Showing posts with label Civil War. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Civil War. Show all posts

Thursday, May 31, 2012

Our Adventure in Maryland

We were looking at the maps and the brochures we had picked up trying to decide where we might want to go or visit in the State of Maryland. One of the suggestions in the KOA booklet was the Antietam National Battlefield which is only seventeen miles from Harpers Ferry. Since we have not visited a Civil War Battlefield, we thought that might be a good choice.



Even the plantings and flowers out in front evoke the Civil War era --


There was a small museum inside with some artifacts. This drum was the property of a 13 year-old Union Army drummer boy--


After having checked with their website, we planned our visit to arrive in time to see the hour-long film that is only shown at noon every day. Narrated by James Earl Jones, it uses letter, journal and diary entries to tell the story of the battle in the troops own words. This scene showed Confederate troops wading across the Potomac River as part of General Lee's attempt to move the war out of Virginia and into the north.


It's hard to look out over this bucolic farmland and realize that in a period of little more than twelve hours 23,000 men will be killed, wounded or missing. At the time of the battle in September of 1862, these fields were planted in corn. We bought a set of CDs at the gift shop that we listened to as we drove from place to place to learn about the different parts of that long bloody day.


This line-up of artillery illustrates part of the manufacturing edge that the north had. The first one on the left is a 10-pounder Parrott Rifle and the second is a 3-inch Ordnance Rifle. These rifled artillery pieces were more accurate and could fire farther than the two 12-pounder Napoleon bronze cannons on the right. The Napoleon cannons were left from the Spanish-American War and were the only artillery the Confederacy possessed. Because of the hilly terrain on the battlefield, artillery played an important role in the battle. There were more than 500 artillery pieces used that day!


As a nurse, I was very interested in this stone monument erected in tribute to Clara Barton, known as the "Angel of the Battlefield."

 

The red cross at the foot of the stone is made from bricks of the chimney or the home where Ms Barton grew up in Massachusetts --


Not only did Ms Barton bring assistance to wounded soldiers, she also brought bandages, lanterns and food to the Antietam hospitals.


There must be a least a hundred different statues and monuments scattered around the various parts of the battlefield. It seems that each state that had troops who fought here, has erected some kind of tribute. There are some states that have multiple monuments, one for each of the units that fought here.


For instance, this monument is at the edge of the infamous bloody cornfield pays tribute to the 1st Texas Volunteer Regiment who lost eight color-bearers who were trying to protect their flag.


This one is for the Fourteenth Brooklyn Infantry unit from New York --

 
This sunken farm lane, bordered by rail fences was the scene of a bloody ambush of Union troops. 2200 patient Confederate soldiers (later reinforced by additional troops) used it as a breastwork to hold off the attacks of a combined Union force numbering nearly 10,000. 

Mathew Brady had cadre of photographers that ventured to the Civil War battlefields to document "the great spectacle of war." They took photographs of the dead "lying in rows along the road like ties of a railroad, in heaps like cordwood mingled with the splintered and shattered fence rails." For the first time in history, the horror of war was brought home to the public. I think the sight of all those horrible pictures -- which are displayed at the museum and throughout the battlefield -- made me feel quite heartsick about all the carnage.


This monument to the Irish Brigade was especially poignant to me. In the gift shop I saw recruiting posters for the Irish to volunteer to serve in the Union Army side-by-side with the signs that were in the store windows saying "No Irish Need Apply!" Sounds like our present day immigrants volunteering in hopes of earning their US citizenship...


Forry and I were both taken by how rocky the fields are. This is a field of corn planted around the rocks...


How would you like to try to plant around rocks like these?


Or these, just scattered throughout the grain?


The Ranger at Harpers Ferry had told me about the Field Hospital Museum that has been set up not too far from the Antietam Battlefield. The Pry farm was one of the places that wounded were taken from the field (there were so many wounded, that almost every house and barn became a hospital).


Not only was the house and barn used for wounded soldiers, the Union Army camped on Pry land for several weeks following the battle, eating all of the farmer's crops and animals. Though Pry tried to reclaim his losses from the US government, his family eventually lost their farm.


There are displays of Civil War era medicine throughout the house. The parlor is set up as it may have been for a field surgery. The table is set upon empty ammo boxes so that the doctor could work upon the soldier's wounded foot. Most likely only officers were treated in the house.


The common soldier was taken to this large barn and treated there.


