Monday, February 1, 2010
Wednesday, January 20, 2010
NATCHEZ ABOVE THE RIVER
Give me a few minutes and let me take you to Natchez. The year is eighteen sixty. The tension is great between the North and the South. The antebellum South wanted to keep cotton king. It was the most exported product of the United States at that time. The masters of the great plantations needed their slaves to produce this crop of gold.
There were Southerners that didn’t believe that one man should own another. Most of the South wanted the Federal Government to leave their way of life alone. Many didn’t want to give up their slaves however they didn’t want to leave the Union. They looked at the Northern factory's employees as the North’s slaves. The Missouri Compromise and The Compromise of Eighteen Fifty did not solve this monumental problem.
Natchez high above the Mighty Mississippi River was a Southern city of the antebellum South. This beautiful city with its Southern mansions wanted to whip those Yankees in a couple of months and go on with their life. There were a few families that found themselves in the middle of Natchez that had strong Union ideas. They could hear the winds crackle with the flames of war.
“Natchez Above The River” is the first of my series of books about the Civil War. Theresa Shaw, Tess must become a woman in the raging Civil War. She faced betrayal, the grueling work in her father’s hospital, and the importance of family ties. She must learn to forgive and trust before she can love a second time.
You can find this book on Amazon. “Natchez Above The River” by Ruth Thompson ISBN 978-1-4327-0679-1
There were Southerners that didn’t believe that one man should own another. Most of the South wanted the Federal Government to leave their way of life alone. Many didn’t want to give up their slaves however they didn’t want to leave the Union. They looked at the Northern factory's employees as the North’s slaves. The Missouri Compromise and The Compromise of Eighteen Fifty did not solve this monumental problem.
Natchez high above the Mighty Mississippi River was a Southern city of the antebellum South. This beautiful city with its Southern mansions wanted to whip those Yankees in a couple of months and go on with their life. There were a few families that found themselves in the middle of Natchez that had strong Union ideas. They could hear the winds crackle with the flames of war.
“Natchez Above The River” is the first of my series of books about the Civil War. Theresa Shaw, Tess must become a woman in the raging Civil War. She faced betrayal, the grueling work in her father’s hospital, and the importance of family ties. She must learn to forgive and trust before she can love a second time.
You can find this book on Amazon. “Natchez Above The River” by Ruth Thompson ISBN 978-1-4327-0679-1
Sunday, January 3, 2010
Thursday, March 5, 2009
THE FLAMES OF WAR
There has never been a War so devastating to the United States of America as the Civil War. There were over six hundred thousand killed during those four long years of slaughter between our Northern and Southern armies. How many hundreds of thousands were left with one or more of their limbs on those battlefields that ran red with their blood.
Their young men left with the idea that they would whip those yanks or rebels (depending on the army they joined) in a few months and come back home to their families. Those months turned into a year, a bloody year. The year stretched into four gruesome years for all. Those boys, men learned that war was not a glorious affair. It could be a blood bath with death.
There has never been a more destructive force that swept through our nation. Many of the railroads were pulled-up, the rails heated and twisted around a tree in a bowtie. Cannons with their monster noises hurled their cannon balls at their targets. Many were cities and they leveled them. Fires destroyed crops, homes and anything in their path.
How many soldiers cried when the bugler played “Taps” for their dead comrades? How many times was it played before that horrendous War ended? How long did a family have to wait before they knew what happened to their loved ones? Some never did.
It took the Civil War to set the slaves free. It was taken another one hundred and forty-four years to grant real equality and respect.
HISTORY AND ME
It does not matter what we are doing or where we are, there is always a background of what we are doing and where we are. This background is our History and it always has a story to tell. To many it is unimportant but to me it is fascinating. My favorite period of History is of the Civil War Era.
I was taught to learn from my mistakes. They have been learning situations for me for the most part. We should learn from the mistakes made in History. However as groups of people we have not always learned from the past. History does repeat itself. What is repeated is not always good.
Their young men left with the idea that they would whip those yanks or rebels (depending on the army they joined) in a few months and come back home to their families. Those months turned into a year, a bloody year. The year stretched into four gruesome years for all. Those boys, men learned that war was not a glorious affair. It could be a blood bath with death.
There has never been a more destructive force that swept through our nation. Many of the railroads were pulled-up, the rails heated and twisted around a tree in a bowtie. Cannons with their monster noises hurled their cannon balls at their targets. Many were cities and they leveled them. Fires destroyed crops, homes and anything in their path.
How many soldiers cried when the bugler played “Taps” for their dead comrades? How many times was it played before that horrendous War ended? How long did a family have to wait before they knew what happened to their loved ones? Some never did.
It took the Civil War to set the slaves free. It was taken another one hundred and forty-four years to grant real equality and respect.
HISTORY AND ME
It does not matter what we are doing or where we are, there is always a background of what we are doing and where we are. This background is our History and it always has a story to tell. To many it is unimportant but to me it is fascinating. My favorite period of History is of the Civil War Era.
I was taught to learn from my mistakes. They have been learning situations for me for the most part. We should learn from the mistakes made in History. However as groups of people we have not always learned from the past. History does repeat itself. What is repeated is not always good.
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