Across These States

Riding on horses those pale, pinched faces in times where one year became ten in the lines on their haggard faces. The hard battlefield opened her hesitant fingers letting the blood swim through lending a futile hand to separate the souls falling from horses. Heady array of blue and gray. Now the misty war ground … Continue reading →

Looking Homeward

My father’s younger brother followed him into World War II like a pesky little brother would ready to do his part ready to make his mark These two blonde, blue-eyed boys one year apart in age Uncle Dail followed my father down the dirt roads that they drove sometimes too fast from a place where … Continue reading →

At Vicksburg

President Lincoln proclaimed that the: “Mississippi River was the backbone of the Rebellion, the key to the whole situation.” He was speaking of the Confederacy running food and supplies to their troops and citizens. Vicksburg Mississippi was a hilly fortress at a prime location along the river, also known as the “Gibraltar of the West.” … Continue reading →