|Decorated Country Cemetery|
An iron fence secures this country cemetery, as does a grove of trees. A sacred serenity, was my first thought. A place of no pain, no suffering, and no fear. It's that business of the double-edged sword. No happiness either.
|Civil War Gravestone|
All of me was humbled and reverenced. To think there lay a veteran member of the Grand Army of the Republic, one of the most powerful organizations of Civil War Veterans.
While researching the GAR, I came upon this paragraph that tells the reason these fraternal organizations were formed following the Civil War.....
"Probably the most profound emotion was emptiness. Men who had lived together, fought together, foraged together and survived, had developed a unique bond that could not be broken. As time went by, the memories of the filthy and vile environment of camp life began to be remembered less harshly and eventually fondly. The horror and gore of battle lifted with the smoke and smell of burnt black powder and was replaced with the personal rain of tears for the departed comrades. Friendships forged in battle survived the separation, and the warriors missed the warmth of trusting companionship that had asked only total and absolute commitment. With that as background, groups of men began joining together." (Sons of Union Veterans of the Civil War)
Last night's trolley turned into an unexpected rich experience. Reading a book about the Civil War is one thing. Standing where a Civil War soldier rests, is another. We'll never know what this soldier saw, what he felt, where he fought, or anything about his family. The important thing is that we honor his heroic efforts, and that's what Memorial Day is all about.