I was growing weary of book after book about Generals, Lincoln and battles. This book has brought me a whole new perspective and appreciation for the working men of the Civil War. I find myself wishing the chapters would never stop. Please Mr. Payne, do this again . . . and again.
- Frederick Christie.
What a great story . . . takes you, step by step through some of the fiercest fighting of the Civil War . . . accurate and well researched. The human interest aspect was nothingless than brilliant. - Raymond H. Mullen
A superior piece of work about a man that lived through the time of blood and dying. A man that knew the grind of keeping his soldiers in line, yet showed compassion and respect for his enemy . . . - John F
This author weaves a believable story among the complicated feelings of the Civil War. His research and attention to detail is extraordinary. His characters, albeit based on areal unit in the war, are clear and interesting, as well as complicated and torn. - Ron R
Well researched . . . a picture of the CivilWar that moves beyond hoop skirts and handsome officers . . . a gritty coming of age tale . . . a worthwhile, enjoyable read - Mary Timmer
I've always enjoyed reading books by authors who take the time to do their research . . . very nicely written . . . - MommysGoneShoppingAgain
The battle descriptions are awesome: the sounds of minie balls passing by his ears, hitting flesh; their effect on a soldier's body . . . I liked the one about sticking your ramrod in the earth in the earth to speed up reloading. That's a battle-experienced soldier talking. - Jim Meeks
From the Inside Flap
In our city and many like it, Civil War monuments and statues stand in the town square. Yet this generation hardly seems to see them. This tale tries to recover the spirit that led to those monuments. It concerns a Union foot soldier, a corporal. It starts during the Seven Days campaign outside Richmond, Virginia, in which Robert E. Lee gave Union commanders a permanent inferiority complex. That feeling never percolated to riflemen in outfits such as the corporal's, the 83rd Pennsylvania, comprised of some of the hardest men on earth -- sailors, farmers and lumberjacks.
When the war ended, Rebs and Yanks went home, overcame nightmares and disabilities, and spread throughout this land. Some wealthy veterans often, as in our town, financed elaborate memorials commemorating their comrades and celebrating their own vanished youth.
Such memorials nowadays stand pretty much ignored, so it's fitting to reflect on what these men did 150 years ago,