Memorial Hill in Petersburg’s Blandford Cemetery

2009-06-27T10:05:00.001-05:00

Memorial Hill in Petersburg’s historic Blandford Cemetery

Atop the hill, a large memorial erected by the Ladies Memorial Association of Petersburg in 1890 stands in lieu of individual tombstones since Memorial Hill is a mass grave for about 30,000 Confederate soldiers. The memorial — with a soldier facing north perched atop it — has the seal of Virginia and an inscription to “Plant the fair column o’er the vacant grave. A hero’s honors, let a hero have.”

Story HERE

Confederate monument Battle of Olustee Florida

2009-06-15T09:35:00.002-05:00

Officers Commanding

Brigadier-General
Joseph Finnegan

Lieutenant-Colonel, Charles Hopkins
1st,Battalion
Lieutenant-Colonel,Theo. Brevard
2nd,Battalion
Lieutenant-Colonel, McClellan
4th,Battalion
Lieutenant-Colonel, John M. Martin
6th Battalion

This monument erected to perpetuate in loving memory the 151 soldiers of the Confederate army who lost their lives in the Battle at Olustee and who now lie buried in Oaklawn Cemetery Lake City, Florida

February 20th-Olustee Battle-1864

The monument is in front of the county courthouse in Lake City, Fla. It is the county seat and is about 15 miles west from where the Battle of Olustee took place. Below, from top to bottom, is what is inscribed on the face of the monument shown.

Sincerely,
Jimmy L. Shirley Jr.

Tragedy in the Shenandoah Valley:

2009-02-28T09:55:00.005-05:00

The Story of the Summers-Koontz Execution
By Robert H., II Moore
Price: $19.99
ORDER HERE

Try to meet me in Heaven where I hope to go.

These poignant words were written in the summer of 1865 by twenty-year-old Confederate Sergeant Isaac Newton Koontz, in a letter he penned for his fiancee just hours before his death at the hands of Union firing squad in the heart of Virginia's Shenandoah Valley. The execution of Koontz and Captain George Summers came after the surrender at Appomattox Court House, and remains one of the most tragic yet little-known events of the Civil War.

One month prior to kneeling on the hard ground to face their deaths, Koontz and Summers, along with four other Confederate soldiers, stole horses from a Union troop stationed near their home. Soon after the theft, the young men--remorseful and goaded by their fathers to uphold their honor--returned the horses and were offered a pardon by Union Colonel Francis Butterfield. The rebs returned home, free of mind and clean of conscious. All had been forgiven. Or so they thought.

As the sun crept over the horizon on June 27, 1865, Union soldiers--under new command--swarmed the family homes of Summers and Koontz in a swift raid and arrested the two bewildered men. They were told that their pardons were no longer valid, and later that same day they were tied to a stake and shot with Union muskets--no trial, no judge, no jury.

Before their deaths, Summers and Koontz were allowed to write farewell letters to their loved ones, and these heartrending documents serve as the basis for Robert Moore's insightful recounting of the Summers-Koontz execution. An experienced Civil War writer and a direct descendent of Koontz's fiancee, Moore brings this shocking story to life with a clarity that will appeal to Civil War experts and enthusiasts alike. Exhaustively researched and well written, Tragedy in the Shenandoah Valley tells one of the great and largely untold stories of the Civil War.

Monument InscriptionCaptain George W. Summers and Sergeant Newton Koontz, Company D, 7th Virginia Cavalry, were here executed on June 27, 1865, by order of Lt. Col. Huzzy [sic] 192 O.V.M.I., without the privilege of any kind of trial, they having been arrested at their homes in Page County, brought here and shot.

Restoration of the Summers-Koontz Civil War Monument, located just off U.S. 11, about midway between Mt. Jackson and New Market, Virginia, on the west side of the road. Re-dedication ceremony is planned for June, 2009, says the Shenandoah County Historical Society.

Legacies of Olustee Florida

2009-02-23T17:42:00.006-05:00

Pictures of the Confederate monuments at the Battle of Olustee site, about fifteen miles east of Lake City, Florida. There are 14 of them.

