Archive for November, 2010

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, 2010-11-07 16:34:00

By From http://roadsdivergedwood.blogspot.com/ • Nov 7th, 2010 • Category: Blog Entries.Local, Photography.Local

…Bounced Through Our Ranks Like Rubber Balls.Slaughter Pen Farm, Fredericksburg–“cannon balls were flying over and among us all the time, killing men and horses and tearing up the ground all around us.” The adjutant of the Second Reserves, Evan M. W…



Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, 2010-11-07 16:34:00

By From http://roadsdivergedwood.blogspot.com/ • Nov 7th, 2010 • Category: Blog Entries.Local, Photography.Local

…Bounced Through Our Ranks Like Rubber Balls.Slaughter Pen Farm, Fredericksburg–“cannon balls were flying over and among us all the time, killing men and horses and tearing up the ground all around us.” The adjutant of the Second Reserves, Evan M. W…



Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, 2010-11-07 16:30:00

By From http://roadsdivergedwood.blogspot.com/ • Nov 7th, 2010 • Category: Blog Entries.Local, Photography.Local

…Knew it is Surley as Though I Culd Read His Thoughts.Tapp Farm, Wilderness Battlefield, Spotsylvania–“I saw many wounded soldiers in the Wilderness who hung on to their rifles, and whose intention was clearly stamped on their pallid faces. I saw o…



Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, 2010-11-07 16:30:00

By From http://roadsdivergedwood.blogspot.com/ • Nov 7th, 2010 • Category: Blog Entries.Local, Photography.Local

…Knew it is Surley as Though I Culd Read His Thoughts.Tapp Farm, Wilderness Battlefield, Spotsylvania–“I saw many wounded soldiers in the Wilderness who hung on to their rifles, and whose intention was clearly stamped on their pallid faces. I saw o…



Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, 2010-11-07 16:27:00

By From http://roadsdivergedwood.blogspot.com/ • Nov 7th, 2010 • Category: Blog Entries.Local, Photography.Local

I Continued in the Tallest Running Match of My Life.Motts Run, Chancellorsville, Spotsylvania–“At about the same time I felt that some part of my accouterment on the left side had given way; instinctively grasping for whatever it might be, I caught t…



Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, 2010-11-07 16:27:00

By From http://roadsdivergedwood.blogspot.com/ • Nov 7th, 2010 • Category: Blog Entries.Local, Photography.Local

I Continued in the Tallest Running Match of My Life.Motts Run, Chancellorsville, Spotsylvania–“At about the same time I felt that some part of my accouterment on the left side had given way; instinctively grasping for whatever it might be, I caught t…



Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, 2010-11-07 16:23:00

By From http://roadsdivergedwood.blogspot.com/ • Nov 7th, 2010 • Category: Blog Entries.Local, Photography.Local

….When Others Would Take Their Places.Bloody Angle, Spotsylvania–“Nothing but the piled up logs of breastworks separated the combatants. Our men would reach over the logs and fire into the faces of the enemy, would stab over with their bayonets; ma…



Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, 2010-11-07 16:23:00

By From http://roadsdivergedwood.blogspot.com/ • Nov 7th, 2010 • Category: Blog Entries.Local, Photography.Local

….When Others Would Take Their Places.Bloody Angle, Spotsylvania–“Nothing but the piled up logs of breastworks separated the combatants. Our men would reach over the logs and fire into the faces of the enemy, would stab over with their bayonets; ma…



Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, 2010-11-07 16:19:00

By From http://roadsdivergedwood.blogspot.com/ • Nov 7th, 2010 • Category: Blog Entries.Local, Photography.Local

Late in the Afternoon of This Day…..Railroad cut, Wilderness Battlefield, Spotsylvania–“Late in the afternoon of this day I went among the wounded of the Third Regiment South Carolina Volunteers and of the Yankees who had fallen into our hands. As …



Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, 2010-11-07 16:19:00

By From http://roadsdivergedwood.blogspot.com/ • Nov 7th, 2010 • Category: Blog Entries.Local, Photography.Local

Late in the Afternoon of This Day…..Railroad cut, Wilderness Battlefield, Spotsylvania–“Late in the afternoon of this day I went among the wounded of the Third Regiment South Carolina Volunteers and of the Yankees who had fallen into our hands. As …