148 years ago, the greatest (largest and most important) battle of in the history of the western hemisphere took place here. And every time I am here, I get goosebumps when I look over the beautiful, serene landscape and think about that.
We traveled to Gettysburg to see Barry re-enact the person of Moxley Sorrell, a Confederate officer as part of the Living History commemoration of the anniversary of the battle. Veronica and Malcolm were there with us as well.
The original battle took place July 1 through July 3, 1863. Although it wasn't completely decisive, it proved to be the turning point of the war; Robert E. Lee's army was turned back from attacking the North, and they would not win a major battle again.
The re-enactment festivities included talks by Gen. Longstreet (introduced by Sorrell), Gen. Lee, and others. There was music and other speakers. Tents included things to buy for souvenirs and food. The biggest attraction was the battle itself. They had one for each of the three days, but we only saw the one on the First. It was pretty cool: cannons, cavalry and infantry all fighting it out on the huge stage. An announcer helped everyone understand what was going on. It was quite a day. Sorrell, by the way, didn't participate in the battle itself.
Malcolm may not agree. It wasn't a good place for a baby who happened to have a fever. Oh well.
We drove Veronica and Malcolm back to their place, stayed for a day, and then headed home.
