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Post by markland on May 26, 2006 17:50:44 GMT -6
How tragic, Billy. What was his relationship to you? Diane, he was my great-uncle, the youngest of Nathaniel's various broods...Nathaniel was in the 13th Tennessee (U. S.) Cav. along with his brothers during the disagreement of 1861-1865. Nathaniel had a propensity to women, and booze, thus accounting for one story of him going to town one weekend from his East Tennessee hollow, getting drunk and waking up married. That was his, I believe, second or third wedding. My granddad and his brothers, Worley being the youngest by a longshot, were from his last marriage. My dad, while he loved his father, adored Worley, I reckon because Worley was the youngest and would do things with the kids that were, well, kid-stuff. He's the one who took Dad through the various caves that line the Watauga river area. That feeling sorta was transmitted to Dad's oldest, your's truly. Happy Memorial Day...I will take pictures of Leavenworth National Cemetary (if they put flowers out) and post them. Billy
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Post by Diane Merkel on May 26, 2006 18:38:25 GMT -6
Worley would be proud of you, Billy!
Happy Memorial Day.
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Post by markland on May 28, 2006 7:45:46 GMT -6
A favor to request. If anyone plans on going to the National Cemetery at Marietta, Georgia today or tomorrow, would you mind stopping and paying respects to Capt. Sylvester Markland of the 26th Iowa Infantry who died of wounds received in action about September 22, 1864. He is in Section G, plot 1643. That gravestone lists him as Sergeant but he had been promoted during the course of the war to Captain of Company F. A letter from the surgeon to his wife can be seen at: tinyurl.com/qknwhAnd if anyone has a relative or special person at Ft. Leavenworth, let me know. Best of wishes to all, Billy
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Post by elisabeth on May 28, 2006 8:59:56 GMT -6
What a lovely letter, Billy; so frank and genuine. Looks as if Mrs Markland must have been quite a remarkable lady, for Sylvester to trust her with the facts rather than the usual comforting cliches ... Congratulations on your splendid forebears!
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