I’m close to Shilo too. Eerie place in the fog.
There are ghosts at Shiloh. The blood, both North & South,
cries out to the Lord from the ground at the futility,
stupidity & tragedy of war. - Daddy used to say, “It’s the
old man’s “war”, but it’s the young man’s “fight”. He knew
was a shell-shocked veteran of WWII & endured a lot of
ridicule from some of the shavetail “young smart alecks”
after we moved to the mid-state. The jackasses weren’t
smart enough to figure out that MEN like him had saved
their butts in WWII. - Husband insists on us being buried
in that town; if not, I’d just dig myself a plot in the
river bottom here where my dogs from the last 30 yrs. are
buried. The Lord will know where to find me when he returns
to this sod-ball.