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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