BCS1973
Sergeant
- Joined
- Jan 7, 2023
- Location
- Louisa County VA
Of late I've been reading the diary of R.C. priest Father James Sheeran, chaplain of the 14th Louisiana regiment. It's an interesting read (and only about 500 pages) as he covers not only his beliefs, actions, and feelings, but his movements with the regiment through his years in the field. To me the passage below conveys sentiments that could be said by people on either side. From his diary on Sept 6, 1862 in Maryland:
"...The surrounding country, the neighbouring hills, the distant Blue Ridge were all to me old acquaintances. My numerous trips...the pleasant scenes of my college days, the once happy state of our country..., all presented themselves to my imagination. I grieve to think that a Union, which was once the political idol of my soul, was now shattered forever and lying the bleeding victim of religious fanatics and political demagogues."
For better or worse, Father Sheeran was an imperfect man of his time and staunch Confederate who spent most of his pre-war American life in New York, Pennsylvania, and Michigan.
"...The surrounding country, the neighbouring hills, the distant Blue Ridge were all to me old acquaintances. My numerous trips...the pleasant scenes of my college days, the once happy state of our country..., all presented themselves to my imagination. I grieve to think that a Union, which was once the political idol of my soul, was now shattered forever and lying the bleeding victim of religious fanatics and political demagogues."
For better or worse, Father Sheeran was an imperfect man of his time and staunch Confederate who spent most of his pre-war American life in New York, Pennsylvania, and Michigan.