That was one brutal war.
Seem to remember a similar thing in occupied Czechoslovakia ? but a whole town.
Seem to remember a similar thing in occupied Czechoslovakia ? but a whole town.
It is pleasant to note that Burbage had to flee Kentucky after the war and live the rest of his life in New York City keeping one eye looking over his shoulder. Even Union partisans in the Bluegrass State hated him, and then Lincoln still didn’t carry the state in 1864. Burbage and his reign of terror is a good part of why , as the saying goes, Kentucky joined the Confederacy after Appomattox.
The only contribution I have is being a daughter of the South…….
……and my dad’s grandparents have long memories…..and their grandparents in turn had long memories…..and stories were told…..
….truth?…..embellished?…..fog of war?
It’s like someone mentioned recently…….we’re only 77 years past the 2nd World War
In my Daddy’s time it was a little over 50 years from the The War of Northern Aggression :)
Memories linger…..so do grudges
Entertainment was ‘sitting on the porch’
I’m a displaced Tennessean….
I took for granted all the cannons……cemeteries …….scattered all around….( cannons in the back yard when we lived on Missionary Ridge……
….my dad often talked about Billygoat Hill, running with blood…..
…we didn’t live far from Chickamauga Battlefield or Lookout Mountain
This was ingrained even when I wasn’t paying attention.
I took it for granted.
But this was my heritage and I’m proud of it.