This first batch shows two individual monuments subsequently implaced. The words ought to be legible enough. In another batch, the words on a stone slab on the monument might not be so I will transcribe the words.

Sincerely,
Jimmy L. Shirley Jr.

These show the Noble Banner of the South in place on three locations. The one with the regiments name, this band surrounds the bottom of the monument which also includes the yankee regiments involved. I show this one because my wife's GGGrandfather, James Monroe Davis, was a private in the 19th Georgia Volunteer Infantry Company E and was wounded in the thigh by a Minie ball. She likes to say that her DNA was shed on that battlefield.

Sincerely,
Jimmy L. Shirley Jr.

This is the second batch of pictures. The words in picture #VI reads thusly, "TO THE MEN WHO FOUGHT AND
TRIUMPHED HERE IN THE DEFENCE
OF THEIR HOMES AND FIRESIDES,
THIS MONUMENT IS ERECTED
BY THE UNITED DAUGHTERS
OF THE CONFEDERACY AIDED
BY THE STATE OF FLORIDA
IN COMMEMORATION OF THEIR
DEVOTION TO THE CAUSE OF
LIBERTY AND STATE SOVEREIGNTY

MCMXII
The words on #VII reads thus, "THE BATTLE OF OLUSTEE WAS FOUGHT
ON THIS GROUND
FEBRUARY 20 1864
BETWEEN 5000 CONFEDERATE TROOPS
COMMANDED BY GENERAL JOSEPH E. FINEGAN
AND 5000 FEDERAL TROOPS UNDER
GENERAL TRUMAN SEYMOUR
THE FEDERALS WERE DEFEATED WITH
A LOSS OF 2000 MEN
THE CONFEDERATE LOSS
WAS LESS THAN 1000.
The Jackson Flag is always hoisted during the reenactment during Colours on Saturday and on Sunday. I suspect the rest of the year that flagpole is empty. But, I could be wrong. I think not, though.

These show the Noble Banner of the South in place on three locations. The one with the regiments name, this band surrounds the bottom of the monument which also includes the yankee regiments involved. I show this one because my wife's GGGrandfather, James Monroe Davis, was a private in the 19th Georgia Volunteer Infantry Company E and was wounded in the thigh by a Minie ball. She likes to say that her DNA was shed on that battlefield.

JACKSON GRAVE

2009-02-23T11:19:00.001-05:00

While I was in Washington, I drove down to Lexington, VA. and attended services at Lexington Presbyterian Church and sat where "Stonewall" did when he attended church there. Below is a picture of his grave near the church.

Just as "Stonewall" said if the Shenandoah Valley is lost the war is lost, we today face the same challenge with food production hanging in the balance as our lifeline. The Army of Northern Virginia depended on the food production from the valleys farms to sustain them.

The U.S. has almost destroyed its family farms and will ultimately destroy itself as a Nation.

Thanks to:

Clyde Magee
SCV
Rosin Heels Camp
Mississippi

Southern Legacy in Bonnie Scotland

2009-02-23T06:19:00.006-05:00

GREETINGS FROM BONNIE SCOTLAND
Just thought you would like to see the new stone that I had made for Col. R A.Smith
The old sandstone monument was getting harder to read.
His stone is one of the main talking points on the official tours round the Dean cemetary in Edinburgh
There will be a dedication later in the year.
All the best from Bonnie Scotland
BILL BROWN 43rd NC.
SCV MURFREESBORO CAMP #33
CSA UNKNOWN SOLDIERS CAMP#1753.
Widows Sons Mess. FRIENDSHIP 1712 Edinburgh, Scotland
email
Bill.brown@blueyonder.co.uk

Colonel Robert Alexander Smith.

Standing Vigil

2008-08-30T01:05:00.002-05:00

A Southern Patriot Standing Vigil.
Lafayette,Georgia

Jonathan, The Littlest Rebel

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Jonathan is honoured at the base of monument

Lafayette, Georgia

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If you have ever doubted the reason for the existence of the Sons of Confederate Veterans, its importance, and your role in it, this will remove all doubt.

