I was stunned at the terrain the Confederates fought through on their way up a wooded hill, against breastworks, under heavy cannon and rifle fire.

Gun emplacement atop Culp's Hill
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The photo describes itself ...
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We did make it up to the top of Cemetery Ridge, near the Copse of Trees. On the way to that spot, I rather lost control of my emotions. Looking out the right side of the car, The Nuke said, "Look Dad, a Vermont regiment."

And so it was ...

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"Dad? Do you want to stop?"

"No, head up to that stand of trees."

A monument to guys from my home state. Men who had stood on this ground nearly 162 years before and attacked the flank of Pickett's attack as it climbed the ridge. They had shed blood for this place, and here I was, a tourist. I felt a bit humbled.

The Copse of Trees
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The ground crossed by Pickett's Charge
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Seeing that long stretch of ground I paused atop that wind-swept ridge. The grandkids were getting fussy so I dismounted and took a few photos.

And stood in awe of what those men did over a century ago.

Dear Lord, was it worth it?

Artillery limbers, Army of the Potomac, atop Cemetery Ridge
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My sleep was restless Friday night, strange place, strange bed, a normal thing with me. But at around 0300 I jerked awake, sat up in a cold sweat. Voices in the night ...

Was it a dream, was this place haunted? Though our Airbnb lies some three miles west of Gettysburg, it was perhaps close enough to feel the spirits of those who died there.

Left me unsettled it did. Seeing that Vermont monument was the straw that broke the camel's back, I suppose.

We quit the field early so the grandkids could have some respite from Grandpa's strange obsession. I made no protest, I was quite ready to quit the field.

I have much to think about, and perhaps a story to tell.

We shall see ...

Gettysburg National Military Park Museum
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Gettysburg National Military Park Museum
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More to come, be well my friends.