Volume 5-255th Edition 10-23-12

                                                              Perrysville Follow-up

Do any of you remember the “Honor Roll” that once stood for many years on the lawn of the Lutheran Church in Port Royal? I was fairly young and I do. It was a wooden case painted white with glass doors. It got into a fairly bad state of repair and was taken down. At the time, and I'm not sure what year this was, I thought, “I hope the replacement “Honor Roll” will be made of something more sturdy.” Years have gone by and all if not almost all those men have died. Many have been forgotten and all are not known to any of this generation. If it isn't the generation who served to have this remembrance restored, then who will take up the mantle and preserve their memory. Unless we remember those who have fought and those who have died, we are not deserving of the liberty and the freedoms we all are still able to claim. The price of freedom always comes at a very steep and bloody cost to those we once loved and some still remember. Wouldn't it be extraordinary if every community did the right thing and remembered their sacrifice of breath and blood.

If only had been asked, I could have told you of the sacrifice the men from Perrysville made during “The War of the Great Rebellion.” It was fairly high.18 men Died of Disease or were Killed In Action and 6 men were Wounded in Action. Those killed were. Pvt Robert Bostwick; Single, 53rd Company “F”, Died of Disease 4-02-1862 Yorktown National Cemetery. Pvt. Samuel Flickinger; Single, 49th “I” Killed In Action 4-04-1862 Yorktown National Cemetery. Pvt Theodore Rice; 49th Company “I” Died of Disease 8-14-1862, Woodlawn PA. National Cemetery. Pvt. John H. Bender; Married, 5 Children, 49th Company “I” Died of Disease 8-17-1862, Woodlawn National Cemetery. Pvt Henry Wallace; Married, 0 Children, Died of Disease 10-23-1862, Burial Unknown. Sgt Moses Burdge; Single 49th Company “I” Died of Disease 12-06-1862, McCullochs Mills, PA. Pvt. Samuel Glace; Single 49th Company “I” Died of Disease 1-26-1863, McCoysville, PA. Pvt David Hughes; Single, 49th Company “I” & “A” Taken as Prisoner; Died of Wounds 6-29-1863, Burial Unknown. Pvt. John Endslow; Single, 49th Company “I” & “A” Died of Disease 11-24-1863 Lower Tuscarora Cemetery. Pvt. James Hurrel; Single, 49th Company “A” Died of Wounds 5-05-1864, White House Landing VA. Pvt. Charles Bumbaugh; Single, 49th Company “I” Killed in Action, 5-10-1864, Spottsylvania Court House VA. Pvt George W. Beaty; Single 49th Company “A”Killed in Action 5-12-1864 Spottsylvania C.H. VA. Sgt. Samuel A. Kauffman; Single, 49th Company “I” Wounded in Action 5-12-1864, Died of Wounds 6-3-1864, Spottsylvania C.H. VA. Pvt. Daniel Shaffer; Single, 13th PA Cavalry, Captured- Died at Andersonville Prison, Georgia Grave 5411. Farrier Henry Nail; Married, 5 Children, 20th PA Cavalry, Captured – Died at Andersonville Prison, Georgia,Grave 0000 Unknown.Pvt. John Ebbert; Single, 126th Company “F” Killed in Action,4-04-1865 Poplar Grove national Cemetery Grave 1424. Pvt. David G. Stewart, Married, 0 Children, 101st “A” Died of Disease, 8-16-1865. Pvt. Martin Beaver; Married, 0 Children, Died of Disease 11-19-1867, Old Church Hill Cemetery.

These men were wounded but survived their wounds. They are. Pvt. Abraham Hertzler; 83rd Company “F” wounded 2-23-1862, Battle of the Wilderness, VA. Captain John P. Wharton; 126th Company “F” wounded 12-13-1862, Battle of Fredericksburg, VA. Pvt. Samuel Hench; 126th Company “F” wounded 12-13-1862, Battle of Fredericksburg, VA. Pvt. David Bausman; 49th Company “A” wounded 5-05-1864 Battle of the Wilderness, VA. Pvt. Henry Arbogast; 49th Company “A” wounded 5-05-1864

Battle of the Wilderness, VA. Pvt. Henry Minichan; 49th Company “A” wounded 5-10-1864Battle of Spottsylvania, VA.

Perrysville, now Port Royal, paid a very high price in men and boys toward the war effort. Their names should have at least been mentioned once. Spoken into the air, lift up once more, remembered for who and what they meant to this community. It's still not to late. Perrysville's men will be called out some day. When the Memorial Wall is completed, their names will be engraved forever in stone, emblazoned for future generation to see and know of their sacrifice.

We still need more donations for the wall to become reality. If you are from Port Royal and know any of the names to be engraved, you can sponsor that name for a $20.00 donation. If you don't know any of them and you just want them to be remembered with the stone and ceremony that will occur on May 9th 2015, Please help us. We are so close, yet so far away. We have received checks amounting from $20.00 to $1,500.

Tentative plans for our program for the occasion will list our donors and get a special invitation to the dedication ceremony. This is not going to be a tiny affair. This community will utterly amazed what the entire ceremony will entail. Imagine the air before and after the ceremony being filled with drum and fife marching music. Imagine the court house lawn alive with the colors (flags) the soldiers would have carried with them into battle. Imagine the lawn lined with the Living Historian who portray those men and boys from so very long ago. Imagine hearing again the words of Governor Andrew Curtain and the Honorable Champ Clark. They were uplifting then and will also be that day.

These words are but a few that Governor Curtain said to the assembly in the summer of 1862. Quote; Hundreds of thousands have already gone forth to do battle for you. Thousands of them have died for you, and thousands more are ready when it is necessary. What have you done for them? They have sacrificed all for you; what have you sacrifice for them? Have you done anything to support those legions? Have you made any effort to add to their comfort or to provide for those they have left behind? This is a subject which requires your serious consideration. You have home and feel none of the deprivation which they have suffered. You are surrounded by plenty, and ought you not to have in mind those brave men who bare their breasts to the bayonet of the enemy, and generously contribute something from your store in their behalf? This is not the time to hold back.

Pennsylvania sent over 366,000 men for the war effort. Juniata County sent almost 2,000 of them and nearly 200 died during the war. We should remember them all. Checks can be made out to JCRA, care of Don Husler Jr. 968 Airport Drive Mifflintown or Sam Leister, 10397 Licking Creek Road ,Mifflintown.

                                                                          150 Years Ago

Pvt. Henry Wallace; 126th Company “I” Married-0 children; Perrysville;Died of Disease, 10-23-1862 Unknown. Pvt. Allen Cameron; 53rd  Company “I” Married-5 children; Greenwood Township, Died of Disease 10-26-1862 Delaware Township

Donald E. Husler Jr.

                                                 Volume 5-253rd Edition 10-09-12

                                                        Battle for Perrysville

The once peaceful town of Perrysville, Pennsylvania found a small contingency of rebel forces in our midst. These forces were under the command of a rather belligerent unyielding Major Richard Walters of the 5th Texas. Their purpose for coming to Perrysville, PA was to destroy the railroad bridge and to hinder the Union's effort to put down the rebellion. We had heard they were coming and were as prepared for the encounter as we could possibly have been. We managed to hold them back for a while, but came under overwhelming forces. The Union camp under the command of Captain Scott Eller from the 69th PA Irish held a good line. We had two 3 inch Ordinance Rifles from Boalsburg's Battery “B” under the command of Captain Gene Metzger and one Mountain Howitzer from Bellfonte, Thompson's  Independent Battery “C” under the command of Captain Gary Hoover. The ground was held as long as possible.

