Sometimes there are moments that really help solidify who you are, where you’re supposed to be and what you should be doing with your life. Since moving to New York, I’ve had more of these types of serendipitous moments than
Purple Heart.com Relaunch
Sorry I’ve not been posting. Forgive my absence; things are just bonkers here! I’m doing my genealogical certification currently and working on a new website to boot! My first grand-baby is about to come and I’ve been so swamped planning
Civil War Hardtack Ration
I’ve wrote before about my grandfather Jesse Archer and that his obituary mentions how during the Civil War, he stole from mule feed bags on pain of harsh punishment to supplement his severely reduced daily ration. After watching this guy
Captain, Oh Captain
In my previous Woodhull post, I had reported that I had found the Woodhull family plot here and it was in utter disrepair. I was so remiss that I couldn’t positively identify Captain Ebenezer Woodhull’s grave. Through the miracle of
DAR Induction
I was officially inducted on Tuesday night into the Quassaick Chapter of the Daughters of the American Revolution. My excitement is only dampened by the fact my eyes are closed in the picture and it was much, much too hot