I’ve
said before that I’m totally fascinated by the Gettysburg boulders. Their age
alone is enough to enthrall me, but the knowledge that soldiers in blue and
gray saw these venerable rocks, leaned against them, hid behind them, climbed
over them, furthers the attraction. Take this rock at Triangular Field, for
instance. How many Texan boys took note of its girth and used it as a sniper
spot? How many looked toward it with relief, seeing it as a much-needed hiding
place? How many New Yorkers surged toward this rock with dread, wondering how
many Rebels might be waiting behind it? Whose blood was splashed across its
ancient surface, and may still remain? It’s incredible to ponder.
**HONORED TODAY**
Co. G, 52ND
North Carolina Infantry
Born 1838 --- Died August
27, 1863, at age 25
(c) 2012-2014 Skies of Blue and Gray
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