In the Sons of Confederate Veterans, Jonathan Maxey found a replacement for the father he never had. Dan Chapman - Staff Sunday, May 6, 2001

The Confederate soldier was buried in the Alabama countryside alongside 16 other unknown Rebels who would have appreciated the shade of the magnolias and cedars this steamy afternoon in the summer of 1998. Rivulets of sweat rolled down the faces of the Civil War re- enactors in their woolen butternut-yellow and smoky-gray uniforms. They wore kepis atop their heads and white cotton gloves on their hands.

Some shouldered oiled and polished rifles. Others carried the Rebel-flag-draped casket to its grave. An ll-year-old Georgia boy, with owlish glasses, silver-toed cowboy boots and a Civil War cap, stood at the crowd's edge. He smelled the fresh pine of the handmade casket. He admired the red and white funeral roses the women had brought from their gardens.

He wondered again about the unknown soldier in the casket. The fellow most likely died in the Battle of Ringgold Gap, in November 1863, not far from the boy's home in Lafayette, Ga. A hunter had found the remains more than a century later: just a pile of bones and buttons and a tin pie plate that had covered the soldier's face.

The boy stared, mesmerized, as the re-enactors lowered the coffin into the ground. Bagpipes played "Amazing Grace," then "Dixie." An 18-gun salute was answered by distant thunder that sounded like cannon fire. Hidden among the pines, a bugler played taps. The boy felt at peace, wrapped in a sense of belonging he had never known before.

"If I die," he told his mother, "that's how I want to be buried." Jonathan Maxey and mother Kimberly lived in an old mill house on Magnolia Street, not far from the battlefields of Chickamauga, Lookout Mountain and Missionary Ridge.

A Confederate National flag, a Bonnie Blue flag and two Rebel flags hung from the ceiling of Jonathan's room. The shelves were filled with Civil War books and jigsaw puzzles, including "Memories of the Blue and Gray," which Jonathan took apart and put back together every month. A framed picture of Stonewall Jackson hung over his bed. Two glass display cases protected old bullets, Minie balls, a black- powder pistol in a leather holster and a pair of spectacles "he just swears date back to the Civil War," his mother said.

On Saturdays and summer mornings, Jonathan waited outside the town library for the doors to open. He stayed until closing, breaking away only for a lunchtime bicycle ride through town to visit the grown-ups at the newspaper office, the bed-and-breakfast and the funeral home. He pestered the librarians for movies, microfilm and loaner books from other Georgia libraries. He tried to check out 20 books on Civil War battles and generals at a time.

He sneaked into the Georgia History Room, a treasure-trove of Civil War knowledge and ancestry off-limits to anyone under 18. At age 11, Jonathan became an honorary member of the Sons of Confederate Veterans, John B. Gordon Camp 599. His mother was initially reluctant --- "I was afraid of a KKK thing" --- so she accompanied him to his first meeting in the summer of 1998. The camp's commander convinced her that the group was neither racist nor "anti -Christ."

"Jonathan was not shy by any means as he attended his first meeting," the Rebel Yell newsletter reported. "He asked three or four pertinent questions during the proceedings and seemed to fit right in." A year later, he was a full member. He ached to be a Civil War re-enactor --- his grandmother had already sewn a gray-and-gold uniform just like Stonewall Jackson's --- but that would have to wait until he was eligible at age 16.

Meanwhile, Jonathan embraced the Sons, with their glorification of history and heritage, at their monthly meetings, where "Dixie" was sung and allegiance pledged to the Confederate flag. But the group was more than just an opportunity for a smart, lonely and sickly boy to indulge his Civil War fantasy. These men accepted him, humored him and loved him like a father, something missing in Jonathan's life.

