- Joined
- Dec 3, 2011
- Location
- Laurinburg NC
"James Zachariah Branscomb, age 25 of the 3rd Alabama, was one of seven sons of a cotton farmer named Bennett. As he took pencil in hand to write a letter home from the front lines on May 18, 1864, James and his comrades in the Army of Northern Virginia must have been exhausted -- and no end to the fighting was in sight."
"Dear Sister," Branscomb's letter to Lucinda Hunter began, "I can almost feel the anxious throbbing of your heart but could not write sooner. Today is the first mail we have had since the fight began. Today makes two weeks of fighting. Our regiment has been engaged four times. I have never seen any fighting to compare with this. Our loss has been heavy but nothing to compare with the enemy.
"We have killed thousands. I have killed two myself."
"James' unsigned, two-page letter was never sent. The next day, he was killed at Harris Farm. His final resting spot is unknown. (Less than two months later, another Branscomb boy, 21-year-old Willie, was killed by a sharpshooter in Harpers Ferry, Va)"