After sleeping on this one overnight, Stan, I think what I saw was the ever diminishing perimeters surrounding CSA controlled geography, finally splitting it into three or four different chunks, each of which was inexorably shrunken by the seemingly inexhaustible supply of northern men, war materials and the northern offensive strategy. In all but the Trans-Mississippi, my own people were being moved into a smaller and smaller CSA. I can only wonder what must have been going through their minds, particularly with them on the front lines and many of their home folks in Yankee controlled territory that they were no longer able to reach by horse or mail. It had to be terrible and also a huge drain on Southern resolve to win in the last year of the War That about gets to what ran through my mind when I watched this. I cannot express it much better than that.