“In great deeds, something abides. On great fields, something stays. Forms change and pass; bodies disappear; but spirits linger, to consecrate ground for the vision-place of souls… generations that know us not and that we know not of, heart-drawn to see where and by whom great things were suffered and done for them, shall come to this deathless field, to ponder and dream; and lo! 282 more words
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Who is eating cabbage in the office?
Who eats just cabbage?”
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No, I’m not lucky I live close to work.
I chose to live close to work.”
Notes of a Fed-Up Southerner
By Fred Reed
March 6, 2014
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Coming up as I did a Southern boy, usually barefoot, lots of times with a cane pole and a string of bream I caught in Machodoc Creek, and other signs of higher civilization, I believe I could get tired of Northerners huffing and puffing about how moral they are.
Hello everyone. Attached is my Zotero library for my final project on President Lincoln’s Cottage and the Soldiers’ Home National Cemetery. The materials in the library will serve as a reference throughout the project and will increase as my group collects more primary and secondary source material. 55 more words