On August 11th the boys were supposed to have a soccer friendly up near Fredericksburg. But it has been a summer of rain and storms and the county closed the soccer fields. That happens. We were however, 10 minutes away from the field when we received the call. To get to warm ups at 10:45, we'd our hometown at 8 AM. At 9 AM at the 295/95 interchange I pulled off to meet Tiger at a Starbucks, he'd been in Wintergreen working on the demolition of our ski house, and one of the guys had driven him to meet me. So at 10:30 we were well on our way.
The next pull off on I95 to turn around was at the Stonewall Jackson Shrine. I've driven past that sign for years and never really known who Stonewall Jackson was (I knew he was a confederate general but that is all) and have always been curious as to what is there.
So off we went to explore with all the free time we suddenly had...
|he doesn't look like it (Dragon never does)|
but he's listening to the recording
So what you find when you visit the shrine is a parking area, some information (thank goodness because I sure didn't know anything) and then there is a house. It was actually an office building and is the house that Jackson died in. It was once a part of the Chandler Plantation that was along the railroad but the War was disruptive to the plantation and of course it relied on slave labor. So not long after the war it was sold and the railroad bought it and knocked down all the buildings except the office, which is this building. At some point the railroad donated the building to the National Park Service. The National Park Service staffs the shrine (we met two of the Park Rangers inside) and they have a web page with quite a bit of information about the site and about General Jackson as well.
|the bed he used is in the house|
I am now curious to learn more about the General. He came here to recover after having been shot in the arm (by friendly fire sadly) and it turns out that historical evidence points to his having flu symptoms prior to being shot and that the trauma from the wound (they amputated his arm) masked the symptoms until it was too late. He died of pneumonia. General Lee is to have said "he may have lost his left arm but I have lost my right." And there are those historians who speculate things would have gone differently for the South if Jackson had not died. But he is also said to have been a good person, the sort of man you'd want to meet. He is not forgotten here in Virginia. I moved here in High School knowing very little about the Civil War and have noticed since that nearly 1/2 the boys born here are named either Jackson or Lee.