Civil War Transcendence: part 36

A NOVEL OF TRAVEL BACK IN TIME

I took my time on the walk to town.

The day was warming up, and the trees were just starting to turn colorful for the fall. The bees were a-buzzing. The birds were chirping. Butterflies were flittering everywhere. I hadn’t felt this good in a long time.

The country dirt road led upward from the Potomac to higher ground and turned north. I followed it to town with the idea of getting me a proper hat to replace that godforsaken thing I had been wearing.

I reached town in about 30 minutes. As I said, I took my time and enjoyed the day.

The road I was traversing had contained residential homes the closer to town I got, but as I continued north, the residential area stopped. There were shops on both sides of the main street with wooden sidewalks on the left side of the road, which I took for German Street.

I saw the bank on the right side of the street, but I didn’t stop. I crossed the street to the left side and began to look in the windows of the shops; hoping one of them had some decent hats for sale.

The street sloped upward for about 3 blocks to an intersection I could see in the distance. Men and women were walking up and down the street. There were a few men on horses, kicking up dust from the dirt street, as well as a few carriages with men and women occupants.

I nodded at a few people on the sidewalk and got a few odd looks, probably because I didn’t have a hat. On my search on the second block, I saw some hats and work clothes in a hardware shop and entered for a better look.

There was a young clerk behind the counter who ignored me for awhile as I milled around, looking at the clothes and hats.

Black Wool HatI pulled out some black wool trousers and a black coat from a pile on one of the shelves. I put the trousers up next to my waist to see if they possibly fit. They didn’t drag the floor, so that was good. The coat fit me like a glove. I also found a blue checkered shirt and held it up to my shoulders. It was a little big, but I didn’t know if it would shrink with washing, so I kept it. Next, I found a wide brim black wool hat like the ones we used to get for Civil War reenacting.

This reminded me: What was happening down in Richmond?

About Civil War Reflections

Vernon has been a Civil War buff since childhood, but had been inactive in Civil War history for over two decades. However, in the early 1990s his interest was rekindled after watching Ken Burns’ “Civil War Documentary” on PBS. He particularly became interested in the Battle of Antietam (Sharpsburg) and decided to learn more about this epic struggle.
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