Charles Owens was paying his respects at the LaFayette cemetery when he saw a boy hovering around the line of headstones honoring unknown Rebel soldiers. It was April 26, 1998, Confederate Memorial Day, and Owens suspected mischief. He hustled over and discovered Jonathan placing artificial flowers on each of the 15 unmarked graves. The flowers had once adorned the grave of Kimberly Maxey's brother and for years had been kept in her mother's shed. A week before the Confederate holiday, Jonathan asked if he could have them.

Owens, an ex-Marine and a member of the Sons of Confederate Veterans, invited Jonathan to the next meeting. Impressed with the boy, and eager for new recruits, the group paid his first-year dues of $35. The men bought him a holster for his black-powder pistol and took him to Civil War re-enactments and the battlefields of Lafayette, Taylor's Ridge and Chickamauga. He reciprocated by selling raffle tickets, researching pension records of local Rebels and raising money to build a stone wall honoring Confederate soldiers.

"They treated him as an equal, instead of as a child," his mother said. "Jonathan ate that up. They'd slap him on the back, tell jokes, ask his opinion." Owens took Jonathan to the Rebel burial in Alabama. He remembered the boy's quiet enthusiasm as the re-enactors laid the unknown soldier to rest. But there were other memories. "It was hilly in the cemetery and Jonathan had trouble walking up the hills," Owens recalled. "I told him he ought to get on a running program to get in shape. He just smiled."

A boy must be 12 to join the Sons. He also must prove that an ancestor served the Confederacy. Jonathan was nine months shy of 12 when he hooked up with the group, so he had plenty of time to discover the Rebel in his attic. Jonathan never slept late on Saturdays; he was too eager to reach the Lafayette library by 9 a.m. "Most fascinations, they don't last very long," his mother said. "But this was something on his mind all the time. He was in his element talking about the Civil War."

Jonathan badgered librarians Valinda Oliver and Betty Johnson daily, demanding to know when this book or that microfilm would arrive from other libraries.

On sick days, he would call Oliver or Johnson from home just to talk. He invited them to distant battlefields and offered to pay their train fares. He asked if he could eat lunch with them in the library on Saturdays. "He wanted to learn everything he could while he was here," said Oliver, the library manager.

"It seemed like he was in a race with time. It was almost like he was looking for an anchor for his life, or for a belonging, or for the history of himself. He was looking for his history." He found it, finally, in a book called "The Maxeys of Virginia." He discovered that Thomas Franklin Maxey, his great-great-great- great-great grandfather, had served the Confederacy, Company H, 3 rd Georgia Cavalry.

"He said, 'Mama, here it is, here it is, here it is,' " Kimberly Maxey recalled. "He loved it and wanted everybody to know --- whether they wanted to or not. It was something that would last, I guess. " Jonathan discovered that Thomas Maxey, along with another Maxey soldier, was buried in nearby Summerville. Based on his research, the Veterans Administration placed honorary headstones on their graves. The Rebels were honored in September 1999 with re-enactors, bagpipes and an 18-gun salute. The folded Confederate battle flag was presented to Jonathan's grandfather, the oldest surviving Maxey, who later gave it to the boy. Framed and hung on a wall, that flag was the last thing Jonathan saw before going to bed each night.

Thomas Jonathan "Stonewall" Jackson is one of the more revered figures in the pantheon of Confederate generals. He was Jonathan's hero. Jonathan "seemed to connect so with him," his mother said. "He thought if he had lived, he could've been great." Both Jackson and Jonathan were born in the hills and grew up surrounded by aunts, uncles and grandparents. Socially awkward, and with few buddies, both took to books and learning, spending hours alone. History was their favorite subject. Jackson became a teacher. Jonathan aspired to be one.

Acquaintances considered both boys a bit odd; a biographer wrote that Jackson "was unquestionably a 'town character.' " Oliver, the LaFayette librarian, said Jonathan "was a complicated child. I never could figure him out." Mike Keown didn't care that Jonathan was different from other boys in LaFayette. Keown, commander of Jonathan's Sons of Confederate Veterans camp, was struck by the boy's insatiable appetite for history, knowledge and life.

