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Thursday, November 13, 2014

Flagging at Rose Greenhow Memorial Day
By Mike Hollingsworth

Flags lined behind Greenhow's grave
Compatriot Layton Dowless was contacted with a petition that he attend the Rose O’Neal Greenhouse Memorial Service at the Wilmington Oakdale Cemetery scheduled at 2pm, 27th September of this year one hundred and fifty years after her tragic drowning. An additional request was to bring his flags and line the road and trail to her marker with them. Layton agreed and he later asked if I would like to tag along and help. I leaped at the opportunity since I had planned to go to anyway.
Mike Hollingsworth by Greenhow's gravestone

Early that morning, Layton came to my house and we left from there for the drive to Oakdale Cemetery. His pickup truck was loaded with flags, poles, sledge hammer and a heavy hole punch made from a Ford Model-A axle. When I examined the load, I knew we had a long and probably exhausting day, but we were energized and honored to have been asked to be part of Rose’s Memorial and especially at her actual burial spot.

Layton had borrowed some of the flag ensembles and the Axle from a friend and said that the friend had told him that the latter was a hand-down from his ancestors and if he lost it he best not even come back. I know he must have been joking, but we guarded that Axle as if our life depended on it. In any event, with assistance from a couple of Compatriots, we got all the flags planted – all seventy-five plus.

The cemetery road leading to Rose Greenhow's grave
When we finished, we were tired, but satisfied and happy with the results. It was after the noon hour and time for some sandwiches that we had packed in our coolers. Just as we were settling down to a “tailgating lunch” a stranger drove up, exited his car and approached. This stranger introduced himself and promptly became a friend.
Layton and Cody enjoying their sandwich

You see, he said he had noticed us hard at work placing the flags and that he wanted to offer us some foot-long subway sandwiches. Needlessly to say we accepted his offer rather quickly! Our new found friend turned out to be Mr. Cody Knotts, a movie producer from Uniontown, Pennsylvania. Mr. Knotts’ film America's Cleopatra: Rose Greenhow is scheduled for 2016. I’m looking forward to seeing the film. You want to learn more see me or Layton.

It was a big day and Layton and I enjoyed it vastly. It should be mentioned that in respect there were two speakers at the memorial, Mrs. Kelly Atkins Hinson and the Key Note Speaker Dr. Chris Fonvielle, Jr. Both were accomplished, but as Dr. Fonvielle said, “How can I follow Mrs. Hinson’s excellent and entertaining presentation”. We believe that Kelly, impersonating Mrs. Greenhow, had been extraordinary superb as always.

Rose Greenhow
From the Memorial Service Program: THE LATE MRS. ROSE O’NEAL GREENHOW - WILMINGTON, N.C. OCT. 1, 1864 We have recorded (in part) the following letter, detailing the last rite of respect to the lady whose name is above written: “On Saturday morning, October 1, a dispatch was received in Wilmington by Mrs. De Prossoi, President of the Soldiers’ Aid Society, stating that the body of Mrs. greenhow had been recovered from the sea at Fort Fisher, and would be sent to town for internment. The ill-fated lady -- passenger in the steamer “Condor” which got aground in attempting to run in at New Inlet -- was drowned in trying to reach the shore in a small boat, which swamped the ‘rips’. A hundred houses were open to receive the lady, but a meeting of the Soldiers’ Aid Society being hastily convened, it was judged proper to have the funeral obsequies as public as possible, to which end the chapel attached to Hospital No. 4 was beautifully arranged, by order of the surgeon in charge, Dr. Micks, and here it was proposed the corpse should lie in state...”. “...At the last day, when the martyrs who have with their blood sealed their devotion to liberty shall stand together firm witnesses that truth is stronger than death, foremost among the shining throng, coequal with the Rolands and Joan d’Arcs of history will appear the Confederate heroine, 
R o s e A. G r e e n h o w.

Layton placing his Rose on Rose's grave
Beginning our trip, when I got in Layton’s Pickup truck this morning, I noticed a single rose flower lying on top of the dashboard. He said, “I brought my own rose - going to put it on her grave”. Throughout the day and by the closing of the ceremony that rose of his was fading and appearing a little wilted. I thought he probably would throw it away but not Layton. He asked me to get a picture of him laying his rose on Mrs. Greenhow’s grave. He did it with caring respect. I sure Rose approved!