As men from the 69th  148th  and the 151st PVI fought gallantly, they did however suffer about fifty percent casualties within our infantry ranks. It is uncertain how many casualties were inflicted upon the rebels, because when they withdrew from the battlefield, none could be found. They either didn't have any or they maybe gathered them up and took them back to Virginia where these gray devils came from. After about forty minutes of battle we have since learned that they were recalled back to their command.

As with the Battle of First Manassas, there were spectators who morbidly decided to watch the carnage occur right in front of them. There was even heard some cheering and clapping of hands; so the battle must have been entertaining to some degree.

When I looked over the Bi-Centennial crowd, I saw many of my fellow Juniata Countians and many I consider to be good friends. Their were none of those who I would consider unpatriotic. However, there were those who back then as now who believe that war, is a waste of mankind. I couldn't agree more. War should always be a last alternative. It is not distasteful to glorify war and guns. They have been useful tools to rid the earth of those who can't be stopped any other way. These tyrants as then, are still to be found today. The anti-war crowd only believe in whatever form of peaceful resolution to solve conflict. Wouldn't it be just peachy keen if this were the case. If every situation could be settled peacefully, we wouldn't need to fight back. If every era had reasonable men who were not hell bent on conquering the world and pressing humanity in to the servitude of tyrants, we would need to fight back. For those of you who think that war shouldn't be allowed to happen; I say, I only wish that were the case.

Since the birth of this country, there has been many times when fighting was the only solution. Almost a million and a half American soldiers have died to keep you peace-nicks free enough to espouse your ways that don't always work. How did that work for the Jews during the holocaust? If Hitler had been allowed to proceed unhindered, more than the 6,000,000 plus Jews would have been murdered. SOOO, war is necessary sometimes. 

Thanks You to the 69th Pa Irish for coming to our Bi-Centennial celebration from Philadelphia and New Jersey. Thanks to my good friends Mark and Lynn from the 148th PA Centre County Regiment. Thanks to the 151st PVI Company “D” from Juniata County boys. Thanks to the 5th Texas, 8th Virginia, and the 2nd Maryland; some of whom came to our town from Pittsburgh and all over the state. This wouldn't have happened without their help.

However. The rebels are delusional, if they think they won this battle without casualties. P.S. I received the after event report for First Sergeant Alex Peoples, 69th PA Volunteers. His report was four pages in length and covered practically every little detail that occurred during our time. If you were only in camp after the battle, you missed what we do best after dark we talk about our men and sing the sangs they would have sung around the campfire. I wouldn't have traded that for anything. God Bless America. God Bless the Soldiers who defend Her. God Bless the Men and Women who keep our history and heritage alive.

                                                                 Perrysville, Kentucky

One Hundred and Fifty years ago; The Battle of Perrysville KY. occurred when on October 4th 1862, Generals Braxton Bragg and Kirby Smith launched an invasion from Tennessee. On October 8th a battle ensues. It was short lived when Union troops from the Army of the Ohio under the command of General Don Carlos Buell assaulted the Confederates. More Rebel divisions join the battle eventually forcing back the Union line. The Confederates attack against a Union division on the Springfield Pike and the attackers retreat back to Perrysville. Union troops pursue them into town. With Bragg's left flank exposed, he retreats back to Tennessee. The invasion is over. Union losses are 4,211 and the Confederate losses are 3,196.

                                                                  Bi-Centennial Parade

Unfortunately for me most of the celebration passed me by. Being the host of friends was a sacrifice I'm glad to have made. When men from all over the state and neighboring states drive from as far away as Philadelphia and Pittsburgh and New Jersey and Virginia; I considered it my honor to host them as best I was able. Remarks from both camps stated that this parade was the largest they had ever seen from any small town America. Believe me we have been in many parades. The variety of subject matter and local pride in churches, schools, clubs, business, teams, and even the beautiful team horses was quite an eyeful for those endless crowds of hometown pride folks. Where else but a small town-farming community can we show off as many tractors as there were last week? Where else can we feature those amusingly silly little floats and all laugh at our selves? Where else can we honor our veterans and all they have done to keep us free. Let's not forget those who survived and those who are still living who served and those who sacrificed their all? Life is so very good.

                                                                      150 Years Ago

 Juniata County Casualties this week.

Pvt. Samuel Romig; 49th PVI, Company “I” of Mifflintown, Died of Typhoid,10-12-1862, Buried Soldiers Hospital Washington D.C. Grave Site, #1561.                                                                             Pvt. David M. Kurtz; 49th PVI, Company “I” of Fermanuagh Township, Died of Disease, 10-14-1862, Buried Arlington National Cemetery, Grave Site #12760

Donald E. Husler Jr.

                                                    Volume 5-251st Edition 9-25-12

                                                                  150th Antietam

Many folks have asked me; “Why do you reenact something that happened so long ago?” That is a simple question for two reasons. Unless we acknowledge the past, we are bound to repeat the same. We are obligated and entrusted with the remembrance of past events so we can pay honor to those who fought so honorably. The weekend of September 14-15-16 2012, over 4,000 men and women endured the heat and humidity of the day the cold of early fall nights to do just that; pay our respects to the 23,000 men who became casualties of an only 12 hour battle. 3,654 men died and another 19,346 men were wounded or captured. That number figures out to one person every second. Wrap your head around that number. Remember; last week I mentioned Lee's lost order #191. Orders change and McClellan believed he had the upper hand in the matter. Nothing could have been further from the truth. Both sides suffered terrible in this clash. A doctor's report said, “There is not a barn, or farmhouse, or store, or church, or schoolhouse between Boonesville and Sharpstown that is not gorged with wounded.” We can not begin to understand the overwhelming horror that these communities had to endure for months after a battle.

I have read many accounts of the actions that occurred on that single day; September 17th 1862. Each one in it's own right just as terrible as the last. Allow me now to give you the short version. Coming in from the north and east the Army of the Potomac advances toward the Dunker Church. Pushing it's way south on both flanks on the now infamous Dunker Church. The fight is intense and both armies start their deadly game. Union artillery worked at softening the enemies strong positions. At another part of the field is Miller's Cornfield. Here the rebels become aware of the Federal advance and they just wait. Positioning themselves about 30 yards from the corn field, in the open, they form their battle front. As the raising sun shines off the bayonets and their motion is detected in the waving corn stocks, they  slowly advance through the corn rows. Before the Union soldiers are even seen the rebels open a deadly fire on anyone who continues to push forward... Our reenactment of this action was a nonpublic battle for living historians only. It became very easy to lose track of those men who were to be on our flank. The corn stocks were very high and the action moved very quickly. We didn't literally destroy the field, but did quiet a number on it. Large areas lay broken over and wide trails could be seen as our armies clashed and withdrew to fight from another position.

