Hauntings of the Great RebellionEver been to the Triangular Field at Gettysburg at night? Do you know any good Civil War era ghost stories, the kind you tell your friends around the campfire? Read and post about these ghostly experiences here.
At the Beauvoir Fall Muster in 2004,my son and I were waiting at the front gate next to the street after the ball was over for my wife to pick us up. We were in uniform,fully coutered up,leaning against our muskets watching the traffic go by, which was very little since it was right around midnight.
Right around this time, a cruiser from the Biloxi Police Dept. passes by and slows down. I told my son,"This doesn't look good." All of a sudden, the car speeds up, does a 180 in the road, and speeds towards us. I then told my son,"This is definitely not good."
The car tears into the parking lot and the officer looks at us for a few seconds and then motions us towards him.
I go up to the window and ask him if there is anything wrong.
He says,"I'll have you two guys know that you just scared the s*** out of me! Ever since I started on the force here the guys have always teased me saying that I had better watch out for the ghosts that hang around here and tonight I thought for sure I had just seen two of them!"
Although not a ghost sighting, I thought this would be an amusing story to share with you.
Anybody else ever been mistaken for an otherworldly figure?
At the Beauvoir Fall Muster in 2004,my son and I were waiting at the front gate next to the street after the ball was over for my wife to pick us up. We were in uniform,fully coutered up,leaning against our muskets watching the traffic go by, which was very little since it was right around midnight.
Right around this time, a cruiser from the Biloxi Police Dept. passes by and slows down. I told my son,"This doesn't look good." All of a sudden, the car speeds up, does a 180 in the road, and speeds towards us. I then told my son,"This is definitely not good."
The car tears into the parking lot and the officer looks at us for a few seconds and then motions us towards him.
I go up to the window and ask him if there is anything wrong.
He says,"I'll have you two guys know that you just scared the s*** out of me! Ever since I started on the force here the guys have always teased me saying that I had better watch out for the ghosts that hang around here and tonight I thought for sure I had just seen two of them!"
Although not a ghost sighting, I thought this would be an amusing story to share with you.
Anybody else ever been mistaken for an otherworldly figure?
I have read that story before. Are you suggesting that it was you that that happened to?
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"It was a very peculiar time." - Franklin D. Cossitt
Ancestors in USA Army: 6th IA Inf, 11th IL Cav, 1st AL Cav; 122nd NY Inf; 6th MI Cav; 35th MA Inf; 100th IL Inf; 1st CO Inf/Cav; 22nd IN Inf
I was on a trip to Gettysburg once. I decided to wear my uniform to the battlefield. We stopped at Little Round Top, and mind you there weren't many people on the battlefield that day. I got out of the car and walked alone up to the 20th Maine Monument. I stood with my back to the pathway that leads to the monument as I read the inscription. I continued reading until I heard a gasp. I turned around and there stood a tourist with a camera around his neck, the typical tourist image. He stared at me in awe, rooted to the spot. I raised an eyebrow and asked him, "Are you alright, sir?" He asked me, "Who are you? Why are you here?" and I replied, "Uh, I'm Brandon Benner. I'm here on vacation." I think that's when he realized I was a reenactor. He just turned right back around and walked back to his car, confused and embarassed.
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3rd Pennsylvania Artillery, Battery B
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-Major General John Sedgwick, Battle of Spotsylvania, 1864
I was mistaken for General Thomas "Stonewall" Jackson once; when I was astride my horse and had gathered him up and have him pay attention in the old Dragoon fashion. In the angle I was in and those seeing me; I apprently eclipsed the Stonewall memorial statue; my horse was a chestnut not far off from "Little Sorrel's" coloring; having my cape on and kepi. When I moved off--scared the folks a bit--thought the statue came alive.
I drove this same horse in an authentic 1870 Banner wagon; all around the battlefield roadways. At night, with battery operated headlights and tail lights; the horseshoes on the pavement and the hush of night--was erie and yet appreciated. Twilight is so inviting to the imagination.
Just some thoughts.
Respectfully submitted for consideration,
M. E. Wolf