"Some call that odd," said Keown, a mechanic. "I call 'em thinking the way they're supposed to."

Stonewall Jackson and Jonathan Maxey also shared something else. Their fathers were dead or gone. An uncle introduced Kimberly Maxey to Terry Bailey. Their relationship was brief, barely a month, but long enough for Jonathan to be conceived. Kimberly and Terry went their separate ways, she as a secretary for Walker County family services, where she remains, and he in the plumbing business. Terry, who had run-ins with the law, rarely saw his boy.

One evening, ll-year-old Jonathan was watching the TV news while his mother visited next door. Something he saw compelled him to call her. "He said, 'Mama, put on Channel 9. Dad's been arrested for drugs.' He knew that his dad was involved in drugs and he kept saying that one day he'd get his. (Jonathan) was laughing hysterically. It just tickled him to death."

There were other men in Jonathan's life. His grandfather Pete, a truck driver, drove Jonathan allover North Georgia, sometimes ending at the Chickamauga battlefield. Jerry DeBord, a retired state trooper, taught Jonathan how to handle his black-powder pistol. And there were the Sons of Confederate Veterans. So his mother didn't believe that her ex-boyfriend's death in November 1999, an apparent suicide, affected Jonathan much. But during a routine eye examination soon thereafter, the doctor discovered that Jonathan's eyesight had deteriorated badly. He asked if the boy had suffered a recent trauma. Within a month, his eyesight returned to its previous condition.

"I guess his father's death upset him," Maxey said. "He didn't get to say goodbye. He hoped in the future to have a relationship with him." Valinda Oliver, the library manager, felt sorry for the boy. "I'm no psychiatrist," she allowed, "but 1 always thought Jonathan really needed a father figure he never had. The Sons of Confederate Veterans filled the need."

Jonathan died last Christmas Eve. One day seven years earlier, he awoke and vomited blood. Kimberly raced the boy to the local hospital. An ambulance carried him to Chattanooga. Jonathan spent that weekend in intensive care. Uncertain of his illness, doctors transferred him to Egleston Children's Hospital in Atlanta. His spleen was four times the normal size and hindered the flow of blood to his liver. His blood was also protein-deficient.

Surgery was eventually performed. Hospitals became Jonathan's frequent companion. And then, the Wednesday before Christmas 2000, he fainted and was again rushed to the children's hospital in Chattanooga, this time with pulmonary hypertension. Maxey didn't tell her son that he didn't have long to live. "The Saturday before he died, he said, 'Mama, why is this happening to me?' " she recalled. "I told him, 'Jonathan, you're just something special.' He was OK with that."

He awoke early the chilly morning of Dec. 24 to find everything in order. The house was silent. His mother was still in bed. The Christmas tree, trimmed and beautiful with presents underneath, stood invitingly in the living room.

The boy bathed and, feeling suddenly ill, returned to bed. He suffered a seizure and died. On Christmas Day, Kimberly Maxey rummaged through a desk drawer looking for phone numbers of friends to notify about her son's death. She found instead a blue sheet of paper with clouds in the corners. A child's handwriting splashed across the page. It was a note from Jonathan.

Two years earlier, right after the Confederate graveside service in Alabama, Jonathan had written his will and sketched his tombstone. "He had more guts than anybody I know," said Owens of the Sons of Confederate Veterans. "He was something." Maxey set about honoring Jonathan's wishes. At the funeral home, she discovered that her son had left explicit instructions on how he should be buried: casket open, glasses on, Confederate flag and kepi placed alongside his body. At the florist, she found out that Jonathan had ordered red, white and blue flowers done up like a Confederate flag. She talked with Owens in hopes of re-enacting a Rebel burial.

Jonathan was buried under a cold and Confederate-gray sky at the cemetery on the edge of town. Civil War re-enactors, in white gloves and woolen uniforms, carried the boy's flag-draped coffin to its grave. A volley of musket fire was answered with cannon shot. The blustery wind carried taps off toward the mountains. The Rebel flag was folded and presented to Kimberly.

