Have a great weekend. I enjoy the BBQ.
I went through Shiloh a few years ago. Beautiful, but hot in the middle of the summer.
Husband & I have visited Shiloh a few times; once stayed at
a place called “Bevis’ Boatel”. It was an old “riverboat”
type of place; not fancy, had a catfish restaurant on site.
As a child, my parents used to take me there to visit the
battlefield & The Bloody Pond (back when it was still pretty
“bloody”. (You know, we HAD to keep the “hate” alive somehow. :o) So, of course, they needed to take me often if
that was to be accomplished! :O)
My dad’s CO in WWII was a tough as nails guy from up north.
His name was Captain Theodore Noon AND he WAS tough as
nails. He even improved on the “Rebel Yell”. The Nazis
COULD NOT KILL HIM. They tried, believe me. My father
loved and respected “Cap’n. Noon”; he felt a bit sorry for
the ordinary drafted German soldier (they didn’t want to be
there) but he absolutely detested the Nazis, in part for
what one of them did to Cap’n. Noon (after he was wounded
so terribly, his leg blown off by a machine gun, the Nazi
officer sashayed up and shot him in the back of the neck!)
- He still didn’t die until fairly recently at nearly 90!
If your enemy was terribly, maybe mortally wounded and
would not be able to fight you any more; it was an
unwritten code of conduct that YOU DID NOT KILL HIM!
- Daddy was also very damaged by the Nazis stacks of dead
Jewish people. He SAW one stack at one of the camps that
was several feet high and an eighth of a mile long. You
don’t come back from that untraumatized.