The Sunken Road was the most intense fighting I'd seen in a long time. The 69th PA Volunteer Infantry portrayed the 69th N.Y. Volunteers. With our colors raised high we advanced onto the rebel held road. We experienced heavy casualties and they did as well. This reenactment was very close to the actual appearance of the Bloody Lane as this spot was also known. Bodies lay literally stacked upon each other. All I can say is you actually have to see it to appreciate what those men did. Their bravery under real fierce fire can not be described by mortal man, we are so little as to understand the true depth of the courage they displayed that day and in many more battles to come.

Our last display of courage comes with the charge onto the so-called Burnside's Bridge over Antietam Creek. This bridge is just south and slightly east of Sharpsburg and is the scene of a seriously stupid blunder by General Ambrose Burnside. He orders his men to cross a bridge that is only 13 feet wide. The rebels have a heyday firing into the men as they cross this narrow 150 foot long approach to their elevated position. The concentrated fire again takes a heavy toll on the federal army. However, they do manage to overcome the position by the shear fact of numbers. The Federal just kept coming and the southerners fell back to another position.

I have been fighting this four year war for nearly sixteen years and this weekend was one of the most intense. The feeling of satisfaction we get, the paying tribute of honor to those who actually fought these battles is what makes the entire effort worth the pain that many feel afterward. The pain is only temporary, but the feeling of gratitude we feel in their remembrance is fulfilling beyond measure.

There is another aspect of what we do many of you don't understand. We as living historians share an equal passion and love for our heritage. We care that we had an ancestor who fought and survived and many of us had someone who didn't live to fight another day. Most families who live in this yet great country have been here long enough to have this heritage. All you have to do is look and care about those who made this country what it is. My thought is if you don't care about your past, you don't deserve what you claim each and every day. To paraphrase our current president, “You didn't build what you have in this country. No, you only have what you have because someone else's blood was shed, that you might have it better than your parents did.

Another wonderful blessing that we get is the friendship and brotherhood of others who share the same passion for our history. This isn't just an American thing. Did you know others like us reenact the “War of the Great Rebellion” in other countries? I have had the privilege of standing in the ranks with men from countries like Great Britain and just this weekend, a young man from Australia. James and his lovely wife Emma Jane Pioch flew in a couple days before the event. They camped with the 69th PVI, because we were the only ones to respond to their desire to become historians here. They are an amazing young couple and it was the regiment's and my pleasure to host them for the weekend. James is an registered nurse and reenacts with about 20-30 federal soldiers down under. He is a sergeant back in their homeland twenty minutes outside of Melborne. I think he said with the 62nd New York. Maybe they'll now become the 69th PVI. He was very helpful in the ranks. Emma Jane is a teacher. We love them both and consider them part of the family. They will be welcome anytime they are in the states.

                                                               Bi-Centenial Footnote

I was only ten years old during the Susque-Centenial. One of the things I remember most was the Budweiser Clydesdales coming to town. This became a reality because of George Couch Jr. who was the first cousin of Bernice Kunkle, Brackbill, Isenberg. Remember the dalmatian dog that sat on the Budweiser Wagon? That dog was actually only a pup named Buddie. He was given to Bernice and family afterward and he was part of their family for 17 years. I remember him as having one blue and one brown eye. We are Brackbill cousins as well and I remember playing with Buddie when we visited Garth, Jimmie and Susie. Wouldn't it be nice to see the Clydesdales again?

See you all Saturday the 29th at the battlefield near Moyer's Park.

Donald E. Husler Jr. 

                                                      Volume 5-248th Edition 9-04-12

                                                                  The Beginning

One of the very interesting parts about being a living historian is to interact with the public in the first person. By this I mean, you actually take on the persona of an individual as if you were actually that person. In my life time I’ve seen this happen many times. I’m always fascinated. The folks at Colonial Williamsburg, Virginia do a very good first person in which the historians tell the story of life during the beginning years of our history. My favorite has always been the gentleman who portrays Thomas Jefferson during those tumultuous years around the founding of our nation. These were really tough years and we only survived them because of the strength and conviction of a few really good men. For you Tories out there, suck it up. The founders and defenders of freedom chose to undertake a difficult road. They drafted a document which most of the free world covets. It is only a few small minded people who think that we have too many freedoms. Our founders said in the “Declaration of Independence”, we are endowed with certain unalienable rights. When government becomes destructive to these ends, it is the right of the people to alter or abolish it and start a new government. Let’s do that this November 6th.

The so called Civil War was just that type of situation. It was America’s second “War of Independence”; no one will ever convince me otherwise. This is where that story ends for now and the topic of this week begins.

                                                                  Mary Todd Lincoln

The Susquehanna Valley Civil War Round Table had the privilege of hosting a visit with the first lady. Mary Lincoln as she wanted to be known as after her beloved Abe’s death appeared to us dressed in the apparel of a widow. This however, wasn’t new to her; she normally dressed in this fashion. She is now very soft spoken, perhaps because of all that has happened in the recent past. Her beloved husband has been murdered by an assassin, who has cowardly shot him from behind and without any warning; except the words, “Sic Semper Tyrannis” or “Thus always to Tyrants.”

The assassin has been dealt his reward; slain by soldiers trying to capture him. There is only a road side marker showing where he was taken.

Mrs.Lincoln appears very somber, which is quite understandable. She has somewhat of a sad upbringing. Her mother died when she was only seven years old. Her father then remarried another woman who has lost her husband, thus a combined family. Mary finds herself unable to cope with a new person who is now her stepmother. Mary is sent away to boarding school for her education and it is apparently during these later years she becomes acquainted with Abraham. As Mary talks to us she reflects on those years gone by. She loved to speak French and was pleased when someone else could converse with her. Abe certainly couldn’t. Mary described Abe as the best president this country has ever seen. I might add this. He endured much anguish because of what happened to this country. He was a simple man who only wanted what was best for the nation. I still believe him to be one of the best presidents we have ever had in this country. No one can deny that for all his efforts to hold the country together, he was the first president to be murdered by cowardly hands.

Mrs. Lincoln asked us if anyone ever read the New York Times. She said if you have never read it, don’t read it; it’s not a good honest paper. Much like the Washington Star, they are liberal newspapers and print many lies. She said she never got credit for visiting the wounded soldiers during the war to reassure them.

Mary had much tragedy in her life. She is only seven when her very own mother is taken from her. She is more or less rejected by her father. As a mother, she saw her son Eddie die at age three of Tuberculosis. This was in 1850, years before they went to the White House. This wasn’t the end; her beloved Willie died at age 12 of Typhoid in the year 1862. Then of course, the man she went to this troubling place with, “Father” as she lovingly called Abraham. Mary was troubled about many things during these spring days. She certainly didn’t want to go to the theater the evening of the 14th of April. Abe, himself was troubled by a deep premonition about things to come. He dreamed of his own death and seeing a coffin in the White House, and mourners passing in review of the body, which he realizes now as his own.

When the 16th President Abraham Lincoln is assassinated the country had never experienced anything like this before. The nation mourned for him; but not for her. When Abe is shot, those who should have watched out for him, keep Mary away. She is denied being near him as he takes his last breath. So many troubling events have occurred and many wonder why she is so distraught. For many years, many considered her to be a crazy woman, prone to a wide range of moods. This evening as she talks to us, another side becomes evident. As I look back at these events they must have tremendously affected her mentally and physically. She was not just a crazy person. No, she is a person who has seen many disappointments and individual heart aches. Her entire life has seen one tragedy after another.

