Hallowed Ground

One hundred forty years ago, the broken remnants of Lee's army were streaming southward. Some of them, at least, weren't barefoot now; they had taken the shoes of dead Union soldiers.

What can I say about Gettysburg that touches the awe and grief and pain of that place for me?

It's beautiful now, and it was beautiful in June of 1863. (Also in 2001, when these pictures were taken.) The first few days of July 1863 made it a reeking slaughterhouse.

Look.

Look.


Look.


Remember.