Jonathan's tombstone is black marble. On the front: a Rebel flag, a quotation from Stonewall Jackson ("Let us cross over the river, and rest under the shade of the trees"), Jonathan in Confederate uniform on a white horse. On the back: a bugler, a drummer boy, a verse of "Dixie."

"He was always a Rebel," his mother " Kimberly"said. "That was his identity. "

The above, compliments:
Jimmy L. Shirley Jr.

God bless you Jimmy, for sharing this... PoP

Arlington Confederate Monument

2008-08-16T14:11:00.005-05:00

Photos by,
Brother Jimmy L. Shirley Jr.

Confederate Monument at Woodlawn Cemetery

2008-08-08T23:39:00.005-05:00

Differing views of the Confederate Monument at Woodlawn Cemetery West Palm Beach.

Compliments of:
Patriot, Jimmy L. Shirley Jr.

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President Jefferson Davis grave

2008-07-05T23:33:00.003-05:00

President Davis rests with other members of his family in Richmond's Hollywood Cemetery.

His suffering during his imprisonment won him the affection of the Southern people, who came to regard him as a martyr to their lost cause. Although indicted, Davis was never brought to trial, and he was released on bond in 1867.

Prison Life Of Jefferson Davis
The Trying Experience of the Ex-President at
Fort Monroe Prevarication of General Miles
HERE

Devotion

2008-07-03T15:24:00.003-05:00

Cleaning the grave stone of my ancestor, Major Henry Harding of the North Carolina 61st Infantry Regiment. He's buried in Cherry Hill Cemetery, Greenville, North Carolina.

Henry Harding was born in Beaufort County, North Carolina on May 8, 1837 and died April 23, 1912. He was raised on the family farm and later became a teacher. Mr. Harding married Susan Elizabeth Sugg on February 21, 1867. He enlisted in Beaufort County at the age of 25, and became Captain of Henry Harding's Independent Company N.C. Troops. He later served in Company K, 17th Regiment N.C. Troops (1st Organization) and was appointed 1st Lieutenant of the company. He was present or accounted for until he resigned on October 9, 1861. The reason he resigned was not reported or known. Mr. Harding later joined Company B, 61st Regiment N.C. Troops, also known as the Beaufort Plow Boys, and served as Captain until his promotion to Major and transfer to the Field and Staff of the N.C. 61st Regiment on September 5, 1862. He was reported present or accounted for in January-June 1863, and was reported in command of the regiment in July-August 1863. Major Harding was reported present or accounted for on surviving regimental muster rolls from September 1863 through April 1864. On August 3, 1864, he resigned "to promote the good of the service, as well as to secure my personal satisfaction and the satisfaction of those with whom I am associated......I respectfully pray that I may be allowed to join a Regt of my choice, which I promise to do within five days after this is accepted (the 41st or 50th N.C. preferred.) His resignation was accepted on August 10, 1864, but there is no evidence that he later served in another unit. Major Harding is buried at Cherry Hill Cemetery, Greenville, North Carolina.

From Sketches of Pitt Co, N.C. by Henry T. King (Page251)