Earlier I mentioned she spoke French. After the assassination she and son Tad traveled to France. They stay in Europe for seven years. Eventually they became homesick and booked passage for the returned trip. This was the beginning of another loss. Tad becomes very ill with Tuberculosis and dies in 1871.

The final blow comes when her only surviving son Robert petitioned a Chicago court to commit her as an insane person. She is committed for a short time and released. From then on Robert is known to her as “That Monster of Mankind.” Mary returns to Europe for while visiting Spain, France and Italy.

Was she crazy or insane? I now believe not. As a young woman she had fallen and from that injury became addicted to Laudanum, Morphine and later alcohol. It was all legal then. This would explain the wild swing in her moods. After the assassination she didn’t use the name “Todd” in her name. She would from then on become Mrs. “Abraham” Mary Lincoln. She is buried in the family mortuary in Springfield, Illinois. The last of their blood line died in 1985. Her eldest son, “The Monster” died in 1926.

No Juniata County casualties this week.

Donald E. Husler Jr.

                                                         Volume 5-247th Edition 8-28-2012

                                                                     Vandal and Thief

It has been a very long time since I walked the canal trail. Actually it’s been a long time since I walked on a regular basis anywhere. I’ve been trying to keep myself very busy scrapping, cleaning and painting the wood work on the nearly 170-180 year old Thompson house along River Road near Mexico, PA. BUT; recently I decided it was time for me to work on me. The Canal House Trail was supposed to be something similar to a “Rails to Trail” deal. However; no one wanted the responsibility of maintaining this Juniata County asset. It is named the Mifflin Juniata County; Lewistown Narrows Canal House and Trail, although none of it is in Mifflin County. Maybe this was one of the first steps at relinquishing all our citizen rights to that county north of us. Whatever!

The reason I’m doing this piece this week is because I walked that trail last week and it is with much righteous indignation I do this now. I say this as kindly as my heart will allow me. About three hundred yards from the pavement was a heavy bronze plaque that only said “JUNIATA RIVER.” It was attacked, anchored, tightly to a two – three hundred pound river rock. This low life excuse for a human being had to have used a pry bar and he or she would have probably had help in this dastardly deed. The sign is 10 inches by 20 inches also about a half inch thick and made of bronze. If you see this anywhere, it is stolen from the people of this Commonwealth, but more importantly from this people of this county and those who for the last four years have enjoy the mile and a half one way trail; of course, who only walks one way. I was taught very young if you carry it into the woods; you also carry it back out. If you can’t walk on this trail and make it cleaner than you found it, or at least the same; stay at home, because troubled minds don’t have difficulty figuring what their next move is. Only beware; someone will find you out. Just please don’t ruin something that so many other enjoy and use.

If you see this sign anywhere; it is stolen and should be reported to the PA State Police. It should be returned and replaced on the stone that will forever show the scars where the anchors held it firmly for these four short years. Parents if you find out your offspring had anything to do with this senseless act of vandalism and don’t want them to get into trouble figure out an anonymous way to return the plaque. Scrap yards look out for this piece because it is stolen. Auctioneers look out for this piece because it is stolen. Do I have to say any more? I hope not.

                                                                         150 Years Ago

Last year July 21st 1861 was the “1st Manassas” or “Bull Run.” This week August 28-30th 1862 marks the “Battle of 2nd Manassas” The ground still shows signs of the battle 13 months ago. And now the battle field is has a good defensive breastwork network, in which they are well entrenched. However the battle is again fought mostly on the same ground both armies faced each other before. The entire Army of the Potomac faces only 24,000 Confederate troops; but as always McClellan and Pope move cautiously. During the battle the 8th Georgia infantry run out of ammunition near the railroad cut and dropped their weapons and start throwing bed rock from the railroad bed at the federal troop. The federal troops reciprocated by laying down their weapons and throwing the stones back toward the enemy. It was probably as amusing then as it was to us. It looked like one massive snowball fight, only with heavy projectiles flying through the air. The confederate held their position because the Union attack was poorly coordinated. Second Manassas was the most complete of Lee’s victories. At a cost of 9,500 casualties, he inflicted 14,500 casualties to Pope’s army and ended another Union attempt to capture Richmond. It was the highlight of the summer and for Lee it means he is now given command of the entire “Army of North Virginia.” The momentum is now in his hands and he decides to invade the North in hopes of another decisive victory. That battle will be Antietam, near Sharpsburg, Maryland. There will be plenty to say about in another month.

As for this event; it was fought at Cedar Creek Battle field for a lack of a better site. We are rarely allowed to reenact battles on their sacred ground. The ground at Middletown, Virginia site of the Cedar Creek Battle in October of 1864, suited our purpose. With nearly 1,600 re-enactors we concentrated our strength and were able to give the observers a reasonable portrayal of the event. This included the railroad cut portion of the field where the soldiers actual threw (paper-mache) rocks at each other. The observers are watching from about 100-300 hundred yards and seeing the missiles flying through the air must have thought it a sight to behold. To me it looked as if 300 kids were in the largest snowball fight ever. All three battles of this event were intense. Friday evening from 6:30 to about 8:30 was brutally hot with a heat index near 120 degrees. Saturday and Sunday’s battles were in the morning. The Saturday battle was cooler but equally intense. Sunday’s battle occurred after 9:00 church service in the USV camp. There is almost always a church service somewhere in the camps. Sunday’s battle was one of those rare times when an artillery piece rolls up on our front. We could see the piece coming with 4 horses drawing the cannon into position, the gun is unhitched from the team and they are led away. The gun was loaded and aimed directly at us. Our Captain Eller shouts at us that when this gun goes off we were all taking a hit. The gun roared at about a hundred yards away and 27 men from our regiment fell as casualties with this one blast. This would have happened.

One last item; in the 69th PA Irish we have an empty chair with our General Rich Dussinger’s hat on it. The chair will remain empty for the balance of the years in his honor. He died suddenly this spring.

                                                                        Academia

As always this local event at Tuscarora Academy had many visitors and it was our honor and privilege to be able to talk and demonstrate this period in our history. We were able to show a few more folks what we are doing with the “Memorial Wall.” The names verification is almost completed. When that is done, the engraving will begin. We “Thank” everyone who has had a part of this honorable memorial and we continue to appeal to many others to join the effort. This week, “Thank You” to Mrs. Florence Corbin, from McVeytown gave us a $20.00 cash gift. She visited us to tell me she and her daughter both enjoy reading my column, also to tell me about her ancestor, who survived the war. She is related to the James Reeder from California, but formerly Reeds Gap. Jim gets the Times to keep up with local news. Hi Jim! Hope you’re doing well.

                                                               Juniata County Casualty

Pvt. William Swartz; 107th “F”, From Patterson (Mifflin), Wounded at 2nd Manassas, 8-28-1862

Donald E. Husler Jr.

