During the coronavirus quarantine, many of us have been doing more reading. My husband and I developed a routine every morning. We read aloud to each other whatever was of interest. I dusted off some poems I hadn’t read for a while. One morning we discussed the poem, Song of Hiawatha by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow. … More Hiawatha
We followed a trail and climbed to the top of Devil’s Den, a tumbled cluster of large boulders. It provided several good hiding places for Confederate soldiers to shoot at Union soldiers. Late afternoon sunshine burned my back. I looked directly across the wide valley named the Slaughter Pen by Confederate soldiers to the hill … More Are You Going the Wrong Way?