I think that sometimes as we are looking back on the war we tend to get lost in the research and in the controversy. We look at things from a detached view. We see the general, or the army, or the campaign. THE CAUSE! Every so often I think it is important that we sit back, relax, and look at the individuals who fought this great war. Be they Federals, or Confederates, the men who fought and died on both sides are real supermen.
In the past few years I have gotten into the hobby of Civil War reenacting. As much as I enjoy the events and the camaraderie, I am utterly exhausted at the end of the weekend! On the rides home I have plenty of time to think about the weekend, and how tired I am, and what we are trying to represent. How tired I am… after about 48 hours of sitting in a camp and a couple hours of drill. Wow…
Invariably, on these long drives home, I come to the realization that what I just experienced is nothing compared to what these men did. For 4 years, these men marched hundreds… thousands of miles, fought pitched battles after marching 18 hours strait, in the pouring rain, Fought tooth and nail for every inch of ground, sometimes went days without a single bite to eat and still answered the call when it came. When I stop to think about all this, I can’t help but wonder how in the world they were able to go on. Exhausted, starving, drenched in sweat or rain, injured, bleeding, being shot at, shoeless (even the ones with shoes I feel for, those shoes aren’t very comfortable anyways) hour after hour, day after day. Summer’s stifling heat, the brutal cold in the winter camps. And what was the reward when they made it back to camp or stopped to rest after a battle? A few less men in the ranks. Empty tents, missing buddies who they had walked besides mile after mile. And 2 hours later when it was time to go, did they complain? Did they ask the officers for five minutes more to sleep? Where was their snooze alarm? “Wait just a minute Captain my coffee is almost done!” No… they stood up, grabbed their muskets, strapped on their accouterments and stormed the bridges.
So when you are reading the next book, pondering what you would have done differently, or arguing over why the war was fought on some online forum, just take a breath, sit back and think about the little guy. Think about the supermen.
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