Wednesday, November 12, 2014


EMBATTLED REBEL: JEFFERSON DAVIS AS COMMANDER IN CHIEF By James M. McPherson Penguin Press, $32.98, 301 pages, illustrated James McPherson of Princeton University may be America's most distinguished Civil War historian. His "Battle Cry of Freedom," published in 1988, not only won its author a Pulitzer Prize but remains the best single-volume history of the war.…

Monday, October 27, 2014

"The Volunteer" The Official Newsletter - NCSCV Camp#794, Whiteville, NC

Sunday, October 26, 2014

Honorable Governor Nikki Haley on Mattie Clyburn Rice

Ladies & Gentleman,

Honorable Governor Nikki Haley of the State of South Carolina.
Honorable Governor Nikki Haley
of the State of South Carolina.
I'm excited to report that this evening when I went to the post office I discovered a letter from the Honorable Governor Nikki Haley of the State of South Carolina.

God Bless Governor Haley and the State of South Carolina for supporting our tribute on October 18, 2014 at Hillcrest Cemetery in Monroe, North Carolina. We thank her for her special recognition of Mattie Clyburn Rice and her father Weary Clyburn who served the Palmetto State in the 12th South Carolina Infantry during the war.

As always, in service with you, in the Guardianship of their Memory,

Ronald Lee Perdue
Lt. F.C. Frazier Camp 668
North Carolina Division
Sons of Confederate Veterans

Friday, September 19, 2014

Why I Am a Member of the Sons of Confederate Veterans

These are my exact 
reasons that I belong 
to the SCV too! -- Mike 
BECAUSE I have a deep sense of loyalty to my family and that especially includes my great Grandfather, who, as a private in the Confederate Army with no hope of recognition except that his sacrifice would be remembered by his family, gave his life in defense of his country, his home, and those who would come after him. 

BECAUSE I believe in the promise of the Man of Galilee, of life after death. As my great grandfather looks down upon me from the Valhalla of Confederate heroes I want him to know that I am not ungrateful, that I remember and honor his bravery and sacrifice. 

BECAUSE I have so much to be proud of in the Confederate Army. Its brilliant fight, under conditions of extreme privation, against an enemy overwhelming in numbers and equipment, so won the admiration of the world that 100 years later, a group of retired British army and Navy officers organized the Confederate Historical Society of Great Britain, headquartered in London, to study its campaigns. In 1974, a group of Belgians organized the Confederate Historical Society of Belgium, based in Brussels, for the same reason and purpose. The Southern Skirmisher's Ass'n in England re-enacts battles of the War. Some members have to wear the Blue but typical of the sentiment, is one sturdy English Confederate who told a reporter: "...one Southern fighting man was worth two Yankees. I would never be anything but a Southerner." 

Salute to the Confederate Veterans, Whiteville, NC
No other army in history has been paid such a tribute by foreigners over a century after the war in
which it was engaged. Are foreigners to admire and honor the valor of the Confederate soldier in my family while I remain indifferent? 

BECAUSE I love the South and I am proud to be a Southerner. I am proud of the culture, grace and elegance of the Old South, of our heritage of courage, honor, chivalry, respect for womanhood, patriotism, and of duty to God and country. I love the Confederate Flag and "Dixie" as stirring symbols of that heritage. I take pride in the earlier leading role the Old South played in the Revolutionary War, the drafting of the Constitution and the founding of the United States. I love the "Star Spangled Banner" and the Flag of the United States, and I served under that flag in World War II. 

BECAUSE our Southern heritage has served our nation well since 1865. No section has surpassed the South in percentage of volunteers to defend our country in time of war. And the Southern people, who lost everything in the War, and without government aid, had to pull themselves up by their own bootstraps, traditionally adhere to the free enterprise System with its liberty and opportunity for all as opposed to the dictatorship of the welfare state with its liberty and opportunity for none. 

BECAUSE even today, some of our school books, movies, television programs and press falsely portray Southerners as rebels and traitors who fought to preserve slavery, misleading our children and millions of Americans ignorant of history. Since my family fought for the Confederacy, they thereby falsely malign my family and me. 

