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We both lived with the risk – quite literally; it's our family name. He went to West Point, was in a famous graduating class and became best friends with a Main rebel, then went on to Mexico but left the army to run the family's steel factory with his brother. And he was only fiction. I, however, was very real. I was with an artillery unit, fought on the Peninsula, commanded as captain at Antietam and Fredericksburg, in April 1863 was made chief of artillery of the II Corps (General Hunt even considered me one of his best artillery wizards of all his artillery units), continued serving until the close of the war when I was mustered out, and eventually died a month after my 65th birthday in 1897.
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