                                                            Volume 5-235th Edition 6-26-12

                                                                      Ride Captain Ride

As we continue our journey, let me tell you, the purpose of this trip was to walk on the same ground that the men of the 148th Pennsylvania Volunteer Infantry walked. This is our third ride and we’re going to visit as many of the battlefields as these men walked to.

The Overland Campaign of 1864 starts with a second visit by the opposing armies to the Wilderness area. While the men are fighting they stumbled upon the skeletons of men who died there two years earlier. What a gruesome sight this must have been for the conditioned soldiers let alone the fresh fish, new, raw recruits. The men of the 148th weren’t at the first Wilderness Campaign. They didn’t start their term of enlistment until August of 1862. When they did finally get to see the war first hand, they were truly tested by the elements and the tempest of battle. Many a man wouldn’t survive the winter and battles such as Fredericksburg wouldn’t do them any favors as well, and this was only the beginning of the next three years. Over the course of these three years over 1,400 men would pass through their ranks. Till the war’s end only about three hundred remained to march by during the Grand Review in Washington D.C. in June of 1865.

The last full day of this year’s battlefield hopping tour journey was when we arrived in the town of Petersburg, Virginia. We visited the town cemetery, where we arrived in time to be part of a ceremony where these modern day rebels were celebrating their founding of their “Decoration Day.” However misguided it may have been from our point of view, they celebrated the time when their community leaders and mostly their women folk mourned the passing of their soldier boys. We didn’t stay. I wish we’d had more time, because I do appreciate being witness to other ceremonies. We mounted up and rode to the Petersburg National Battlefield. The entrance was about a mile and a half away. We stopped at the Eastern Front Visitors Center, then proceeded to Confederate Battery “8” later renamed “Fort Friend” by U.S. Colored Troops after they attacked and captured it in March of 1865. From here the next to fall was Battery “9”, Fort Stedman, Haskell, Morton. One by one they fell. All totaled General Grant’s first attempt to capture Petersburg cost him nearly 10,000 men, ensuing battles another 10,000 and in the final push at the battle known as the Crater 4,000 more would become casualties. This fort was somewhat stubborn. Pennsylvania miners purposed digging a 500 foot tunnel and loading it with 1,200 pound of black powder. This venture took nearly a month to dig. The Confederates suspecting something like this was being done, started to dig their own shaft in hope of intercepting the Union tunnel. They missed each other by mere feet. When the powder was exploded the Federal troops rushed into the opening only to find NO way of escape. A one sided hole had been blown into the fort. The Confederates, those who survived the blast; lined the rim of the Crater and began firing down into the pit with merciless musketry, some at near pointblank distance. The Federal assault had failed miserably with the loss of nearly 4,000 men. The Southerners lost 1,500 mostly from the explosion. The war would continue for another few weeks.

Before we left the site of the Crater, we saw how peaceful this battlefield has become. We saw three wild turkeys up close and six very nice buck traveling together, most sporting “Wow” rakes. It was late when we left the park and rode toward Waynesboro, Virginia where we got a room for the night.

The next morning we rose and rode into town to fill-up our machines, before entering the Shenandoah National State Park or as most call it “The Skyline Drive.” Over the 105 miles we made a couple stops, but mostly we rode, taking in the view. We did have to stop a couple times for traffic that had stopped to watch and take pictures of a couple small, 125-150 pound bears. Near the 85 mile marker we saw a 250-300 pounder, black as black can be, standing with all four paws on one of the many stonewalls that line the mountain roadway. It was an adrenaline rush to see a bear that close, only about 15 feet and to have him not even be concerned. We kept rolling, only stopping now to stretch our legs and get a drink. At 1:30 we had getting home on our minds. Next ride we plan to focus on battles west and north of Petersburg. Some of these are places like Ream Station, where our Colonel James Adams Beaver was wounded for the fourth time and where his war would end. Follow that with stops at Pamplin, Stony Creek, Dinwiddie Courthouse and Five Forks and maybe go on to the road to Appomattox.

They say, “The destination on motorcycle is not what is important; it is the ride getting there.” Although I’ve enjoyed being with two friends who have the same passion for the ‘War Between the States” and where we’ve visited the battlefields that the men of the 148th have been and forded the streams; it’s been the ride. With the wind and the sun in our faces and our memories in the backs of mind now; we’re thinking about next adventure. I logged 964 miles during those 72 hours, arriving home safe and sound.

                                                                      150 Years Ago

June 27th 1862; The Battle of Gaine’s Mill/ First Cold Harbor. The Union takes up a strong high ground position near Boatswain Creek. The troops are positioned between Cold Harbor and Mr. Gaine’s farm and mill. Lee has problems with coordinating assaults on the strong Federal positions and fails to dislodge their troops. The cost of this battle is 6,800 union casualties and 1,950 rebels. This battle gives General John Bell Hood’s Texas Brigade its reputation. June 27-28th The Battle of Garnett’s Farm and Golding’s farm is largely a standoff south of the Chickahominy River. June 29th, The Battle of Savage Station/ Frayer’s Farm (Glendale) Riddell’s Shop occur in a series of flanking maneuvers. This action causes in casualties 4,700 men, 2,500 are Federal troops. White Oak Swamp and Turkey Bridge follow with the Union Army falling back further and settling on Malvern Hill. The total casualties of these last maneuvers are 6,500 men. July 1st ; The Federals place 100 cannon on Malvern Hill. Lee makes a series of frontal assaults in an attempt to gain a decisive victory, however the confederate guns are unable to counter the fire power of the union artillery, as a result this days casualties total 8,500, 5,300 are rebels trying to take the hill. McClellan withdraws to trench works at Harrison’s landing where the Federal Army crosses the James River and the campaign ends.

No Juniata County casualties this week.

Donald E. Husler Jr.

                                                   Volume 5-234th Edition 6-19-12

                                                           Ride Captain Ride

This week I’m excited about the subject, because this week is the beginning of the Seven Day’s Battle. Two of my best friends and I rode motorcycle on a battlefield hopping tour. We left Thursday evening June 7th under the heavy clouds of rain. Of my first 64 miles, nearly 45 were into the rain. It did start to clear out and as we were about to enter West Virginia the sun shone for a while until darkness overcame the day. We rode for about five hour altogether before finding a Mom and Pop motel for the night. Being used to sleeping on the ground, comfort wasn’t our top priority, cost was, because this night we only rested in the room for six and a half hours.

This year’s tour covered two different campaigns. First was the 1862 Seven Day’s Battles. We stopped at Gaines’ Mill, passed by Savage Station and Beaver Dam, visited Glendale or Frayser’s Farm and Malvern Hill where the battles ultimately came to an end with the Union army withdrawing across the James River at Harrison’s Landing. The 1862 campaign was more of a hit and maneuver to the left flank type of battle with the Army of the Potomac always moving for a better advantage. With this retreat, the confederates maintain their capital at Richmond. General Lee, said on May of 1862, “Richmond must not be given up; it shall not be given up.” The city was safe for now. The confederates had forts and breast works still very visible today, 150 years after the event.

