Remembering war: A few thoughts after walking the Vicksburg battlefield at night, and before drinking with Charlie Rich

Thomas E Ricks:

One day last week I drove 500 miles and as the sun set I really needed to stretch my legs. So when me and my little dog got to the Vicksburg battlefield, and the sign said the battlefield road was closed, we just parked across the street and headed out overland. We walked up the Federal line, and then, under the stars, with only the deer and the crickets for company, down the Confederate line.A few things struck me:— If you get a chance to walk a Civil War battlefield at night, do so. There is nothing like being alone on a battlefield at night.— I think I have mentioned before that the older I get, the less ghosts bother me, and the more I welcome their company. These days they feel like old friends who simply got there before me. In the moonless night the deer moved like ghosts, barely perceptible in the haze off the Mississippi until you bumped into them.