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149 years ago today... the Armorer got lucky.

I got even luckier tomorrow.

Pappy Hays at Chickamauga
The pic embiggens.


We can both be considered fortunate, my great great grandfather lost all three of his brothers in that war.  One at Shiloh, one in a Union prison camp, and one bushwhacked.  The last one was in Company C, 10th Arkansas Infantry.
 Pappy Hays did Shiloh, Vicksburg, Stones River, Chickamauga, Atlanta...  and was never wounded, that we know of.  One of very few Orphans to make it through the war unscathed.
Great-Great-Great(?) Grandpa was wounded just prior to the Battle of Gettysburg, ending his military carreer with the 7th Virginia Infantry. A brother and a cousin made it to the wall in Picketts charge one was the brother was killed out right and the cousin died a few days later of his wounds.  I wounder if those bad times are returning to us?

 Ah, these dang kids, "The Armorer" had always said, "Your mileage may differ". Highlander, you write, "Great-Great-Great (?)", Early in my life, I had the opportunity to meet and talk with my Great-Grandmother, she was over 100 years old and had been a  Civil War Nurse at Gettysburg. Her Great-Grandmother was a Revolutionary War Nurse. From her description of her Great-Grandmother and herself, she described themselves as  "Old Iron Pants Nurses". I was less than 10 years old when she died, from old age.

Seriously, I am grateful to all of those "dang kids" and glad that you are HERE!