On our way back to the RV campground, tired and hungry, we once again crossed over the Potomac River. I could picture those Rebel soldiers wading back across after the Union Army had foiled their attempt to invade Maryland.


Though the battle pretty much ended up in a stalemate, President Lincoln was encouraged enough about thwarting General Robert E Lee, that he felt it was time to issue the Emancipation Proclamation.

Saturday, January 14, 2012

Fort Zachary Taylor Historic State Park

We drove down the rest of the way to Key West in Toad this morning. I had some letters to mail and knew that the post office would not be open on Monday due to MLK holiday. After stopping at McDonalds for breakfast, we drove out to Fort Taylor, America's southernmost fortress. I was surprised to learn that this fort -- in the very deepest south -- remained in Union hands all during the Civil War. It was literally built at the end of the Keys -- with fill that made its own island!


Like many other decommissioned forts, this one has been inactive since 1947 --


At one time the Fort looked like this, only there were two more stories on top. The three stories of gun batteries held over 140 cannon. When rifled guns made cannons obsolete, the top two stores were removed.


Each of the cannons were housed in one of these bays and shot through the opening in the wall. Note the vaulted ceilings and arches, built by skilled Irish and German immigrant labor.


Now these are the inhabitants of these abandoned walls --


 As we peered down the gun opening of the fort wall, we could see at least three more iguanas basking in the sun --


They are certainly strange looking creatures -- and big!


When we climbed on top of the wall of the Fort, we could look out to the Key West harbor where this huge cruise ship was in port and loading passengers.


We could also look down into the batteries built after the top two stories of the fort were removed and see some of the obsolete 140 cannons that were used as fill in the walls of the new batteries... (These have been coated with paint for protection against the elements and further deterioration.)


The concrete for the new batteries was made with salt water. Now the salt is leaching out and the walls are very unstable --


This is the entrance to one of the forty cisterns that were built with the idea that rain water could be saved and used as the fort's fresh water source. Unfortunately, after two years of drought, the sea seeped into the cisterns, ruining them. Fort Taylor then had the nation's first desalination plant that produced about 7000 gallons of water per day.


This is another good idea that didn't work. Latrines were built that dropped wastes into the ocean with the idea that the tides would keep them flushed out. But, the tide in the Keys does not fluctuate enough, so it didn't do its job. Dysentery and Yellow Fever ran rampant and caused most of the deaths recorded at the Fort.


As we looked down into the portion of the moat left, we could see this tree with its resident Snowy Egret and an iguana that is just as big -- it's over four feet long!


Just look at the size of those back legs!


  The flagpole is a replica of the one that flew in the middle of the parade ground --




At the time the fort was built, the flag had 33 stars --


As we left the Fort, this little guy basking on the corner, opened his eyes long enough to say "farewell!"


Monday, November 28, 2011

Fort Morgan, Alabama

Fort Morgan sits on the westernmost tip of the peninsula that encloses the bottom portion of Mobile Bay in Alabama. Mobile Bay is on one side and the Gulf of Mexico on the other. The fort was completed following the War of 1812 when Congress realized how vulnerable the US coastlines were. This building was built to house the Fort Morgan Museum after the fort was deactivated and turned over to the State of Alabama.


The brick fortifications were mostly destroyed during the Civil War by rifled cannon and steam-powered warships. This was pretty much proven in 1864 when Admiral D.G. Farragut led his fleet past the guns of the fort into Mobile Bay with the loss of only one ship. (This was when he gave his famous order, "Damn the torpedoes (mines), full speed ahead!") That ship, the ironclad Tecumseh, was struck by a exploding mine (then called torpedoes) and sunk within a minute thus disproving the view that the ironclads were invincible...

Concrete batteries were built following the Civil War from 1896 to 1905. These batteries were manned during the Spanish-American War and World War I.


Some of the powder magazines below the gun batteries still exist --


 Fort Morgan was mainly used as a training base during the World War I. It was deactivated and put into caretaker status in 1923; then reactivated and manned in 1941. In 1946 it was again deactivated and turned over to the State of Alabama.
 

Looking out over Mobile Bay from the top of one of the batteries --


There are a lot of what we assumed were oil platforms and other rigs in the Bay --



The last time we drove along the Gulf Coast a year or so after Katrina, there wasn't much left of any of the beach houses except for some of the pillars they had been built on. The trees that were left were mostly broken and bare. Some of the shoreline still looks that way --

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But most of it is once again built up with beach houses that look like pastel confections --

 




I think that there must be a rule that says your vacation home must be painted a color that looks edible!