Hi All!
I haven't posted in almost a year *slaps hand*.
Hopefully, I can start posting more often, but let me fill you in on what an amazing experience I got to be a part of a couple of weeks ago----
Take a step back in time with me to the morning of April 12, 1861. You live in Mt Pleasant, SC. You are awakened out of a sound sleep, it's about 4:30am. You wonder what it was that woke you, then you hear it again, the dreaded sound that you have been hearing everyone talk about since the South Carolina congress convened on December 21, 1860 to sign the Declaration of Secession. It's cannon fire! You rush to your balcony to see if you can see the cannons. You can't see them, but you can see the fire lighting the palm trees as the rounds are coming out of the barrels, you can see the smoke, you hear the yell of "FIRE!" and then feel the bone-shaking blast of the cannon.
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That is what I got to experience last month exactly 150 years to the day. It was such an experience. Many reporters called it a somber commemoration. In many ways it was. There was no 'Rebel yell'. There were no shouts of 'Hurrah'.
These were men, many of whom were descendants of the men who died in the War of Northern Aggression, commemorating the shots that tore our nation apart 150 years ago. I over heard one man telling his wife later in the day, with tears in his eyes, what an experience it was. How he could feel his relatives blood flowing through his veins. Turns out that particular relative had been in the artillery. What an awe inspiring experience for that man!
I was fortunate enough to be able to go down to the Causeway in Mt. Pleasant, SC and watch the men fire the cannons. It was an awesome experience to be able to be a part of a once-in-a-lifetime event, recreating another once-in-a-lifetime event.
The picture above is of Ferguson's Artillery firing on Fort Sumter from the Causeway on the morning of April 12, 2011.
