Fort Couch

In the distance, there was a storm brewing, both figuratively and literally. Standing on the breastworks overlooking Harrisburg, Camp Hill, Lemoyne, and Mechanicsburg, I could see the storm in the distance. The storm that brought me here was an approaching battle as the Confederate army advanced northward into Pennsylvania. However, another storm – a physical … Continue reading Fort Couch

Amanda Straw and The Dance of Eternal Spring

The sun had barely risen in the sky when I arrived at the small cemetery that rested in the shadow of the Blue Mountain. I crossed the damp grass to the clump of trees a couple yards off the road. I paused at the entrance gate to the old cemetery and realized why my contact … Continue reading Amanda Straw and The Dance of Eternal Spring