It is more in the way of those chapters of my lifes journal,concerning my travels and experiences along the many roads and paths taken over the past four years of my short reenacting career as a member of the Bohemian Brigade of reporters and artists assigned to cover the American Civil War.
I wanted something easy to keep,file,store,and print,and still be able to share with all my friends and family over the great www.
So,over the course of the next few months,as far as my self-discipline allows me,I will endeavor to relate the story of a war reporter/special artists trips and travels,jaunts and journeys,as I covered the various events,reenactments and living histories as I was blessed to be able to attend.As with most things in life,my own personal drive was only a small part of the journey. It was the love and support of my family,and the amazing people I have met,and the cherished friendships made along the way,that really made this happen.
What a fitting way to begin! Literally watching the sunrise.The "first blush of dawn",as Stonewall Jackson would say.
