My reading pile has grown with the addition of a couple boxes from Amazon. In the queue, in no particular order:
The Slaves’ War: The Civil War in the Words of Former Slaves by Andrew Ward
Roll, Jordan, Roll: The World the Slaves Made by Eugene Genovese
John Brown’s Raid on Harper’s Ferry: A Brief History with Documents by Jonathan Earle
I have thrown them all over for the moment to wallow in fiction, although at least it does contain some Civil War content! At the moment I’m reading Cherie Priest’s Boneshaker, set in the Clockwork Century. I have given myself permission to wallow in fiction until Monday at which point I need to read up on John Brown’s raid on Harpers Ferry because holy crap, that’s coming up in just over a week.
I mean, the raid itself obviously isn’t what with it happening in 1859 and all, but the Sesquicentennial is and marks the Official Beginning of Sesquicentennial Madness. Alas I will not be doing the 6 mile march retracing the steps of John Brown and his band of insurrectionists the night of the 16th. There is no way I could take one of my canine hiking buddies, what with the buses, and all the humans of my acquaintance have pretty much intimated that they think anyone walking 6 miles in the dark in the name of bonding with a bunch of guys who have been dead for a little under 150 years is, not to put to fine a point upon it, weird. But I will definitely be there on Saturday the 17th of October, with Zille because I anticipate more walking than Tink can handle without getting gimpy.
This weekend I’ll be at Ellwood, on the Wilderness battlefield, for presentation on Civil War medical technique. I’m not sure which dog is going to that one, but odds are if you see a woman wandering around with a large hairy beast, it’s me. By my dogs ye shall know me.
The weekend after Harpers Ferry there’s a guided battlefield walk at Manassas and a special opening of Old Salem Church here in Fredericksburg. I might make it to the second but will unfortunately have to skip the first as I’ll be recovering from minor surgery.
I think things will finally slow down in November and give me a chance to really catch up on the pile of books that’s accumulating. Of course, I’m also pretty sure I will have added to the pile of books by then. Books are one of my greatest downfalls.
LAST MINUTE THURSDAY NIGHT ADDITION: …yes, I do write these things in advance if I’m smart, and schedule them to post at 0400. It’s not like I’m actually coherent at that hour, I don’t even get up til 0415.
Anyway, hat tip to Kevin Levin’s entry at Civil War Memory for this one. Mr. Levin runs an excellent blog with occasional flashes of hilarity.
I will admit to a certain guilty enjoyment of this song. Also the video is inadvertently hilarious. The guitarist is clearly a Serious Folk Artist, the woman on mandolin looks like she’s having fun, but the guy with the upright bass is possibly a zombie.