I will add my $0.02 since this thread has been resurrected. This is the first time I have heard that Jackson's penchant for lemons may be just a legend. I grew up in the middle of the Western Theater and was a late student of the Eastern Theater as a result of attending UVa. I have always taken the lemon association as gospel. The first books I read about the Eastern Theater were Freeman's Robert E. Lee and then Lee's Lieutenants. I am almost certain that I picked up the lemon association there. But two passages from these books are provoked two of the most poignant, near supernatural CW experiences I have had. I made a special trip to Virginia to experience the Chancellorsville battlefield. For different reasons too long to explain, this place always held a special meaning for me before I knew it was an important battlefield. And its association with Le and Jackson. I made this pilgrimage shortly after I finished both sets of Freeman's books and had the irresistible urge to commune there. I arrived there after sunset and the Park was officially closed, but I had to go to the final meeting spot, which required a short walk from the parking lot. It was the anniversary of their last meeting. As I was paying my respects, the woods suddenly erupted with Whip-Poor Will calls. A cacaphony. This was mentioned by Freeman. I was totally spooked and could not get back to the car fast enough, but it remains a vivid memory of hallowed ground. In 1994, I was driving down I-81 with my 10 yera old son and I stopped in Lexington (1st visit for me) to see Lee Chapel and the cemetery. When I saw the lemons on the ground around the grave, just like the photos in this thread, I was again moved and felt a connection, all because it was an article of faith that Stonewall had a peculiar affinity for lemons. It was a great way to begin educating my son about Jackson, why his brother is named Jonathan and it opened up a lot of history education as we walked around the cemetery and spotted graves of other CW figures.