With the exception of family records, when my great grandfather, Calvin Casebeer, passed away in 1907, his memories of the Civil War passed with him. Had Calvin been interviewed, we might have read the following:
A quarter century ago, a ragged group of tired old soldiers met at the home of Wilmer Mclean near the Appomattox courthouse; and Robert E. Lee read and signed a document written in General Grant's own hand, whereby all agreed that all confederate troops were free to return home "without the taint of treason." The Civil War was over, the Union whole, and the nation at last at peace.
"Well, my name is Calvin Casebeer, and I was born back in the spring of 1838 in Defiance, Ohio. Cassie and I were married in '62, our son, Lewis, was born in '63, and over the next twenty years we were blessed with eleven children. We buried two of 'em back in Ohio, and then in '85, soon after laying little Eva to rest, the rest of us pulled up stakes and made tracks for the Ozark Mountains of south-central Missouri hoping for a fresh start. The last five years or so I've been traveling the hills and hollers of the Ozarks spreading the gospel and relying on the goodness of others. We're poor as church mice, and the misses is darn near thin as a rail, but the Lord's been good; and all the kids are thriving."
"I'm certain our readers will be pleased to hear that you're doing well, Mr. Casebeer. What else can you tell us about your family history?" "Well, Sir," said Calvin, leaning into his walking stick and smoothing his long, gray whiskers, "my great, great, granddad, along with his brother and his folks, arrived on the shores of Pennsylvania back in the autumn of 1724. My great great great granddad, Johann Kasebier, kept a journal on the voyage over, and word has it that journal exists to this very day in the castle archives back in Germany."
Contributor: ET (47514618)
A quarter century ago, a ragged group of tired old soldiers met at the home of Wilmer Mclean near the Appomattox courthouse; and Robert E. Lee read and signed a document written in General Grant's own hand, whereby all agreed that all confederate troops were free to return home "without the taint of treason." The Civil War was over, the Union whole, and the nation at last at peace.
"Well, my name is Calvin Casebeer, and I was born back in the spring of 1838 in Defiance, Ohio. Cassie and I were married in '62, our son, Lewis, was born in '63, and over the next twenty years we were blessed with eleven children. We buried two of 'em back in Ohio, and then in '85, soon after laying little Eva to rest, the rest of us pulled up stakes and made tracks for the Ozark Mountains of south-central Missouri hoping for a fresh start. The last five years or so I've been traveling the hills and hollers of the Ozarks spreading the gospel and relying on the goodness of others. We're poor as church mice, and the misses is darn near thin as a rail, but the Lord's been good; and all the kids are thriving."
"I'm certain our readers will be pleased to hear that you're doing well, Mr. Casebeer. What else can you tell us about your family history?" "Well, Sir," said Calvin, leaning into his walking stick and smoothing his long, gray whiskers, "my great, great, granddad, along with his brother and his folks, arrived on the shores of Pennsylvania back in the autumn of 1724. My great great great granddad, Johann Kasebier, kept a journal on the voyage over, and word has it that journal exists to this very day in the castle archives back in Germany."
Contributor: ET (47514618)
With the exception of family records, when my great grandfather, Calvin Casebeer, passed away in 1907, his memories of the Civil War passed with him. Had Calvin been interviewed, we might have read the following:
A quarter century ago, a ragged group of tired old soldiers met at the home of Wilmer Mclean near the Appomattox courthouse; and Robert E. Lee read and signed a document written in General Grant's own hand, whereby all agreed that all confederate troops were free to return home "without the taint of treason." The Civil War was over, the Union whole, and the nation at last at peace.
"Well, my name is Calvin Casebeer, and I was born back in the spring of 1838 in Defiance, Ohio. Cassie and I were married in '62, our son, Lewis, was born in '63, and over the next twenty years we were blessed with eleven children. We buried two of 'em back in Ohio, and then in '85, soon after laying little Eva to rest, the rest of us pulled up stakes and made tracks for the Ozark Mountains of south-central Missouri hoping for a fresh start. The last five years or so I've been traveling the hills and hollers of the Ozarks spreading the gospel and relying on the goodness of others. We're poor as church mice, and the misses is darn near thin as a rail, but the Lord's been good; and all the kids are thriving."
"I'm certain our readers will be pleased to hear that you're doing well, Mr. Casebeer. What else can you tell us about your family history?" "Well, Sir," said Calvin, leaning into his walking stick and smoothing his long, gray whiskers, "my great, great, granddad, along with his brother and his folks, arrived on the shores of Pennsylvania back in the autumn of 1724. My great great great granddad, Johann Kasebier, kept a journal on the voyage over, and word has it that journal exists to this very day in the castle archives back in Germany."
Contributor: ET (47514618)
A quarter century ago, a ragged group of tired old soldiers met at the home of Wilmer Mclean near the Appomattox courthouse; and Robert E. Lee read and signed a document written in General Grant's own hand, whereby all agreed that all confederate troops were free to return home "without the taint of treason." The Civil War was over, the Union whole, and the nation at last at peace.
"Well, my name is Calvin Casebeer, and I was born back in the spring of 1838 in Defiance, Ohio. Cassie and I were married in '62, our son, Lewis, was born in '63, and over the next twenty years we were blessed with eleven children. We buried two of 'em back in Ohio, and then in '85, soon after laying little Eva to rest, the rest of us pulled up stakes and made tracks for the Ozark Mountains of south-central Missouri hoping for a fresh start. The last five years or so I've been traveling the hills and hollers of the Ozarks spreading the gospel and relying on the goodness of others. We're poor as church mice, and the misses is darn near thin as a rail, but the Lord's been good; and all the kids are thriving."
"I'm certain our readers will be pleased to hear that you're doing well, Mr. Casebeer. What else can you tell us about your family history?" "Well, Sir," said Calvin, leaning into his walking stick and smoothing his long, gray whiskers, "my great, great, granddad, along with his brother and his folks, arrived on the shores of Pennsylvania back in the autumn of 1724. My great great great granddad, Johann Kasebier, kept a journal on the voyage over, and word has it that journal exists to this very day in the castle archives back in Germany."
Contributor: ET (47514618)
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