This series of battles was all part and extension of the Peninsula Campaign launched by General George McClellan in June of 1862. However, George McClellan, would only see the end of this campaign, but not end of the war. President Lincoln who for quite some time now had been growing more frustrated with the slow and dismal progress of both the campaign and the war itself, decided to make some changes. The President changes commanders.  Secondly and next in line is General Ambrose Burnsides. He failed miserably at Fredericksburg and was replaced. After the blunder at Chancellorsville in 1863 General Joseph Hooker was replaced. He too was equally inept at commanding the entire Army of the Potomac. Poor planning and time delays cost the army dearly in the amount of man power that was wasted with little gain. General George Meade would now take up the reigns of command shortly before the Battle of Gettysburg.

Back to the present; the ride continues. Last year we visited Fredericksburg, then the Wilderness. Now we start with finishing the Wilderness and continued onto the Chancellorsville Battlefield site. There was something called a salient. It resembles a large bent elbow in the line and wasn’t a good position consequently it took fire from all sides. Again here, it’s amazing how well preserved the breastwork remain. We stood near the trenches and tried to visualize what the men were seeing and feeling. It’s an awesome thought to just be there. The rebels moved around to the extreme right flank and pressed an offensive into the unsuspecting Yankees. They rolled up the right as the men dropped everything and ran a great distance before being rallied to fight. The end result was many casualties.

Later that night about a mile from the Chancellorsville Inn, on May 2nd of 1863, the Confederacy lost one of their most valuable assets. While on a midnight recon ride along the Federal line, General Thomas “Stonewall” Jackson met his fate when trying to re-enter his own lines, he along with some staff members were accidentally shot by their own men. Jackson would die of pneumonia several days later. Had he not been wounded, the end result of this war may have been somewhat different. His last words were, “Let us pass over the river and rest under the shade of the trees.”

 Spottsylvania and the Mule Shoe were our next stops.  This defensive line featured over six miles of breast works. Unlike the salient at Chancellorsville, this salient was like a large mule shoe, it worked fairly well. The Union boys charged forward to the works and even broke through, but were not supported and thus it failed. This kind of blunder occurred much during the first couple years of the war.

We spent the night outside of Richmond Virginia, rising early again for the best use of our day. Most of this day’s battles were the 1864 Overland Campaign. At the North Anna River Battlefield we walked the two miles to see the breastworks of the rebels built on the height overlooking the river. Here again extensive works lined the ridge side to keep the federals at bay. Next stop was, try to pronounce this was Totopotomoy Creek. Pologreen Church is just a site with an iron framework to give record of the original building size. It is now an open air church for ceremonies. The church, now burnt, was Pre-Revolutionary War and had the misfortune of sitting on Union position during this battle. The Shelton House sits near the Totopotomoy line and the family awoke to the presence of the federal army in their yard. On May 30th 1864 a staff officer for Colonel Nelson Miles wrote. “We picked a quantity of strawberries and as the Shelton family had no coffee, tea nor sugar, we procured some for them, and had a fine supper at a table, like civilized persons, for a novelty. The family were refined and educated, and were very affable when they found we ‘Yankees’ were civilized beings and treated them kindly, but we found them rank rebels.” It was nice to find that some civility existed on both sides.

The ride between Richmond and Petersburg Virginia was one of the most relaxing of the journey. There were shade trees bordering the roadway making the trip cool and comfortable under the sunny cloudless sky. To be continued next week.

                                                                    150 Years Age

June 21st 1862; The Battle of Simmon’s Bluff. The 55th Pennsylvania Regiment conducts a raid to cut the Charleston- Savannah Railroad. The railroad remains intact, but rebels in the area are move from their former position. June 25th 1862; The Battle of Oak Grove / French’s Field / King’s School House. This is just the beginning of the Seven Days Battle. General McClellan’s Union advance in Henrico County is blunted. With four corps he moves south of the Chickahominy River, he leave one corps on the north banks near Mechanicsville to protect the supply base. At White House Landing, General Lee plans to attack the right flank of the Army of the Potomac which is separated from the rest of the army by the rain-swollen river. The Battle of Mechanicsville is the second day of the Seven Day’s Battle. The Union deploys behind Beaver dam Creek. Confederate attacks are driven back with heavy casualties. The battle is a Union victor, with 1,300 rebels killed , wounded or captured and only 400 federals.

No Juniata County casualties this week.

Donald E. Husler Jr. 

                                                       Volume 4-189th Edition 08-03-11

                                                                      Homesteads

This has certainly been an interesting week. Friend Joe Harbaugh stopped me as I was exiting the Stop 35 doors and ask me if we still had goats. He said, “I have one for you.” I told him that I was in the business of selling not buying now. He said, “No-no.” “Sandy and I have one and we want to give her to you and Cathy.” Well that a different story. He said however that she was somewhat of an escape artist. I assured him I didn’t think she’d get out of our penned in pasture. We’ve done well for nearly two weeks now without incident. Lizzy is a little shy yet around us but that is getting better. They soon learn who is feeding them. She loves wheat crackers just like all the others and comes for them readily. On the other hand the pecking order is still being worked out. The others will come around someday, especially Willie Too when breeding season starts.

While we were at their place up the valley outside of Honey Grove, I noticed something very interesting. They live in a very secluded area and I’m glad to have had this opportunity to seen their log cabin. What stuck out was an old board with a carving on it stating this. “Bucky Lyter Circa 1830.”  Joe says that he bought the cabin years earlier. I seem to remember Bucky’s house along the “Mountain Road, Spruce Hill Township.” Many folks with these older homes from that period covered up the old logs to make a more modern appearing home. This to me is sad, because these places if refinished correctly become showcases. Take the time while on a Sunday drive to look at them. They can be quite amazing.

This summer I have again been working part time at the home and campground of Dennie and Nancy McFarland. Each spring there is an abundance of duties that must be done to get ready for guests to visit these attractive grounds that they have. We’ve done most of that work and the grounds look great, maybe a little brown because of the dryness of this heat wave.

I have been working at scraping and brushing the window frames of the old Jerome Thompson home. This old house built in the early part of the 1830-40’s has some truly fine workmanship built into it. Each window has a cast iron lintel across the top and bottom. They are not perfect in the casting, but from a distance almost look that way and finish nicely. The work is slow and can be very tedious in its completion. While wire brushing each lintel, it seems as if the century and a half old paint doesn’t want to part from its base. But the electric wire wheel can be very persuasive tool in its circular fashion.

I persuaded Dennie to get me a heat gun so that I wouldn’t damage the wood work around the front door. This again is not going to be a perfect job, but somewhat better than scraping. Heat melts and cleans the wood better than the other method. What I have discovered under the layers of old paint are some really fine grooved marks. It appears to be some sorta highlight design that has been covered for years and will again be covered when the new layer of paint is applied.

Also some of the old horsehair plaster and lath was beyond repair so I pulled down the old to make way for the new ceiling covering. After the ceiling was down friend Gary Pry and I pulled hundreds of one inch cut nails from the floor joist. When you consider the amount of effort taken to hand forge each nail, not one is the same. Each nail is almost as unique as a snow flake. This again is amazing to me.

Look around yourself at the many wonderfully made creations. The craftsmen of old are no longer among us. We settle for the bland and ordinary; mostly because we can no longer afford extraordinary.

