A Belated Xmas Quickie That Needs To Be Shared.

My Grandparents…

((aka Maw and Paw))

…Got Me This Book For Xmas:

The Untold Civil War

THE UNTOLD CIVIL WAR: EXPLORING THE HUMAN SIDE OF WAR

by JAMES ROBERTSON

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Honestly, I Was Left Kinda Speechless.

It’s An Expensive Ought-Damned Book.

But, I Did Want It.

She (Maw) Was Worried I’d Be Disappointed With It.

But, I Love It AND Her.

You See, My Peeps, She Took Me To See The Flick…

GETTYSBURG

Gettysburg (1993)

…Back During The Winter Of 1993.

Neither She, Nor I, Knew What We Were Getting Into With It.

When The 2-Hour Point Of The Flick Came And Went, She Kept Looking To Me Hoping It Was Going To Be Over Soon.

Little Did We Know We Weren’t Even Half-Way Through The Flick.

The Lights Came-Up, And She Assumed It Was Time To Head Home.

However, The Lights Only Came-Up To Signal The Intermission.

After The Intermission…

…Oh Yeah…

…Another 2+Hours Of The Flick Remained.

But, She Sat Through It.

She Sat Through All 4+Hours And Didn’t Complain About It One Bit.

Maw Knows I Love History.

She Knows I Love Documentaries.

She Knows I Love Historically Relevant Films.

She Knows I Love REAL Books.

She Knows One Of My Favorite Subjects Is The American Civil War.

So, Maw And Paw Totally Got Me The Royal Hook-Up With This Book.

I’m Already Loving It.

And, Honestly, I Likely Always Will Love It.

‘Tis An AWESOME Gift, Fo SHO, My Peeps.

And Sooooo…

…I Really Just Wanted To Say Thank You, Again, To Maw And Paw.

I Totally Appreciate How Well They Know Me…

…My Tastes…

…And Where My Personal Joy Lies In Wait.

THANK YOU!!!

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“I Still Find Each Day Too Short For All The Thoughts I Want To Think…”

“…All The Walks I Want To Take, All The Books I Want To Read, And All The Friends I Want To See.

JOHN BURROUGHS

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“…For A Moment, She Remained Trembling And Reeling To And Fro Upon The Threshold…”

“…Then, With A Low Moaning Cry, Fell Heavily Inward Upon The Person Of Her Brother, And In Her Violent And Now Final Death-Agonies, Bore Him To The Floor A Corpse, And A Victim To The Terrors He Had Anticipated. …”

EDGAR ALLAN POE

THE FALL OF THE HOUSE OF USHER

“…Distinct, Coldly, Calmly Distinct, Fell Those Few Simple Sounds Within My Ear, And Thence Like Molten Lead Rolled Hissingly Into My Brain. …” — EDGAR ALLAN POE (“Morella”)

…Years – Years May Pass Away, But The Memory Of That Epoch Never.  Nor Was I Indeed Ignorant Of The Flowers And The Vine, But The Hemlock And The Cypress Overshadowed Me Night And Day. …

…And I Kept No Reckoning Of Time or Place, And The Stars Of My Fate Faded From Heaven, And Therefore The Earth Grew Dark, And Its Figures Passed By Me Like Flitting Shadows, And Among Them All I Beheld Only… Morella. …