BECAUSE there are even those who would ban "as offensive" the playing of Dixie and the display of the Confederate Flag for which so many Southerners shed their blood; who would dismantle all monuments to our Confederate dead; who would erase all honor to Jefferson Davis, Robert E. Lee, Stonewall Jackson, Nathan Bedford Forrest, Wade Hampton, Jeb Stuart, and all our other Southern heroes. Their purpose is to destroy our proud heritage. As Winston Churchill said, any people with contempt for their heritage have lost faith in themselves and no nation can long survive without pride in its traditions. Our enemies know this. At the same time of the movement to ban the display of the Confederate Flag, during the Vietnam War, we saw our American Flag spat upon, burned, and the flag of an enemy nation with whom we were at war, paraded through the streets of our Nation's Capital. 

BECAUSE I intend to defend my family's honor and remember the sacrifice of my Great Grandfather, Wilson L. Dykes, private in the Confederate Army, and because it is my patriotic duty to my country, I belong to the Sons of Confederate Veterans, a respected, non-partisan, patriotic organization dedicated to preserving our Southern Heritage for ourselves, our children, and our children's children, and to seeing that the history of the Confederate States of America and the war fought in its defense, is truthfully recorded. 
I should also add that my membership is a pleasure because through the programs at SCV meetings I have become much better informed about the most fascinating war in our history, and through SCV social activities I have made many warm friendships, both locally and all over the country. Those of us who belong to the Sons of Confederate Veterans do so: 
  • "In testimony of our love, recalling deeds immortal, heroism unsurpassed." 
  • "With ranks unbroken, ragged, starved and decimated, the Southern soldier for duty's sake, undaunted, stood to the front of the battle until no light remained to illumine the field of carnage, save the luster of his chivalry and courage."

We are determined that your glory be not forgot, as long as fame her record keeps.

January, 1979
Dean Boggs
Kirby-Smith Camp, No. 1209
Sons of Confederate Veterans
Jacksonville, Florida 


Saturday, September 13, 2014

The Confederate Enlisted Rank Structure

Confederate Sergeant Major
Confederate Sergeant
Confederate Quartermaster

Confederate Ordnance
Confederate First

Confederate Sergeant

Confederate Corporal

Branch colors were used for color of chevrons. 
Blue for infantry 

yellow for cavalry

red for artillery
This could differ with some units, however, depending on available resources or the unit commander's desire. Cavalry regiments from Texas, for example, often used red insignia and at least one Texas infantry regiment used black.

Source:  http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Confederate_States_Army

Thursday, September 11, 2014

FIELDS: The buck stops in the White House

President Obama is surprised when the world won't behave HYDE PARK, N.Y. Franklin D. Roosevelt had the good fortune of Adolf Hitler declaring war on the United States just four days after Pearl Harbor. With war blazing across front pages from coast to coast, and the radio crackling with cries of fear and loathing, America was…

FIELDS: The buck stops in the White House

Tuesday, September 9, 2014

The Sword Of Robert Lee (Written by Abram Joseph Ryan - 1838-1886)

Abram Joseph Ryan - 1838-1886
Poet, Catholic Priest

During the Civil War, 
he served unofficially as a chaplain 
in the Confederate army. 
Postwar, he was noted for his poetry 
celebrating the Confederacy and 
the "Lost Cause." A book 
of his poetry has been published 
and perhaps his best known 
poem is "The Conquered Banner.
" He became known as 
"The Poet-Priest of the Confederacy."
Forth from its scabbard, pure and bright,
Flashed the sword of Lee!
Far in the front of the deadly fight,
High o'er the brave in the cause of Right
Its stainless sheen, like a beacon light,
Led us to Victory!

Out of its scabbard, where, full long,
It slumbered peacefully,
Roused from its rest by the battle's song,
Shielding the feeble, smiting the strong,
Guarding the right, avenging the wrong,
Gleamed the sword of Lee!

Forth from its scabbard, high in the air
Beneath Virginia's sky-
And they who saw it gleaming there,
And knew who bore it, knelt to swear
That where that sword led they would dare
To follow-and to die!

Out of its scabbard! Never hand
Waved sword from stain as free,
Nor purer sword led braver band,
Nor braver bled for a brighter land,
Nor brighter land had a cause so grand,
Nor cause a chief like Lee!

Forth from its scabbard! How we prayed
That sword might victor be;
And when our triumph was delayed,
And many a heart grew sore afraid,
We still hoped on while gleamed the blade
Of noble Robert Lee!

Forth from its scabbard all in vain
Bright flashed the sword of Lee;
'Tis shrouded now in its sheath again,
It sleeps the sleep of our noble slain,
Defeated, yet without stain,
Proudly and peacefully