Major Harding was born at his father's home on a farm three miles south of Chocowinity. Major Harding was raised on the farm, working and attending school, finishing from Trinity Parochial School at Chocowinity, with a good academic education. He then began teaching and had been teaching five years, when he left the schoolhouse for the field of war, volunteering in Captain Swindell's company, which went to Hatteras, and at the expiration of twelve months, for which he had enlisted, disbanded. Governor Vance then commissioned him Captain to raise a company. This company went into the Sixty-first Regiment as Company B. He was later promoted to Major of the regiment. The regiment saw much service in Virginia, the Carolinas, and Georgia. In 1863 it was encamped on James Island, near Charleston. On another part of the island were a lot of Negro soldiers. The United States Gunboat Chippewa was lying in Stono River to protect them. Major Harding conceived a plan to capture it. Early one morning in July, 1863, his regiment made the charge, succeeding in getting to the boat but could not scale its sides. The guns of the boat could not be lowered enough to reach the Confederates and any appearance over the sides of the boat was an invitation for a ball. So the boat could do nothing but weigh anchor and float down river. But not before several on the boat had been killed and the boat damaged. As the boat swung around, the regiment had to seek shelter, as grape and canister were flying thick. However, only one Confederate, B.A. Davis, Private in Company F, was wounded. He died in a few minutes. The regiment then charged on the Negro soldiers, and drove them from the island with great loss. All their camp and supplies were captured without the loss of a man. Returning from the war, he went to work on the farm and in 1866 was elected to the legislature (House). In 1876 he was elected a county commissioner and was twice reelected. In 1885 he moved to Greenville, N.C. He had served four years on the Board of Education, when in 1889, on the death of Superintendent Josephus Latham, he was elected county superintendent to fill the vacancy. He held this position four years. In 1892 he was elected Register of Deeds, and since the expiration of that term, with the exception of two years, he was a Justice of the Peace. He was Senior Warden of the Episcopal Church, was a long lay reader, teacher, and superintendent of the Sunday School. He was a Past Mason and a Democrat.

Major Harding's Obituary from the Washington Daily News, April 25, 1912

Major Harding, brother of the Rev. Nathaniel Harding, of this city passed away at his home in Greenville, N.C., yesterday afternoon. He was about seventy-seven years of age and for years resided in this county at Aurora, N.C. Major Harding was a native of Beaufort County and spent his early years at Trinity School at Chocowinity. When the Civil War broke out he organized the "Beaufort Plow Boys" and went to the front as Captain of that company. His gallantry as a soldier brought him steady promotion and he became major of the 61st Regiment North Carolina Regiment. He delighted in reviving the memory of the Confederacy and for the last several years was commander of Bryan Grimes Camp of Confederate Veterans, always taking active part in the annual reunions on the 10th of May. His remains were interred in Cherry Hill cemetery this afternoon with Masonic honors.

Your website continues to grow and becomes better each and every day. Thanks for all the hard work you do and keep up the great work!

Edward Harding
Washington, North Carolina
Beaufort Plow Boys Camp #2128
SCV/MOSB Life Member
SCV National Genealogy Committee Member

Tomb of the Unknown Soldier of the Confederate States of America

2008-07-02T22:06:00.002-05:00

Tomb of the Unknown Confederate Soldier
The Confederate Veterans Cemetery at Beauvoir, in Biloxi, Mississippi

Ah! fearless on many a day for us,
They stood in front of the fray for us,
And held the foeman at bay for us;
And tears should fall
Fore'er o'er all
Who fell while wearing the Gray for us.

The discovery in 1980 of the remains of a Confederate soldier on a battlefield of the War for Southern Independence prompted the establishment of a tomb for the Unknown Soldier of the Confederate States of America. The remains were carefully authenticated from artifacts accompanying them, but the identity of the soldier, or of his unit, or place of origin is not known. Approval of the plan and official designation was sought and received all recognized Confederate organizations - Sons of Confederate Veterans, United Daughters of the Confederacy, Military Order of the Stars and Bars, and Children of the Confederacy.

http://www.beauvoir.org/unknsldr.html

Thanks to,
Culpepper

Aeterna Numini et Patriae Asto

2008-07-02T22:02:00.001-05:00

Hollywood Cemetery

It is inscribed, To the Confederate Dead Memoria in Aeterna Numini et Patriae Asto, meaning "In eternal memory of those who stood for God and country."

Confederate Monument - Palatka, Florida

2008-06-29T13:50:00.003-05:00

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Adam Joshua Crosby and his wife

2008-06-27T13:10:00.005-05:00

This is my Great Great Grandfather...
Adam Joshua Crosby and his wife, my G. G. Grandmother 'Miss Lucy'

Here is the church he and his brother and family built in legacy to a brother who died in Richmond.. Peter.
Paul survived with Adam.

