Years ago, I visited the site of the Vicksburg Civil War battlefield with my parents. It was an extremely cold December day and not many other souls were braving the weather. A guide at the park took a special interest in us and guide us he did. I don't believe we missed a monument or he missed a moment of action in the re-telling of the tale. Long before the south's surrender, I was pretty sure I'd developed permanent frostbite damage. But, even under the circumstances and, despite my young age of about fourteen, the park guide's story enthalled me. As I said, the day was cold, and the air was still and not even a bird could be heard as a backdrop. My mother mentioned the silence and how difficult it was to imagine such a battle in the peaceful surroundings. "Ah," the guide said, "when it's quiet..... that's when you can hear the past whispering to you." I know exactly what he meant.
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Welcome to "The Past Whispers." I hope you'll find something here that's of interest to you and that your visit will be an enjoyable one.
Come back often...the garden gate will always be open for you.
Nancy Brister |
