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VINTAGRAPH • WPA • WWII • ABOUT PARIS, 1895

Reunion: 1862

Reunion: 1862

Prince William County, Virginia. "Along Bull Run near Sudley Church. March 1862." Each of the dozen or so sticks lined up in front of the boys marks a grave. Wet plate glass negative by George N. Barnard. View full size.

 

Great-great-grandfather saw the elephant here

Very interesting story. I remember my grandfather born in 1905 telling me how when he was a boy in school, on Veterans Day their grandfathers would come to school and tell about their experiences in the Civil War. My great great grandfather had apparently served with the Union, an abolitionist from Charleston now West Virginia. Was in both battles of Bull Run. He was a disappointing teller of stories to my grandfather, because all the other vets told hell-for-leather stories of battle, he instead would apparently not glorify what must have been an awful experience, but instead would tell little tidbits and nuances. Apparently, my GGF's memory in one of the battles had to do with being stationed behind a hill. The Confederate cannon were shooting into the far side of the hill, and the cannonballs were rolling up and over the hill and down the other side where they were waiting, and were apparently too hot to touch with bare hands. Seeing this picture of the hillside, I wonder if it was here that those cannonballs rolled.

Unknown Soldiers

Do these graves have markers? There's obviously no way to tell who these individuals were; there may have been none even after the battle. But do they have individual stones for the "Unknown"?

My father used to drag us out to graveyards as children, although we were looking for deceased relatives. In New Jersey, there were still a great many family plots, as well as abandoned churchyards, dotting the landscape in the hinterlands. As a child, I hated looking at the headstones. The whole pastime seemed morbid.

Now, though, I realize that my father had inherited a "Civil War devotion" to the graves of the ancestors that had struggled to create the America we inhabit today. He remembered all the memorial services that *he* had been brought to as a young boy. Some of his earliest memories would have been of his great-grandfather, who lived until my father was 8.

His great-grandfather lived until his 90s, and as a teenager had been brought from New Jersey to Gettysburg to help inter the swollen corpses of the fallen into the cemetery. At that battle, here were more than 7,000 men killed, and 3,000 horses, all lying where they had fallen. It created a major public health emergency for a town of 2400- 4 corpses for every inhabitant, an impossible number for the residents to handle alone. Gravediggers were called in from as far away as New York City.

Apparently my great-great-grandfather deeply impressed upon my dad the reverence that one showed to the bodies of the deceased servicemen. 150 years later, I can only view Civil War dead philosophically, not viscerally. For these boys, they would have been kneeling by the graves of men they had known and perhaps loved. In that respect, they were standing in for millions of Americans in every state and territory, who had lost loved ones in the War. Certainly, that would have been Barnard's intent, whether he posed the scene or not.

150 years ago

but the anguish comes through the Photo like it was last week.

I wonder if they were brothers, friends, Cousins, was it someone they knew in that grave?

Lost in memories and sadness?

Perhaps they were drummer boys. It wasn't unusual in some outfits to be comprised of an entire town. So when there was a lot of slaughter, a couple of drummer boys could have lost uncles, father, brothers.

Fill in the Blank

War is ____.

It's my home town!

As a kid I hated going to the Battlefield. My mom used to drag us out to all the historical sites, or worse, stop on the side of the road and read the historical markers. As an adult with my own child to embarrass, I now realize just how lucky we are to live so close to such an important piece of history.

That Tune

Thanks to Ken Burns whenever I see a Civil War scene on Shorpy or anywhere else, "Ashokan Farewell" starts playing in my head and stays there the rest of the day. I was surprised to learn it was the only modern song used in the series, being written by Jay Ungar in 1982.

Mourners

They appear to be the same boys seen here.

Great

Just logged in and saw this moving picture. Thank you.

 
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