I remember defending little round top. The rebs almost got us. I was out of ammo and had the blood of at least ten reb’s on my bayonet. We did it, though. Lincoln personally thanked me, btw.
I should write a book about it.
Were you the guy on the front lines who I wiped the sweat from his brow? I was dodging gunfire and didn’t get a good look at his face. Buy, Lincoln was definitely there. I got deveral medals for my bravery but some dickhead named John Kerry asked to borrow them. Never got them back.
“I remember defending little round top.”
You should write a book. I missed the action. I was down in Plumb Run washing my socks. Next time you see Abe, give him my regards.