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When Johnny Comes Marching Home…Again
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LIFE
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5 / 1989 |
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W.J. Elvin
W.J. Elvin is a columnist for the Washington Times and a
frequent contributor to THE WORLD & I. |
"I have a better sense of who I am when I take a little walk with Great-granddaddy," said John Hare, a computer specialist from Springfield, Virginia, who was dressed as a Confederate officer and was a participant in a Civil War reenactment. Hare's great-grandfather served under Gen. Thomas J. "Stonewall" Jackson, one of the great heroes of the Confederacy. Hare says time spent in that sort of reverie helps answer a question he asked his father when he first viewed a Civil War battleground as a lad: "Which ones were the Americans, Daddy?"
The Civil War as an event is vague in the minds of many Americans today, but for some, it's as alive as if it were fought yesterday. In fact, they are still fighting it.
My first encounter with Civil War reenactors--ordinary people who dress up as soldiers, musicians, tradespeople, and camp followers of that era--was in 1984 at Antietam battlefield in northern Maryland, where 23,110 men were killed or wounded in a bloody battle on September 17, 1862. It is said the lead flew so thickly at Antietam that a man who raised a finger could expect to lose it. In the killing ground that had been a cornfield, men moaned, screamed, prayed, and cursed into the night. Why would anyone want to relieve that horror?
Part of the mystique that draws folks to participate in reenactment scenes, sometimes as many as 10,000 strong, is their attempt to understand what happened, why father turned against son, and brother against brother.
"It was the only time Americans killed Americans," said Dave Morse, a biomedical
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