We placed this stone in a memorial service in 1999. It was my Daddy's last wish that a stone be placed beside his brother's Adam and Paul. Peter succumbed (sp) to pneumonia in Richmond and is buried in Oakwood. The Moultrie SCV camp officiated.

with Peter beside him...apparantly Adam and his one brother Paul, lived near each other, and they felt awful bad that Peter was killed. Their Daddy.. Paul senior lived closer to Adel, and there is a a whole slew of the boys buried over there...many of them were in different regiments.
(there were a 'few' Pauls...) Paul # 3 is buried here behind the church in the Crosby section.

This graveyard has many Cooper's , Crosby's and Culpepper's

This was my Great Aunt Lucille Murphy's story she submitted ~ Owen Crosby

Sacred Ground

2008-06-26T19:34:00.002-05:00

"The Seven Blackbirds" Brock Townsend's great grandfather and his six great uncles.

The Cullen/Pippen Home

2008-06-26T19:30:00.003-05:00

Cullen/Pippen "Brock's" Home

Mosby's Tombstone

2008-06-26T19:26:00.002-05:00

Brock's daughters Christine & Bonnie at Mosby's Tombstone

HK at Brock Townsend's, Great Grandfather's Monument

2008-06-26T19:22:00.001-05:00

Asheville resident H.K. Edgerton (seated), chairman of the Southern Legal Resource Center, Inc. board of directors, prepares to begin a 160 mile march to Richmond, Va. on Monday morning as members of two Sons of Confederate Veterans camps provide support. Standing, from the left, are Oliver Wells of the Old Brunswick Camp; Tommy Ferguson of the Old Brunswick Camp; Tracy Clary, commander of the Old Brunswick Camp; Doug Winn of the Old Brunswick Camp; Van Wright, 1st Lt. Commander of the Old Brunswick Camp; and Fred Taylor of the Tom Smith Camp of Suffolk, Va. (who has family members living in Warren County). Edgerton hopes to increase awareness about the history of the south.

Ft. Meade Florida

2008-06-26T16:16:00.003-05:00

In memorial of Stonewall Jackson
Erected By Gen. E. M. Law, Camp SCV

Historical maker near-by.

Compliments of,
Owen Crosby "csason"

Confederate Monument, High Point NC

2008-06-26T09:58:00.002-05:00

The Confederate Monument in Natchez, MS.

2008-01-09T13:36:00.000-05:00

The monument was erected in 1890 by the Confederate Memorial Association of Natchez and Adams County, MS.

Compliments of:

Allen Terrell

Confederate Monument, Liberty, Mississippi

2007-11-19T01:00:00.000-05:00

Erected in 1871. It is in Liberty, Mississippi, which is the county seat of Amite County. It was erected to all who died in the War of Northern Agression from Amite County.

Amite County, one of the oldest counties in Mississippi, sent one thousand of her noblest sons to the Confederate Army. In honor of them stands in the town of Liberty a Confederate monument with the names of three hundred and fifty boys who, with unfaltering courage and devotion amid the shock of battle, went to their unmarked graves with songs of their country on their lips. No names shine with more resplendent luster upon pages of American history than those written across the sides of this weather beaten slab. The devotion that is felt for this monument is characteristic of a people who have always been true to every cause to which they showed allegiance, not because of its sculptural workmanship, but because it is a stone of memory erected by loving hands under trying circumstances. It was built in 1871 during the regime of the carpetbag and scalawag. ~ Confederate Veteran, 1911

Allen Terrell

Monument from Isle of Wight County

2007-11-16T20:25:00.000-05:00

Confederate Monument from Isle of
Wight County.

The flag to the left is the Isle of Wight County flag. To the right is
the Commonwealth of Virginia flag. The flag of the United States of
America is a third flag that is blocked by the monument itself.

This county is adjacent to Southampton County,
Southampton County having been carved from the original Isle of Wight
County land grant. Isle of Wight County is adjacent to Sussex County,
and directly across the James River from Jamestown. Isle of Wight
County was settled very early in the history of our country.

Doug