"...I was with the cavalry wagons. They past me constant. At last the yanks were after us. If ever you seen wagons fly it was now. It was now all along the road. was tents, pots, napsacks, blankets, broke down wagons all along the road. I travlled hard all day til dark. At last I heard the drum and heard the band and saw the fire. This revived me..."
This entry started me trying to find out more about the men who great-grandpa called "the band". I
would love to learn more about the band and appreciate your sending me good luck.