                                                             150th - 1st Manassas History

While most of you folks were enjoying your comfortable air conditioning in the comfort of your homes, about 9,000 fellow re-enactors converged on the Manassas Junction battlefield. We could only imagine what we were getting ourselves into. When Sam Leister and I left Juniata County the temperature was approaching 100 degrees. Before we were out of our state we were traveling through country side that had 102-104.  We drove through a couple rain storms that cooled the air to a comfortable 77 degrees, but was only short lived. The 165 mile drive didn’t disappoint us. When we finally arrived the air was still and the temperature over one hundred degrees. Saturday morning, the rumors we had heard late Friday were true. An older gentleman had died already from the heat. Heat is no respecter of age. Before the 9:30 am battle we were ordered to drink water boys. We were also permitted to go onto the field without our sack coats. Some didn’t wear them, others did. Our regiment, our brigade chose not to wear ours. The field was very hot, but none within our brigade was brought down because of these conditions. Plenty of water and ice was made available to us. Besides, God was watching over us as we were given a delightful steady breeze for most of the four hours we were in action. The battle was stopped only once for a medical emergency. A young lad on the confederate side went down from the heat. It was later reported that he was doing fine, but we wouldn’t see him again during this weekend. After the battle the sun and heat were brutal until nearly sundown. 

Sunday, the same time frame and temps were prevailing against us. This day, the fight was the same, but our position on the field was different. When we finally arrived back in camp we rested and prepared for the ride home. Our duty was done for another weekend. But, as we were leaving this area, I couldn’t help but wonder what the boys thought about back then. If they were able to think, because the breath of life was still within them, they would be thankful to wake up yet another morning. They would be thinking about that day’s march to the next battle, somewhere in Virginia.

This is for all my Presbyterian friends. This weekend I saw across the battlefield a familiar face. Pastor “Buddy” Wheats, now Major Wheats was leading his 1st Louisiana Tigers Zouaves. With sword held high, he urged his men forward into a terrible fight.

David Kincade wrote a song in 1998 to describe what happened on that eventful day. The first and last verses go like this. “On the twenty first of July, beneath a burning sun; McDowell met the Southern troops in battle at Bull Run. Above the Union vanguard, was proudly dancing seen, Beside the Starry Banner, old Erin’s flag of green.” “Farewell, my gallant countrymen, who fell that fatal day, Farewell, ye noble firemen, now mouldering in the clay; Whilst blooms the leafy shamrock, whilst runs the old machine, Your deeds will live, bold Red Shirts, and the boy that wore the Green.”

Erin’s flag wasn’t the only flag carried on that day. Every regiment had their own national, state and regimental colors and they were all carried with pride.

Doanld E. Husler Jr

                                                   Volume 4-178th Edition 5-18-11

                                                        Free at Last, Thank God

In case you haven’t heard yet, Cath was dismissed by her neurosurgeon May 2nd, and just last Thursday the 12th she was released from the care of Locust Grove rehab. She has done very well the last week and a half. There is still a concern for a spinal fluid sac that is behind her right ear and that remains to be our main prayer concern.  These words are the most effective means I have to express my deepest appreciation for those who have held us up for so long. The entire staff was very courteous. This is not to say that the visit was without incident. There is almost always something that can be misunderstood and those things must be hashed out in the proper manner. Don’t be afraid to question any of your care as it is your life that is in the balance. Be polite, but expect the same in return. Making suggestions is not wrong on your part. Follow through with some research on your own. Know your condition to the smallest details. The more you know the better care you should receive. Be part of the care plan.

As with Geisinger Medical Center; Locust Grove had it’s outstanding people that you realize an affection toward. Cath really clicked with Bonnie and Liz in the rehab wing. Physical Therapist Mary and Beth both made my job easier for Cath’s return home. And although she’ll miss them, it’s certainly better to be at home. There is no place like home.

                                                              Logan Guard 1858

During the Spring of 1858, June 10th to be precise, The Lewistown area, including the Juniata Valley was in tune with the temperature of the country. Tempers had been brewing for years and the pot was about to blow it’s lid. A notice was filed with the Lewistown Gazette saying, VOLUNTEERS, A meeting of the proposed infantry company was held Monday evening June 7th in Lewistown, when they organized temporarily by electing the following officers. This meeting, hereby named by election; John B. Selheimer as Captain and Henry Zerbe as 1st Lieutenant of the newly founded Logan Guard.

On August 7th, thirty six more enlisted as privates and other ranking men. Over the course of the next three years, these men honed the skills of drilling within a local militia. Once the militia was organized it gave strict attention to military discipline. This quote was found reported on August 12th. “The Logan Guards paraded on Saturday for inspection, and afterward were initiated into some of the mysteries of a soldier’s life by a regular drilling through the streets of Lewistown. Their uniforms, which are in accordance with the new army regulations, look well, although they appear rather warm for sultry weather. As they are now ready for the wars, we have no doubt the ranks will receive a considerable accession.” Accession meaning; an increase, or an addition. This meaning was because the newly formed guard was an asset with the impending conflict just around the corner. This proved very true for the men as they continued to train over the next couple years.

At the beginning of 1861, the Pennsylvania Militia comprised of 476 uniformed and armed volunteer companies. The 14th Division, commanded by Major General James Crawford consisted of five brigades. First Brigade from Juniata County, four companies. Second Brigade from Mifflin County, four companies. Third  Brigade from Centre County, 12 companies. Fourth Brigade from Huntingdon County six companies and Fifth Brigade from Clearfield County with three companies.

With the election of Abraham Lincoln, tensions increased. On his way to Washington the Lewistown Gazette reports. The Logan Guard participated in a reception held for President-elect Lincoln, by Governor Curtin on February 22nd. Many companies of militia were in attendance, including counties who bordered the railroad. President Lincoln said these words. “While I have been proud to see the finest military array, I think, that I have ever seen; allow me to say in regard to those men that they give hope of what may be done when war is inevitable. But, at the same time, allow me to express the hope that in the shedding of blood their services may never be needed, especially in the shedding of fraternal blood. It shall be my endeavor to preserve the peace of this country so far as it can possibly be done, consistently with the maintenance of the institution of the country. With my consent, or without my great displeasure, this country shall never witness the shedding of one drop of blood in fraternal strife.”

Come ahead to April 12th 1861. The first shots have been fired at Fort Sumter. President Lincoln calls for 75,000 men. On April 16th Governor Andrew Curtin now in Harrisburg, instructs Eli Slifer, Secretary of the Commonwealth to telegraph the Lewistown station asking for immediate help to guard the United States Capital in Washington. The telegraph says, “If your company numbers seventy-five men, rank and file come tonight. Stop. If not, increase number if possible and be ready to come when telegraphed for. Stop. Answer.”

An immediate recruiting station was set up and 92 men answered the call. They rallied and marched off toward the Lewistown Railroad Station. Only to wait for nearly three hours for the always late train to arrive. Once aboard the train they traveled the next two days. It was during this trip that first blood was actually drawn. The citizen of Maryland, being a border state and had sympathies going both ways was the most dangerous portion of the journey. The Logan Guard had heard and with his experience, Captain Selheimer ordered his men to half cock their rifles and place a cap over the nipple. This left the impression that the weapons were loaded. The Baltimore rioters held their rocks and stones till they were passed. When the rioters observed the next company didn’t do this they opened up with their deadly projectiles. They citizens of Baltimore drew first blood by stoning the new recruits, even killing a couple. When the first soldiers finally rolled into Washington on the 18th , they were the first to arrive. These five companies became known as the “First Defenders.” Their combined strength was 475 men.

