Back in 1902, a great-grandfather, Albert Coleman, paid a visit to the scene of a merciless fight he’d fought 39 years before. Here he stands on the left, bearded and bemedaled, in the rocks of Devil’s Den, scene of some of the bloodiest fighting in the bloodiest war in the nation’s history in the late afternoon of 2 July 1863.
The Civil War broke one of Dad’s grandfathers, Lewis Geaque, who served in the 9th Ohio Volunteer Cavalry at the spear-point of Sherman’s March to the Sea. Ever afterward, he refused to speak of the war and suffered from severe depression. Today they’d call it PTSD. Then, they called it “nostalgia.”