As the days continued other companies would also arrive in defence of our nation’s capital. However the attack wouldn’t come. Both sides weren’t ready for a full scale attack. The three month enlistment would end with many of the guard and the other companies reenlisting in the defence of the capital.

For your information; At the base of the Soldiers and Sailors Monument in the square of Lewistown, there is a small stone. It only says, “Lincoln Stone.” It was placed there when the monument was erected in 1890. It was given by the Lincoln family in honor of Mr. Lincoln who felt so strongly about his “First Defenders.” The “First Defenders” also received the Commonwealth “Medal of Honor” for their service.

Our Historical Societies from Mifflin and Juniata Counties are full of information. It is there for you to exam and cherish. This wealth of heritage should be used…   

 P.S. Feel encouraged to visit our camp on the Juniata County Court House lawn this weekend. I understand that a few local political officials will be arrested and held for ransom.

Donald E. Husler Jr. 968 Airport Drive, Mifflintown, PA. 17059-8414

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                                                     Volume 4-203rd Edition 11-09-11

                                                                Veterans Day 2011

As this special day approaches, I want extend a special invitation to the Veterans Day Parade at McAlisterville, PA, this coming Saturday the November 12th. The parade steps off promptly at 2:00 pm and proceeds south through town ending at the Bread of Life Restaurant. Let’s make this year a particularly well attended event. Come support all our veterans past and present. Do you know what the official numbers are for all our past wars? I keep this list on my desk, under a piece of plexiglas to protect it from being torn or lost. It was a news release by the Cox News Service nearly twenty years ago. Just today located another more complete list of killed in action and disease while serving their tour of duty.

 American Revolution; 1775-1783; 250,000 men served. 8,000 died in combat 17,000 others while serving. War of 1812; 1812-1815; 287,000 men served. 2,260 died in combat: 17,000 others while serving. Mexican- American War 1846-1848; 79,000 men served. 1,733 died in combat; 11,550 others while serving. American ‘War of the Rebellion;” 1861-1865; (Union) 2.2 million men served. 140,414 died in combat; 224,097 others while serving. (Rebels) 1-1.5 million men served. 72,524 died in combat; 190,000 others while serving. Total; 625,000 during “The War of the Great Rebellion.”  Spanish-American; 1898; 306,000 men served. 385 died in combat, 2,061 others while serving. WWI; 4.7 million men served. 1917-1918; 53,402 died in combat, 63,114 other while serving. WWII; 16.3 million men served. 1941-1945; 291,557 died in combat, 113,842 others while serving. Korean War; 5.7 million men served. 1950-1953; 33,686 died in combat, 2,830 others while serving. Vietnam War; 8.7 million men served. 1955-1975; 47,424 died in combat, 10,785, others while serving. Gulf War; 467,000 men and women served. 1990-1991; 113 died in combat, 148 others while serving. “War on Terror 2001-present, total of two fronts.” 4,977 died in combat, 1,303 others while serving. Breakdown of total; Afghanistan; 1,435 died in combat, 368 others while serving. Iraq; 3,542 died in combat, 935 others while serving.

These weren’t our only wars. We have sent our young men and now women to die in foreign or domestic wars. From the Northwest Indian War 1798-1795 to Kosovo; 1999-2006, America has paid a very high price for our own freedoms and the freedom of other nations. Nearly 2.5 million Americans have died serving their nation and flag. On this Veterans Day, let honor the nearly 50,000,000 mostly men and in today’s Armed Forces now includes some women in the combat zones. Let us “Thank Them All” for their service to our country. “God Bless All American Veterans.”

                                                           Veteran Day Special Tribute

For several years now, the First Baptist Church of Juniata County, near the Stop 35 Restaurant has sponsored a special Patriotic Service honoring all U.S. Military Veterans. Whoever sees this and other announcements are welcome. The Carson Long Military Academy from New Bloomfield, Perry County will provide the morning “Color Guard.”

Major Jeffrey Davis will be the guest speaker. Major Davis devoted 18 years to military service in the Air Force. He served in operational officer in many stations, including as Chief of Police in Berlin during the fall of the Berlin Wall in 1989. His credentials are extensive. In the fall of 1994 he accepted God’s call to full time missions work with Child Evangelism Fellowship of Eastern PA. He and his wife Cathy have three children. Their only son is now a Captain in the Air Force serving in Korea. All are welcome to join us for this special “Veterans Day” event to honor the “American Soldier.”

                                                        “Courageous” vs. “Ides of March”

Many read and apparently were encouraged by the words I write about the movie “Courageous.” It was a truly inspirational film and I personally wish Hollywood would produce more family oriented movies just like it.

Being a person with wide interests though, I am sometimes drawn toward certain actors, partly because they are usually characters that appeal to my adventurous side or they’re just plain funny. George Clooney happens to be one of those guys. He has played in many very good films. I laughed often in the movie, “Oh Brother, Where Art Thou.” However, I recently attended a political based movie entitled, “Ides of March.”  I knew from the “PG” rating that there would have some offensive language in the movie’s plot. However as the plot thickened in this presidential primary based flick, it became apparent that the movie wasn’t going to be as I had hoped. The sneaky, conniving, behind the scene treachery that sometimes comes along with political office seekers, makes me want to throw-up. The language was worse than any George Clooney movie I ever had to endure. I really should have gotten up and walk out it was that bad. So, if you were thinking about seeing it. DON’T. It’s not worth the trip. I really should have gone to see the “The Three Musketeers” or “Puss in Boots.” I would have left them feeling a little more fulfilled.

                                                                     Winter Surprise

Wasn’t that a wonderful winter wonderland on the 29th of October?  Well for those who enjoyed it, good for you. I usually like snow, but not this early in the season. This storm was one for the record books. It wasn’t the earliest, because there was a time or two that was even earlier. This storm was the most snow this early. I probably should have taken a warning sign a bit more seriously than I did. About two weeks ago I had to prepare my mini-barn for my winter supply of hay. When I did this I had to move a couple items outside until I could find a new storage spot elsewhere. One of the things was a garbage bag that had some fiberglass insulation rolled up to keep it dry. The next morning I arose and looked out our bedroom window and saw bits and pieces that had been dragged over and under my man-room. We have been seeing a groundhog or whistle pig who had taken up residence under the building. He or she has been there for a couple years now because this spring we watched offspring bobbing their little heads out for us to see. They are probably gone, but momma is still there. Since she has now insulated her den, she apparently plans on staying for while; as long as she doesn’t get too destructive. 

                                                                      150 Years Ago

Field hospitals were just what they were, in the open, in the weather wherever they could find space. During the war most nurses were men, because the military believed women were thought to be too sensitive to cope with the recently injured or wounded...The Confederate Navy in an attempt to get world recognition sailed around the globe sailed as far away as the Sea of Japan in the South Pacific and the Indian Ocean. The Federate Navy was always in pursuit having sea battles in those distant waters.

Donald E. Husler Jr. 968 Airport Drive, Mifflintown, PA 17059-8414             (h) 436-8678    © 979-8678